Lin Ming wanted to see how inscription masters made money, but this was the floor where inscription products were sold so he could only spend the money to come here.
“This is Master Baihong’s work?” A young noble asked as he stepped forward. He was obviously attracted by the renown of this master’s work. “Do you have any proof, clerk?”
“Certainly Young Master, we have proof that even Master Baihong’s own master will approve. Be reassured Young Master, that the goods at this trading hall have their providence known! If not, then we will compensate at ten times the price!”
“…Hmm… how much gold?”
“1500 gold taels, if you have the VIP card we can also offer a 10% discount.”