Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1177 This comb is called Whitehead

Chapter 1177                                                            �

Ye Siming gently stroked Gu Nuoer.

He asked calmly, "Can you see it?"

Gu Nuoer put a small hand around the boy's head.

I looked up and saw that the situation inside was clear!

Gu Nuoer's voice was sweet and soft: "I saw it!"

"Wow, I'm playing archery."

Ling Ping looked at Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer with relish.

He couldn't help but be anxious, and squeezed in and said, "I'll take a look, too!"

I saw a few men who looked like they were wandering and performing, holding a target in their hands, moving back and forth.

Not far ahead of them, there was a guest in thick clothes, who was barely pulling his bow.

But his arrows go up and down.

It was because the men holding the targets moved too fast.

When the guest loosened his fingers, the arrow immediately left the string.

But before he could hit the target, he landed directly on the side.

Right or correct.

The guest was a little annoyed and stomped his feet and scolded: "You can't shoot at all, you're cheating money!"

"A shot of an arrow will cost fifty taels! Refund the money!" The guest said unyieldingly.

Standing aside, the little businessman with a round face and a fat belly rubbed his hands and smiled.

"This guest, we earn all the hard money."

"You think, if this arrow accidentally hits our guy."

"If this is a minor injury, it can be cured. If there is a big problem with ejaculation, will you compensate or not?"

The guest heard the words, dodged his face, and said with a stern look, "Why should I pay for it? This is your choice!"

The little businessman smiled and said nothing: "It's true, so how can I get you back? We earn hard money."

The guest officials knew that they were not as erotic as these wandering and performing skills.

He could only shake his sleeves hard: "Forget it, I'm unlucky to meet you!"

After saying that, he left directly.

People around you whisper—

"Fifty-two times per time, it looks fun, but it's really expensive."

"Who said no? It's all the money we spent in three months."

"But look at the reward, it's really tempting. It seems that it's worth 500 taels, right?"

"More than that! That's an old object a hundred years ago, it's antiques, so it must be even more expensive."

When Gu Nuoer heard their conversation, she couldn't help but lift her slender eyelashes and look forward.

I saw a thin and half-human-high mahogany bracket behind the men holding the target.

There is also a smaller shelf on it, gently dragging a jade comb.

Perhaps it is old, and there is a small gap at the end of the comb.

But it cannot cover up its green, tender and clear whole body, and the jade texture is clear.

In the sun, there is a thick imperial green hues.

If you want to talk about this piece of jade, it may be worth thousands of taels.

What's more, the carving looks so delicate.

The little guy blinked, looking a little strange.

But it's not as good as you like.

After all, when I was at home, my second brother Gu Zitang gave her many good jade carvings toys.

At this time, the little businessman continued to shout.

"Don't miss it when you pass by. The younger ones travel around the world and are unable to get much money after passing by the treasure land."

"We have such a treasure we bought in our early years, which was bought from a down-and-out aristocratic master."

"This comb has a nice name, called 'white hair comb'. Legend has it that if you use this comb to comb your hair, the two of you will never be separated and will be so loving that you will be white."
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next