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In the end, Pei Qian picked out two gifts, one of which was for Chen Ping'an. It was an exquisite writing brush that was said to have come from the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and it had cost Pei Qian a single snowflake coin. The brush had been just one of many in a beautiful porcelain container, and Pei Qian had gotten up onto the tips of her toes and meticulously looked through every single brush in the container for fifteen minutes before finally settling on this one.
The entire time, Cui Dongshan had stood beside her, giving her advice. However, it seemed that his advice wasn't welcome, and Pei Qian completely ignored him as she sifted through the cluster of brushes on her own. The old shopkeeper was very amused by their interactions, and he wasn't annoyed at all by how much time Pei Qian had taken to select a brush.
The vast majority of outsiders who came to travel on Stalactite Mountain had plenty of money to spend, so it was quite a breath of fresh air for the shopkeeper to see such a stingy and meticulously selective girl like Pei Qian.
The other gift was one that Pei Qian had prepared for her master's future wife, and it had cost her as many as three snowflake coins. It was a piece of letter paper with iridescent clouds flowing over its surface, and occasionally a bright moon would peek through, presenting a wondrous and mesmerizing sight.
Pei Qian's little scented pouch was mostly filled with scrap silver and copper coins, so even after spending those four snowflake coins on the two gifts, the pouch didn't appear to have been physically depleted by much. However, it was now missing its core pillars, and that was a rather sobering thought for Pei Qian. She heaved a forlorn sigh as she carefully tucked the scented pouch back up her sleeve.
She was certainly...
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