Ouyang Bing clutched his brocade bag, struck by an ominous premonition.
However, curiosity overcame this unfounded feeling. "Let me take a look first."
Gu Wenheng didn't hold back either. He opened the bag as wide as possible and laid out the items one by one.
An ordinary ballpoint pen, a tin frog toy, a vintage-style pocket watch, and a few small pieces of jewelry inlaid with crushed diamonds.
"How much are you asking for these?" Ouyang Bing found it hard to part with any of them after examining each piece, playing with every single item in his hands for a long time.
Even the usually dull Mudou was staring at these novelties without blinking.
"This..." Gu Wenheng looked troubled. "We don't want to sell them."
Ouyang Bing flipped through all the money tickets in his brocade bag and casually counted them. "I still have six hundred taels of Silver here, which is my entire fortune. With this Silver, you could buy a small estate. Wouldn't that be better than hoarding these?"
