Examination Questions

Old Zhao hesitated, but Old Tao interjected, "Since you've taken it out, you must show it to others. Otherwise, you..."

"Alright! Got it!" Old Zhao interrupted Old Tao impatiently.

"I'll show you, I'll show you!" Old Zhao said as he opened the box in front of Xia Wan again.

Xia Wan lowered her head to look at the fabric once more. Although it was small, the patterns on its surface were clear and the colors distinct. There were also obvious weaving marks on the fabric.

She frowned and thought for a while, then asked Old Tao and Old Zhao, "Is this silk?"

Xia Wan's question made the two old men's eyes widen.

Old Tao looked at Old Zhao excitedly. "What did I tell you?"

Old Zhao, suppressing his excitement, stared at Xia Wan. "What else do you know?"

Xia Wan carefully recalled the information she had read before and slowly said, "An inch of silk is an inch of gold. Since the Song Dynasty, silk has been exclusive to the royal family.