Li Xingwan and the others looked at the shop owner. "Your turn."
"Have any of you ever learned about our ceramics or celadon ware?"
Both youngsters shook their heads, and Li Xingwan immediately raised her hand. "I haven't learned about it, but I've bought some."
This immediately drew the shop owner's attention. "May I ask how many you've bought?"
"A bunch."
"Pfft!" Countless people burst out laughing.
"Xingwan truly lives up to the title of a wealthy young madam."
"The shop owner asked her how many she bought, and she said a bunch!"
"Hahaha! One could understand the shop owner's urge to vomit blood at this moment"
Then think about the celadon vase that Li Xingwan used to plant flowers in, and the urge to vomit blood intensifies.
The corner of the shop owner's mouth twitched. A bunch, he could imagine that scene all right. He cleared his throat and continued to ask. "Then have you ever learned about how it is made?"
"No."
