The boss's eyes flickered to the counter, scanning its contents, "Alright, since I'm not doing any business today anyway, I'll take a loss this once, but you can only choose from what's inside this counter." Inside the counter were small trinkets like seals, calligraphy brushes, inkstones, and the like, not worth much money. If she could really produce a hundred thousand to buy the painting, let alone choose one, giving her two wouldn't be a problem.
Song Yan Ning nodded, walked to the counter, and surveyed the items within. Her gaze eventually settled on a calligraphy brush, and she raised her hand to point at it, "I'll take this brush."
The boss looked at the calligraphy brush Song Yan Ning was pointing at and felt a secret joy, "Okay!" He had acquired that brush, too. The person who sold it to him had said that the brush and the bronze jade pieces were all dug up from the ground.
