"Forget it, we won't pawn it. Let's go to another shop, Jing Xin, let's go." Are you kidding me? Something that Mo Liancheng carries around, and it's only worth this much? Do they think I'm a naive child?
"Wait, miss, how much do you want?" The shopkeeper, seeing she was about to leave, grew a bit anxious.
"It's not about how much I want, it's about how much you're willing to give. This item is a family heirloom, passed down for several generations. I didn't expect it to be worthless in your eyes. While it may not be pure gold, just look at the color, the craftsmanship... Sigh, never mind." Qu Tan'er shook her head, looking at the golden token in her hand, then shook her head again, looking regretful.
"How about this, I'll offer two hundred taels, that's my final offer. If you're still not satisfied, I'm afraid you'll have to try another pawnshop." The shopkeeper extended two fingers, reluctantly doubling his initial offer.
"Is that all?"
"That's all."
