But Eric Bennett's behavior really didn't have the slightest characteristic of a house servant. When he looked at you, there was no arrogance, but also no inferiority—perhaps more like a friend.

When this thought arose, she herself was a bit surprised. Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked Eric Bennett that question. Relying on a woman's intuition, she knew Eric Bennett was a capable person.

But even the most capable people can make mistakes in judgment.

Not only did Mr. Turner and George Miller notice, even Grace Clark knew that these spade coins were worthless. Nowadays, in these troubled times, currency minting and usage were extremely chaotic. Most of the common people outside Xudu city didn't use the copper coins minted by the authorities, but rather bartered goods. Xudu city had finally enjoyed a few years of peace, and the currency system had somewhat returned to normal. The powerful still mostly used gold and silver for transactions, while commoners gradually used copper coins. A string of coins was already a considerable sum for ordinary people.

For Eric Bennett to offer a whole string of coins to buy utterly useless spade coins was certainly a questionable move.

But Howard Grant had no problem at all. Upon hearing Eric Bennett's offer, he nearly jumped up. "Young Master Dan, I have no problem with that. This thing is yours."

He almost forced the cloth bag into Eric Bennett's hands, then looked at Eric Bennett eagerly. Eric Bennett turned to look at Mr. Turner and James Turner. Mr. Turner, seeing the young lady neither agreeing nor objecting, also remained silent. As the manager of the pawnshop, he was essentially the CEO of this company and had to consider the shareholders' interests—he certainly wouldn't do a money-losing business.

George Miller was even more indifferent, saying, "Eric Bennett, right? The Cao Family Pawnshop doesn't accept this worthless scrap metal."

He had already found the kid annoying. Where did this ignorant brat come from? Did he really think that just because he stood beside the young lady, he could call the shots at the pawnshop?

"Huh?" Howard Grant was dumbfounded, only able to look at Eric Bennett pleadingly.

Eric Bennett pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked at Grace Clark and smiled, "Young lady, I have no money. Could you lend me a string of coins? Give me seven days, and I will definitely pay you back."

Grace Clark was a bit surprised. Daisy couldn't help but say, "Who do you think you are... Can you even earn a string of coins in a year..." She didn't finish before Grace Clark waved her hand to stop her.

"Alright, I'll lend you the money. Daisy, give him a string of coins."

Mr. Turner and George Miller's eyes immediately widened. Daisy was also quite surprised, but seeing the young lady's unquestionable expression, she muttered a few words, then finally took a string of coins from her embroidered pouch and handed it to Eric Bennett.

Eric Bennett immediately handed it to Howard Grant. Howard Grant was overjoyed, suddenly knelt down, and kowtowed forcefully, saying, "Young Master Dan, thank you for your great kindness."

After expressing his gratitude a thousand times, Howard Grant left. Eric Bennett smiled, and before he could turn around, he heard Mr. Turner say, "Young lady, may I have a word with you?"

Grace Clark nodded and walked a few steps away with Mr. Turner. Mr. Turner coughed and lowered his voice, "Young lady, I don't know if I should say this or not."

"Go ahead."

"This Eric Bennett, well, he does have some insight, but in my opinion, he's not cut out for business," Mr. Turner said softly. This was a fair assessment, he thought. Whether or not the third master chose this person as an apprentice, this needed to be said.

Grace Clark smiled, "I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Uncle Liu."

Mr. Turner hurriedly responded modestly. Grace Clark continued, "By the way, please keep an eye on the matter Third Uncle instructed, Uncle Liu."

After giving her instructions, she got into the carriage, glanced at Eric Bennett, and said, "Eric Bennett, let's go back to the residence."

The carriage slowly moved down the long street. As they neared the Cao residence, Grace Clark suddenly lifted the window curtain and said, "Eric Bennett, can I ask you something?"

Daisy pouted again, thinking to herself, What's gotten into the young lady today, being so polite to a house servant?

Eric Bennett smiled and said, "You're too kind, young lady. If I know the answer, I'll do my best to reply." He thought to himself, Women are always curious. For this young lady to hold back until now before asking is already quite impressive.

"Yesterday, Third Uncle asked you to pick the most valuable item among seven things. Why didn't you choose?" Grace Clark asked softly.

Eric Bennett was taken aback. He hadn't expected the young lady to remember this.

"You said you would do your best to answer," Grace Clark said with a faint smile.

Eric Bennett also smiled, "Actually, I couldn't choose."

"I don't believe that," Grace Clark said slowly. "Someone who can tell the era of all seven items at a glance, and even arrange them in order, how could you not see the value of those seven things?"

Eric Bennett's heart trembled. When he picked up and put down the items, arranging them in chronological order, he had already noticed Grace Clark's confusion. He knew that the person who understood the answer was definitely not Grace Clark.

So the one who knew the answer was Mr. William Clark.

This Mr. William Clark was both mysterious and insightful. Just who was he? How could someone like that leave no trace in the long river of history?

He quickly calmed himself and explained, "Strictly speaking, I couldn't see the value of those seven items in Mr. William's eyes."

"Is there a difference?" Grace Clark was startled, then suddenly had a flash of insight. She immediately said, "You mean... the value of things depends on the person, not the object itself? You didn't know Third Uncle's intentions, so you couldn't judge the true value of those seven items in his eyes?"