Wu Haoli curled his lips and smiled, "I got it in another province while negotiating business, thinking of your unique way of holding the pen, you should like this. Every time you use charcoal to write it's easy to dirty your hands, isn't it?"
Muniang smiled gratefully, "Such a delicate quill pen is really rare, thank you so much."
She originally planned to get a quill pen herself, but could never make it right; this pen looks simple, but if you don't know the craft, it won't even hold ink properly to write. Muniang tried to make a few and all were failures, so she simply used charcoal instead.
Wu Haoli curled his lips and smiled again, "I knew you'd like it. I heard this one can keep writing as long as it's dipped in ink. It should be more convenient for you now. But this thing is very rare, I just happened to get one, so I don't have any more."
"Yeah, it's my first time seeing one too, it really is rare," Muniang said, holding the feather pen as if she couldn't let go.
