Sensing his nervousness, Yue Jiaojiao looked up and squeezed his palm to comfort him.
"Madam, this is my manager."
"I'm the manager of this jewelry shop," the manager said as he carefully held the silver hairpin in his hand. He squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully. "The workmanship of this hairpin doesn't look like it's made by the masters in the capital. It looks like it's commonly used in the Jiangnan area."
Zhao Zhan couldn't help but ask anxiously, "The Jiangnan area? It would take half a month to get here from Jiangnan, even on a fast horse. If one were to travel slowly on a carriage, it would take more than a month."
"That's right."
The manager handed the hairpin to Zhao Zhan with both hands before speaking again.
"The silk jewelry line in the Jiangnan area is extremely exquisite and delicate, and it is more beautiful than what we have in the capital.
