Fu Siying heard Huangfu Yinteng's praise and couldn't help but smile. She turned her head to ask the owner, "This guzheng is nice. How much is it?" She was very satisfied with this guzheng. Without even mentioning its appearance, just the transparent and clear sound, warm and solid, with scales that connected perfectly, was very good.
He Jiamo glanced at her, "Miss Qiao truly has good taste. This guzheng is the best in our store and also our store's treasure, made with Xiaoye rosewood inlays, priced at six hundred thousand. I just said, since Miss Qiao plays so well, we'll sell it to you at half price."
Fu Siying raised an eyebrow, "Wouldn't you be losing money by giving a fifty percent discount?"
"A good zither should be owned by someone who appreciates it. Only someone like Miss Qiao, who plays so well, can do it justice." He Jiamo smiled in return. No wonder she could attract Young Master Teng's attention. This girl is not only beautiful but also plays the guzheng so well.
