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The manager pointed to a finely crafted wooden box on the display and said to Lin Jing:
“Would this kind be alright?”
Lin Jing looked in the direction he was pointing and then nodded:
“Hmm, it’s fine…”
Thereafter…
The manager took the wooden box down from the display and placed it on the counter, then asked Lin Jing:
“Fellow Daoist, how many of these wooden boxes do you need?”
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