Ye Jiajia softly scratched Gu Xu's fingers and whispered a reminder to him.
"Gu Xu, this Guzheng is already quite good." She knew Gu Xu certainly wanted to buy a more expensive, better quality one, but she couldn't bear to see the money spent, "No need to look at the others."
Yet, the salesperson in front of them had already informed Gu Xu that the higher-quality instruments were upstairs. So, Gu Xu hurriedly tightened his grip on her hand, and quickly followed the salesperson upstairs, undeterred by Ye Jiajia's warnings.
Once they reached the second floor, the salesperson introduced several types of Guzheng to Gu Xu.
In the end, Gu Xu stood in front of a Guzheng named the Songfeng Heyun. As he examined the instrument, his eyes lit up with admiration.
Most of the instruments on the first floor were price tagged, but those on the second floor were not.
Ye Jiajia carefully asked, "What's the price of the Songfeng Heyun?"
