Treasure Eye

The shop had a good selection of Shangmingqian Longjing tea, so Yang Bo, after the tea was served, gave it a once-over. The customer appeared to be in his fifties and was deep in conversation with the shopkeeper. On the table lay a blue and white mallet-shaped vase.,Yang Bo nodded slightly, "Business was too busy at the box restaurant today, I queued!",The old beggar held the glass bead in his hand. He'd been holding onto it all along!。