His Brother Leng's calligraphy was so fluid and masterful. A pen like this would be a perfect match for him.
An idea sparked in Ji Mao Tou's mind.
"Name your price."
Seeing he was tempted, Gu Jiaojiao knew she had him.
This pen had been purchased by the original owner's scumbag dad for several hundred yuan. Although it was used, the gold was still valuable. Gu Jiaojiao quoted a price of three hundred.
Ji Mao Tou nearly choked.
"Three hundred? Why don't you just rob someone? Do I look like a sucker to you?"
Gu Jiaojiao raised an eyebrow.
"This is an import, and it's solid gold. It originally cost over seven hundred. Even though it's used, three hundred is definitely not a lot."
Ji Mao Tou was skeptical.
Even a lump of gold this size wouldn't be so expensive. But Gu Jiaojiao looked so sure of herself, and she even pointed out a few markings where some foreign script was indeed engraved.
'Is this thing really an import?'
