Wu Yihao got up and wandered around the shop, looking at the items, exclaiming as he went: "Wow, is this really something from the Song Dynasty? Eh? This is a Qing Dynasty snuff bottle... Let me check the price. Wow! It's this expensive? Although these really are antiques, this one should be at most hundreds of thousands, but the price tag says a million—are you serious? And this one, at most half a million, but it's priced at five million, are you serious? Is this a scam shop?"
"Do you know about antiques?" Cui Wenyan was somewhat surprised, as she often watched over the shop and occasionally, to pass the time, practiced using her Spiritual Eye with these items, which indeed revealed their origins. Wu Yihao's remarks were entirely correct.
"My dad likes antiques, so I've picked up a bit by ear and eye. But, Cui Wenyan, let me say something disrespectful here, is your aunt's shop really not a scam shop? Are there really fools who would buy?" Wu Yihao cautiously asked.
