Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 1177: This comb is called Whitehead

Ye Siming's hand gently caressed Gu Nuo'er.

He asked calmly, "Can you see it?"

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

Looking up, the situation inside is clear!

Gu Nuo'er's voice was sweet and soft: "I see!"

"Wow, it's an archery competition."

Ling Ping watched Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer with relish.

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

I saw a few men who looked like they were walking around, holding targets in their hands, moving back and forth.

And not far in front of them, there is a guest officer in rough clothes, who is reluctantly drawing a bow.

But his arrows go up and down for a while.

It was because the men with the targets were moving too fast.

When the guest official's finger loosened, the arrow immediately left the string.

But before hitting the target, he just fell to the side.

Right or wrong.

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

"Fifting an arrow costs fifty taels! Refund!" the guest said reluctantly.

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

"This guest officer, what we earn is hard-earned money."

"You think, if this arrow accidentally hit our buddy."

"If it's a small injury, it can be cured. If it's a big problem, will you pay or not?"

The guest officer heard the words, his face dodged, and he said in a serious tone: "Why should I pay, this is your choice!"

The small businessman smiled but said, "It's true, so how can I give you a refund? What we earn is hard-earned money."

Guest officials know that they are not as neat as these wandering performers.

He could only flick his sleeves fiercely: "Forget it, I am unlucky when I meet you!"

After all, he just left.

The people around were whispering—

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

"Who said no? It's all three months' expenses for our family."

"But look at the reward, it's really tempting. It looks like it's worth five hundred taels, right?"

"More than that! It's an old object from a hundred years ago. It's an antique, and it must be more expensive."

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

I saw that behind the men holding the archery target, there was a slender mahogany holder half-human height.

There is also a smaller shelf above, gently dragging a sapphire comb.

Xu is a long time ago, and there is a small gap at the end of the comb.

But it couldn't hide the tenderness and translucency of its whole body at all, and the jade quality was clear.

In the sun, it glows with a strong imperial green luster.

To talk about this piece of jade alone, I am afraid it is worth thousands of taels.

What's more, the carving is so fine.

The little guy blinked, looking a little strange.

But not to the point of liking it.

After all, when she was at home, her second brother Gu Zitang had given her a lot of playthings carved from jade.

At this time, the small businessman continued to shout gongs and drums.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the younger ones are going south and north, and they don't have much entanglement after passing through the treasure land."

"We have such a treasure that we bought in the early years. It was bought from a desolate aristocrat."

"This comb has a nice name, it's called 'Whitehead Comb'. Legend has it that if you use this comb to comb your hair, two people will never be separated, and they will be in love until they become whiteheads."

"This comb has been around for a hundred years, and the jade is warm and moist. It has long been a treasure. If it weren't for our brothers who really have no money, we would not want to reluctantly give up our love."