Chapter 252: Bargaining

"Hey, young lady, looking to buy something?" an old man with white hair and a wrinkled face called out to Catherine. Catherine glanced at his stall, which displayed a few small antique items. These items seemed suitable for a birthday gift. "My ex-husband passed away. I'm picking something to bury with him," Catherine said, squatting down to examine the antiques, making up a story as she went along. In her previous missions, Catherine never showed her true face. Now that she wanted to have her own life, she no longer used disguises. The old man looked at Catherine’s face and subtly signaled to a teenage boy standing at a distance. "Is this from the official kilns?" Catherine asked, inspecting a small sky-blue porcelain jar with a clean, finely cracked glaze. It was clearly well-preserved. "Oh, young lady, you have a good eye! This cracked ice pattern cup has been passed down in my family for generations. To be honest, my ancestors were craftsmen at the official kilns and secretl