The strongest god of wealth

Chapter 311 Old Pen Studio 【Subscription】

"I'm afraid you're pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, kid?"

Regardless of the stall owner who passed out after suffering a big loss, after the two left, Zhuge Wenwu's narrowed eyes stared at Ye Luo from time to time. Now he very much suspected that Ye Luo was not in this business for the first time. Otherwise, how could it be possible to pick up the leak for the first time, and still picked up a big leak!
If you buy it for 3000 yuan, even if you sell it for 5 yuan, it is already sixteen times the profit.

"Tell me! Did you get some kind of system, or was possessed by some old grandfather, and then taught you all kinds of identification knowledge, so you can catch the leak in one fell swoop!"

"I told you to read less novels in normal times. I see that you have been poisoned." Ye Luo wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. This fat man's association ability is really strong, and he was almost guessed. It's just that he won't admit it anymore, so he can only interrupt his urge to continue playing tricks angrily, and ask: "Okay, didn't you say that there is a place that sells antique pens? Let's go and have a look." .”

Under the leadership of Zhuge Wenwu, the two of them came to a corner of Antique Street, where the flow of people was obviously relatively concentrated, and the business of the shops near here was very prosperous.

Before the two came to the shop, the first thing Ye Luo noticed was the gold-lettered signboard above the shop entrance.

"Old Pen Studio!" Ye Luo couldn't help reading out softly. He only felt that the characters on the gold-lettered signboard were magnificent and majestic, and they should have been carefully written by a calligrapher.

The signboard of a store is its facade, which allows customers to immediately improve their awareness of the store before they enter the store, and is attracted by it, and they can't help but walk in.

Unlike other shops that are full of display cabinets and glass covers, this old pen studio has obviously put a lot of effort into the interior decoration and layout. As soon as you enter the door, it gives people an antique feeling, and there are four treasures of ancient scholars everywhere. Folding fans, which are necessary for romantic figures in ancient times, and so on.

And judging from the number of items in the store, this old pen shop is obviously taking the boutique route. The things are not mixed up like other shops, and all the things are placed in wooden cabinets, but the price does not look cheap. up.

"Please sit down, two guests, come and taste my newly bought Biluochun."

In the corner of the shop, there is a place for entertaining guests, a square table with a stable shape, a few small and exquisite bamboo and rattan chairs, and a complete set of tea tables and tea making utensils on the table.

It's better to come early than to come by coincidence. When the two of them entered the door, it happened to be the time when the shopkeeper was boiling the water. After the shopkeeper greeted the two of them, he took out the tea set and washed it with hot water first. After two or three minutes, a pot of fragrant tea has been placed on the coffee table, and the number is exactly three cups.

"Two come over and taste how it tastes."

A thousand cups of wine are rare for a bosom friend, and the same is true for tea with a bosom friend. The shopkeeper is not the kind of aloof and self-admiring, and there is a bit of anticipation on his face, as if he hopes to get the approval from the guests.

"Delicious!"

Zhuge Wenwu was also polite, walked over and picked up a cup generously like a cow chewing peonies. After eating the whole cup, he was speechless and began to taste it. After a few seconds, he gave an evaluation: "The tea is very fragrant and the temperature is just right. It's just that the amount is a little less, and it doesn't quench your thirst!"

"Hahaha~ Little Fatty is really temperamental, this summary is very incisive!" The shopkeeper was not angry with Zhuge Wenwu's behavior, on the contrary he admired it very much, and said with a smile on his face: "My surname is Bi, you call me Lao Just finish. I don’t know what the two little brothers want to buy when they come to me?”

"It's like this. I want to buy a pen as a gift for the elders, but I think this pen is more meaningful and the price should not be too expensive." Ye Luo said the request, antiques, of course. The higher the price, the better, but if the price is too high to give to Professor Yan as a gift, the other party will definitely not accept it, so I can only settle for the next best thing and choose to find a pen that is more meaningful and not too expensive up.

"What's the name of this little brother?"

"Boss Bi can just call me Ye Luo."

"Brother Ye, I can see that you want to give this gift to the elders, but you are afraid that the price will be too expensive and you will be rejected? This requirement may not be satisfied if you go to other stores, but fortunately you I chose to come to Laobizhai! Please wait a moment!"

After finishing speaking, the boss stood up from his seat and walked into the back hall. He didn't worry about the two of them taking the things in the front hall. When he came out a few minutes later, he was holding a black The box came to the counter.

"Brother Ye, see if this pen suits you."

Lao Bi gently pushed the black box in front of Ye Luo.

Looking at the length of the black box, Ye Luo knew that it was unlikely that it contained a writing brush. It must have been a modern brush, but it was impossible to guess what kind of brush it was.

If you can't figure it out, then don't guess, just reveal the answer directly!
He gently opened the black box, and there was a delicate pen lying quietly on the golden silk.

The cap and barrel of this fountain pen are actually made of ceramic material, and the bamboo pattern with Chinese cultural meaning is printed on it. The straight green bamboo breaks through the soil and is indomitable, just like a pair of exquisite pens. The ink painting looks exquisite, definitely not comparable to ordinary pens.

The moment he saw this pen, Zhuge Wenwu couldn't help showing surprise on his face. He didn't expect such a pen to exist in this old pen studio.

"Boss Bi, can I pick it up and have a look?"

"random."

Ye Luo nodded. After thanking the boss, he picked up the pen from the box. It was very warm in the hand, and the ceramic material on it was even more soft and not slippery. An ink painting of bamboo is even more amazing. Turn the whole pen slowly and observe carefully, and suddenly see a line of small characters, "Keep firm on the green hills, and the roots are in the broken rocks, Zheng", seeing this, Even an idiot would know how extraordinary this fountain pen is.

This made Ye Luo subconsciously couldn't help but use the appraisal function on this pen to appraise it. In order to understand this pen, the [-] reputation points are definitely worth it, and seeing the results described by the system is even more so. Surprised him a bit!

　Two chapters have been blocked, and the preserved eggs are being revised!
　　
　
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