After saying this, Zhang Yue left with peace of mind.

After Zhang Yue left, Ouyang Fa asked, "Madam, how much are these hairpins worth?"

Wu said: "I saw it last time at the Daxiangguo Temple. At least it's worth forty or fifty guan. If it's a pair, it's worth 180 guan."

Ouyang Fa couldn't help but slap his legs and said: "It's so valuable, how did you accept it? Your Wu family has so much wealth that you can't use it up, how can you like a pair of jade hairpins?"

Wu glanced at Ouyang Fa and said, "What do you know? This hairpin is not worth much, it is Zhang Sanlang's heart."

Ouyang Fa shook his head and said: "I only care about you women being happy, but it only makes people hungry."

Wu said: "You underestimate this Mr. Zhang Sanlang. But then again, you bring gold and stone antiques to your home every day, but you never bring me a few hairpins. I think this pair of hairpins is not worth buying, no matter how expensive they are."

What about the furnishings in your study?"

When Ouyang Fa heard this, he couldn't help but know that he had shot himself in the foot.

"Madam, where do you start talking about this...?"

Wu said: "Let's start with Zhang Sanlang. You are so caring at your age. How about you?"

After saying that, Wu snorted and turned around, taking away the box containing the hosta before leaving.
Chapter completed!