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.
"Na 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 soone? 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 so foreign script was indeed engraved.
’Is this thing really an import?’
It wasn’t that he couldn’t afford it. The main thing was that spending three hundred yuan on a fountain pen seed a little extravagant.
"Two hundred."
Without another word, Gu Jiaojiao took the pen and turned to leave.
Ji Mao Tou panicked. "Hey, don’t go! Three hundred it is."
Only then did Gu Jiaojiao turn back and hand him the pen.
Ji Mao Tou couldn’t help but mutter, "What kind of business is this? You don’t even bargain, you just turn and leave."
Gu Jiaojiao said nothing.
Resigned, Ji Mao Tou checked the pen one last ti. Seeing no issues, he handed Gu Jiaojiao thirty ten-yuan notes.
Gu Jiaojiao said little else, simply turning and walking away.
Ji Mao Tou didn’t mind. He had originally planned to take a stroll through the market anyway.
But now that he had gotten his hands on sothing good, he decided to go deliver it to his Brother Leng instead.
Ji Mao Tou ducked into a house, wheeled out a vintage 28-inch roadster, and rode off.
With the money in hand, Gu Jiaojiao went back to wander through the black market.
Because of her earlier transaction, the people at the entrance didn’t stop her and let her right in.
The black market was bustling with activity, and there were many things for sale, though nothing was cheap. Gu Jiaojiao had wanted to buy so fine grains, but she was too late—they were all sold out.
Resigned, Gu Jiaojiao ended up buying two small chicks to take ho.
In the Qingshan Team, each household was allowed to raise two chickens. Since Leng Yuan had been living alone, he hadn’t bothered to keep any.
Gu Jiaojiao had been quite envious watching others collect fresh eggs every day, so she decided to buy a couple to raise herself.
She carried the chicks back to the eting spot, where Yu Fangfang and two other won from the team had already returned.
Only Xu Wenwan was nowhere to be seen.
One of the won couldn’t help but ask Yu Fangfang, "Fangfang, where’s your sister-in-law?"
Yu Fangfang shook her head. "We went our separate ways after getting off the ox-cart. I don’t know what she went to do."
She had co to the County Town this ti because her family was out of salt. She also needed to buy so fabric to make clothes for her child, so she planned to get everything in one trip.
When Xu Wenwan heard about the trip, she had thrown a fit until her family let her co along.
It was already past the appointed ti, and the whole cartload of people was waiting on Xu Wenwan. The two other won were starting to get annoyed.
They had a pile of chores waiting for them back ho!
Xu Wenwan wasn’t just wasting her own ti; she was wasting everyone’s.
Yu Fangfang could only offer an apologetic smile.
But Gu Jiaojiao spoke up. "Fangfang, what does this have to do with you? You’re not the one who’s late. This is Xu Wenwan’s problem."
’I used to just think my cousin was the jealous type,’ Gu Jiaojiao thought. ’Now I see she’s both stupid and malicious.’
’She always acts like a princess who expects the whole world to revolve around her. The mont soone doesn’t, she despises them for it.’
’Her aunt often says my cousin is just a child who hasn’t grown up.’
Gu Jiaojiao scoffed at the idea. ’Don’t insult children. A five-year-old has more sense than her.’
’She spends all day looking for trouble and making other people clean up her sses. It seems that habit didn’t change even after transmigrating into a novel.’
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