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The shopkeeper, Xu Huan, was a man in his forties with a round, festive face, and his smile was genuine and warm.
Fu Jingwen's face showed shock, and she lowered her voice, filled with doubt, "Elder sister, this Silver House is..."
She seldom went out, but she had heard of the "Old Craftsman Silver House." The business of this Silver House wasn't very prosperous in the past, and the jewelry it offered was relatively plain. However, recently it was said that over the past few months, the "Old Craftsman Silver House" had employed a new jeweler whose designs had become very popular among the nobility.
Her husband had casually mentioned that the Prime Minister's Wife had said something about it, and had ordered a pair of earrings for both her and her mother-in-law, costing several hundred taels of silver. The pair of them had felt the pinch for quite some time.
