"I'm surprised you actually managed to get this one. I acquired this Zisha tea set from a friend. It's preserved from the Song Dynasty, basically an heirloom.
If his family hadn't fallen on hard times and desperately needed the money, he never would have sold it. I'm not trying to rip you off—two million, and it's yours."
Yun Zijin picked up the Zisha tea set and examined it for a long while. Although she couldn't tell what was so special about it, it certainly felt excellent in her hands.
"Okay. Swipe my card."
Yun Zijin used her left hand to pass her Black Gold Card to Li Bingzhen.
When Li Bingzhen saw the Black Gold Card in Yun Zijin's hand, he raised an eyebrow slightly. He hadn't expected to run into such a big spender today.
"Alrighty, I'll wrap this up for you. Be careful on your way out. Once you walk out that door, I'm not responsible if it gets bumped or broken."
This was an unwritten rule on Antique Street: all sales are final.
