"This is truly precious, young lady. What good would it do me to lie to you?" the shopkeeper said with a wry smile. "If you don't believe me, how about having your daughter sell the bracelet to me? One thousand taels of silver, how about that?"

Although the beads are of good quality, Nanhong is not worth that much money.

Even if it was the finest red coral, a bead that small would not be worth a thousand taels of silver.

Feng Xun was shocked by his asking price and thought to himself, wow, I never realized that such an inconspicuous string of beads could be so valuable!

The Third Master is indeed a man who never reveals his true identity.

But on second thought, let alone one thousand taels of silver, even ten thousand taels of silver would be nothing to the girl.

The girl spent tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Before leaving, she gave Mr. Fu Sanye 200,000 taels of silver and food.

Could it be that Mr. Fu San was reluctant to let the girl go, so he deliberately gave her an expensive bracelet?

But on second thought, Mr. Fu San is not that kind of person.

The main thing is that he didn't mention a word about the value of the beads.

If they hadn't happened to meet the chatty shop owner today, they would probably never have known that this necklace was so valuable.

But Feng Xun did not show it.

She said, "Who needs your one thousand pieces of silver?"

"I don't really dare to spend one thousand taels of silver to buy that string of beads. I just want to tell you that it is indeed very valuable, right?" The shopkeeper said with a good-natured smile.

Anyone who can make him money is his ancestor and must be worshipped.

"Then tell me, what kind of beads are so precious?" Feng Xun asked again.

It was normal that she didn't know. The girl didn't recognize her, which made her feel unsure and she always suspected that the owner was fooling her.

"That's the eye of a Javanese fish." The shop owner explained it very clearly.

"Nonsense, fish eyes are as hard as stone? And you saw the eyeballs?"

"Of course, these are not the eyes of a living fish. Instead, they are the eyes of a petrified fish that was carefully extracted after thousands of years of vicissitudes of life."

First of all, this kind of fish is very rare. Secondly, because the whole fish has been petrified, it is extremely difficult to take out the fish eyes intact.

The most difficult thing is to put them together into a string with beads of uniform size.

"When my family was still rich, my father got one and treated it like a treasure, not showing it to anyone else. I was favored and often got to take a look at it when he took it out."

I don’t know if it was because he was thinking of his deceased father, or the glory of his family, or both, but there was an indelible melancholy in the shop owner’s eyes.

"Later, the family fell into ruin, and no one knows where the things went... Young lady," the shop owner suddenly became excited, "could you please ask your daughter if she could sell me just one pearl? Just one will do. I'd be willing to pay her all for it."

Feng Xun was deeply shocked.

This thing has such a strange origin.

In this sense, it is a priceless treasure.

"Nonsense, my daughter needs that little money from you?" She glared at the shopkeeper. "Besides, you're so old, how can you not be calm at all? You spent all your family wealth on a pearl that can't be eaten or drunk. What will happen to your wife and children? Will they starve to death while you guard the pearl?"

The shop owner had just said that on impulse, but after Feng Xun's words, he finally came to his senses and said rather embarrassedly, "Miss, you're right, I was just being crazy."

Feng Xun got the answer he wanted to ask, so he didn't stay any longer and hurried out to find Song Qingci.

Song Qingci was standing in front of a stall selling game with great interest.

There are pheasants, hares, even deer and roe deer in front of the stall...

Liaodong is rich in resources, and many people make a living by hunting. There are many game stalls like this on the streets.

"Miss, what are you looking at?" Feng Xun asked curiously.

"Squirrel." Song Qingci pointed to the cage next to the stall owner.

She wanted to buy some for Jinyue and Xunxun to play with.

"Where's Sister Hoshino?"

"She just said she had something to do and left."

Hoshino is gone?

Feng Xun breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he thought to himself, could it be that they have found out where Fu An is?

The stall owner smiled and said, "This is an unexpected gain. I originally wanted to bring it back for my youngest son to play with. If the girl likes it, just give her a few dozen coins and take it away."

Feng Xun: "A few dozen coins? A pheasant only costs a few coins, you want a few dozen coins?"

The stall owner felt a little embarrassed by what she said.

He really thought that those who could spend their spare money to buy this were from wealthy families.

"I'd like a few more coins to buy some fabric for my daughter," the stall owner explained sheepishly. "How about twenty coins?"

Song Qingci said, "How can you do that? You're going to bring it to the child to play with."

Feng Xun: "...Miss, for a child from a poor family, everything is a toy. What's more, he can get more in the future! You will never meet a fool like me again."

Song Qingci: "..."

Stall owner: “…”

Feng Xun succeeded in speaking his own words and leaving others speechless.

This guy becomes arrogant whenever Hoshino is not around.

"You are lying. You were thinking of giving it to your youngest son to play with, but you said you were buying the fabric for your daughter." Feng Xun asked the stall owner again.

The stall owner said hurriedly, "My wife passed away two years ago, leaving behind a son and a daughter. My son is so naughty that he climbs up the roof every day, and my daughter has grown up and has to help take care of her younger brother every day. I feel sorry for my daughter, a child from a poor family has to grow up early. I thought of giving the boy some toys to play with, so that my daughter can have some fun. If I can make her a new flowered jacket to make her happy, even if I am tired, it won't be tiring at all."

Song Qingci really couldn't bear to hear such things, so he gave the stall owner a hundred coins.

The stall owner was very grateful.

Feng Xun said, "This extra money is because my daughter is kind and feels sorry for your eldest daughter. Go back and buy her some nice clothes, or use it as a subsidy for your son."

Most people in the world value boys over girls. The man in front of me may not be unduly patriarchal, but he still knows how to feel sorry for his daughter, which is already commendable.

The stall owner nodded repeatedly.

Song Qingci and his servant bought a lot of things at the foot of the mountain and returned home with a full load.

After they returned, they found that Hoshino had not returned.

"Fu An, Fu An?" Feng Xun shouted in the yard.

No one responded after a long while.

Feng Xun said to Song Qingci, "Miss, try calling him."

Song Qingci: "...Why should I call him?"

She didn't want to see Fu An's cold face. Why would she provoke him for no reason?

"See if he's back." Feng Xun said, "I suspect Xingye went to look for him. I called him, but he ignored me. If you call him, he'll at least give you some face."

Song Qingci: "..."

Really not.

Her face isn't that big.

"Fu An hasn't come back yet." Mr. Fu San came out of the house and said.

The little girl's face was flushed, probably because of the strong wind.

After just one day of not seeing each other, the yard became so quiet that it made people feel uncomfortable.

Mr. Fu San also felt strange. Why did Fu An, who was ordered to protect her, not come back with Song Qingci at this time?

This is very wrong.