"How much is this hairpin?" Big Bull, without a second thought, looked up and asked the jewelry vendor.
"Not much, just one piece of silver. Little brother, let me tell you, this hairpin is a fine piece, delicately crafted, and it's even made of gold." The jewelry vendor, with a smooth-tongued chatter, went on and on.
"It is quite nice."
Xuexue wasn't interested in it because it was a gold hairpin, but because its craftsmanship was very exquisite and the style was simple; it just looked comforting. However, before she could finish speaking—
Big Bull pulled out a piece of silver from his pocket and handed it to her, "Granny, we'll take this hairpin."
"Alright!"
The deal was made so easily that the jewelry vendor was overjoyed. She had never seen such a generous customer before. She accepted the silver, laughing merrily, "Brother, you really know how to pamper your wife."
"Yeah," Big Bull agreed, nodding his head like crazy, his face split into a silly smile.
