Liu Qinqin's eyes were already glued to the item.
She placed her hand on the table and made a slapping sound, then impatiently took out some silver ingots from her purse and placed them on the table. "I'll take all of this!"
Yue Jiaojiao smiled faintly and didn't say anything.
This rouge was definitely better than the one downstairs, but the shopkeeper might not be willing to sell all of this to only one person. This way, he would not be able to publicize his reputation, and the shop would have fewer good items to keep as a secret.
As expected, the shopkeeper hesitated after hearing Liu Qinqin's words. "Miss... To tell you the truth, this rouge is reserved for someone else, I can't afford to offend that person. If you want it, I can sell you only one box. However, you should know that this rouge costs thirty silver per box."
Li Xiangjun's hand that was hanging on the table subconsciously grabbed Yue Jiaojiao's wrist.
