"Where did you get this?"
"Goodies like this usually end up at folk markets. Once it's deemed authentic, it would be sold or auctioned off. Some traders save it for the right buyer. I actually know a friend in the auction business, when I called he said the piece was still available. It'll be delivered at around noon today."
Qin Chu's father was speechless. Up until right this moment, he always treated Pudding like a child. Never did he think that his granddaughter would buy something so rare and expensive for him, just because he said he liked it while watching some TV show.
All Pudding did was call a friend? She has friends in the auction business? What kind of world was he living in? She was still a toddler!
"Pudding, how much did you spend on it?" Grandpa Qin was aware how pricy wooden carvings could be; plus, the one Pudding just showed him was a one-piece carving.
"It wasn't much," Pudding said nonchalantly.
"How much is not much?"
