Su Fei frowned, "I'm here to get jewelry."

He said in a deep voice: "Please let a craftsman come and talk to me."

"Do you want to meet our masters? You definitely don't know the prices here. The appearance fee for any master is more than 50,000 yuan. Can you afford it?"

This shopping guide came to work for the first time today, and was scolded by the manager because he let someone in who seemed like he couldn't afford the money.

The man came in and took a few photos, but the manager happened to see it, and he scolded him and pointed at him, why did he let such a person in?

If he couldn't afford the money, wouldn't it be a waste of Master's time? The shopping guide looked at Su Fei as if he couldn't afford the money, so naturally he didn't want to see him.

"I can pay first." Su Fei hated the shopping guide's appearance, but he thought it was important to customize the silver needle, so he didn't argue with him and took out a bank card.

There are hundreds of thousands of dollars in this bank card, which he used for pocket expenses before.

He put the card on the glass cabinet. When the shopping guide saw that he had taken the card, he did not stop him anymore, but went to get a card swiping machine.

Su Fei calmly swiped the card. The card machine beeped, but not even 50,000 yuan came out. The shopping guide's face suddenly sank and he pushed Su Fei.

Su Fei looked at him coldly, "Sorry, I got the wrong card. I'll call someone to send another one."

He indeed picked up the wrong card. The two cards were very similar, so it was normal for him to pick up the wrong card.

And the cards he binds to some payment software can only be used by temporarily transferring money, and require the use of online banking.

Now that he doesn't have the card, and he doesn't remember the card number, he naturally has no way to transfer money to pay online.

But the other party didn't believe him and wanted to drive him away. Just as Su Fei was about to argue with them, there was a commotion at the door.

A manager hurried out from the backstage, came to the door in a hurry, and held the hand of an old man who came.

The old man wore a Chinese tunic suit. He looked somewhat stern and elegant, and he had an elegant temperament.

Su Fei was stunned for a moment. Isn't this old man Grandmaster Han? Why did he come here? Does he have the same purpose as himself?

The old man was worthy of being a grandmaster-level figure, with amazing observation skills. He spotted Su Fei at a glance and smiled at him.

The shopping guide said mockingly: "Do you see, a talent of this level is worthy of a long-established store like ours?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Grandmaster Han walked over and finally stopped in front of Su Fei.

"Uncle Han, why are you here?" Su Fei originally didn't want him to know that he was here to customize silver needles, but it happened to happen to him. He had nothing to hide.

If Grandmaster Han asks, he will tell the truth.

"What are you doing here?" Grandmaster Han asked as expected, but it was just a casual question.

Su Fei smiled and said: "I will customize the silver needle."

Grandmaster Han was not surprised. Looking at Su Fei's strength, his Chinese medicine skills were also insufficient. It was not surprising that he knew some silver needle techniques.

"The reason why you chose this store is because you have good taste. There is a master in the store who is very skilled in making silver needles."

Grandmaster Han introduced him, grabbed Su Fei and walked inside together.

The shopping guide was stunned. The manager had just seen that this shopping guide was rude to Su Fei, but he didn't speak. He didn't expect that he was someone whom Grandmaster Han knew.

After the two of them entered, the manager came to the shopping guide and said to him: "You can leave. People who offend customers are not welcome in our store!"

Last time, he clearly didn't want to offend customers, but he was scolded for letting people with no money enter the store and polluting the atmosphere in the store. Now he did it again by chasing people out according to the manager's request.

The manager sneered and said, "Everything I said is correct. What's wrong is that you don't know how to look at people. If you look at the wrong person, you can only consider yourself unlucky."

The shopping guide has no choice but to admit it himself.

He left aggrievedly, and Su Fei was led into a room by Grandmaster Han. This room was antique, and no matter how you looked at it, it had an ancient charm.

Su Fei liked this place very much. He looked around and saw that there was another door. Then someone seemed to be working and he heard a noise.

After the door opened, a man came out. The man looked like an old man doing art work, wearing a pair of glasses.

"Mr. Fang, where is the silver needle I ordered?" Grandmaster Han shouted.

Old Fang held a box in his hand and put the box on the coffee table.

Grandmaster Han looked at the box. It was a wooden box. After opening the wooden box, he saw several silver needles with cold light.

The silver needle was very thin, at least in Su Fei's opinion, it was extremely thin, like a cow's hair. It was not something that ordinary people could make. He couldn't help but be surprised.

The surprise in Su Fei's eyes was caught by Grandmaster Han. He smiled and said, "This is the silver needle I asked Mr. Fang to customize."

Su Fei nodded, of course he knew about this kind of needle, also called ox hair needle, which is as thin as ox hair, but the quality of this needle is very exquisite.

The ox hair needle must be very tough and can penetrate into the skin or ten layers of rice paper without interruption. Although some skill must be used, the quality requirements for the needle are extremely high, and ordinary people cannot make it at all.

If Mr. Fang can forge it, it means that he is a powerful person. In this forging world, he can also be said to be a master-like existence.

Su Fei looked at Mr. Fang with a hint of respect. He admired skilled craftsmen very much.

"Uncle Han, can you let me see it?" Su Fei's eyes looked expectant.

Grandmaster Han was naturally not stingy. He pushed the box forward and made Su Fei sit opposite him.

He picked up the box and looked at the silver needle. The silver needle, as thin as a cow's hair, was illuminated by the light and reflected a little light.

Su Fei carefully stretched out his hand to pick up an ox hair needle and put it under the light. The ox hair was so thin that Su Fei's eyes lit up.

"Uncle Han, do you mind if I give it a try?"

Su Fei asked politely, and Grandmaster Han naturally didn't mind. With a wave of his hand, Fang had already prepared a dozen rice papers.

I saw Su Fei's fingers flexibly folding the rice paper in half, and then placing the ox-hair needle on top of the layer of rice paper. A thick stack of rice paper, not to mention this ox-hair needle, even an ordinary embroidery needle was difficult to penetrate.

Go ahead.

What an embroidery needle cannot do, an ox-hair needle can really do if it is of good quality if used skillfully.

It's just that if an average person can penetrate ten pieces of rice paper, they are already a master with needles. The pile of folded rice papers in Su Fei's hand had more than ten pieces, and there were dozens of them.

Even if Grandmaster Han had confidence in the quality of the paper and the quality of the ox-hair needles, he didn't think Su Fei could do it. The requirements for needle control were too high.

Grandmaster Han stared at Su Fei's hand without blinking. I saw that he used a little skill in his hand, and his fingers trembled slightly, and the cow-hair needle penetrated dozens of rice papers and pricked them.

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Chapter completed!