The shop owner was a middle-aged man. Hearing the question, he glanced at the scroll in Zhang Mengyao's arms and instantly
his eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Oh, are you two here to sell paintings?"
"No, just painted it for fun. I want to get it mounted," Lin Xian explained.
Upon hearing that they weren't selling, the owner lost interest and said, "Exit the market, turn left, and there's a small alley about 150 meters away. There are several shops that do mounting there."
"Thanks, boss!"
Lin Xian expressed his gratitude and led Zhang Mengyao out of the store.
All set!
Following the middle-aged owner's directions, the two quickly found the alley.
Compared to the traded market alley, this alley appeared particularly desolate, with hardly any pedestrians to be seen.
Strolling through it, Lin Xian soon discovered a framing shop.
Wenfang Pavilion!
The shop entrance was both unpretentious yet subtly elegant.
"Let's go in and take a look!"
