C67 Selling antiques

After Daoist Master Qingfeng heard what I said, he didn't say much and just turned around to enter the house. In less than five minutes, he came out with a stack of money and handed it over to me.

"Here's Thirteen. Do you want two thousand?" Daoist Master Qingfeng said as he handed the money in his hand to me.

Looking at the money in Daoist Priest Qing Feng's hands, I was a little flattered