Yuan Shaochang had made his fortune dealing in raw stones, and discerning the authenticity of a small pendant was a piece of cake for him. He scrutinized the Jade Guanyin in front of him, gently caressing it to feel the texture of the jade.
His gaze gradually grew heavier. Fake? The sales clerk brought the woman's receipt to the boss for inspection and whispered the customer's details to him.
What seemed to be a minor issue was turning troublesome. The receipt was real; their shop had significant overheads, so every receipt they issued had a special mark.
The sales clerk also remembered this woman, who had bought the Jade Guanyin the day before. She had been picky, seeking both generosity and a bargain, causing quite a fuss before finally settling on this Jade Guanyin pendant—so the sales clerk had a distinct memory of her.
It turned out the pendant had indeed been purchased from their shop, but now the Guanyin in question was a fake.
