C59 (2/2)

And it was real gold and silver!

Understanding this, Xiang Caiwei was a little angry.

What six inch silver needle, what pure silver made from pure gold? This was clearly an outsider trying to customize a luxurious silver needle here as a vulgar tool to send gifts.

Traditional Chinese Medicine was a profession that Xiang Caiwei loved, and was also the goal that his grandfather pursued all her life.

Now that her grandfather had passed away, she had to get her Herborn under control no matter what.

Although the current Herborn was a little low, it definitely wouldn't go against the original intentions of the Herborn and help people customize those seemingly useless, faceless Pure Gold Needles!

Chen Mo didn't know what Xiang Caiwei was thinking, he only wanted to customize the silver needles that he needed.

”I'm not joking. Although a six inch long needle was rare, it should be able to be customized! Furthermore, if the materials are more expensive, there's no problem. Every single silver needle requires a hundred, and the same goes for gold needles. Chen Mo carried over five thousand yuan, when he said these words, he was full of confidence.

But to Xiang Caiwei, he was arrogant and conceited, thinking that she would be an impressive upstart if she had a few stinky money.

”Teacher, I have been learning medicine from grandfather since I was young. I have stayed in Hundred Herb Hall for more than twenty years. There aren't many customers who have customized silver needles, but I have seen more than a dozen of them. They usually have a request regarding the hardness and softness of the silver needles, a request that this little girl has never heard of before. ” Xiang Caiwei said without feeling humiliated, but her tone was a bit cold.

Chen Mo's heart was tied to a silver needle, he did not notice her change in attitude, he only wanted to know the result, ”Then this request of mine, can your shop do this?”

”Yes!”

Xiang Caiwei said. It was nothing more than drawing a long silver needle and changing the material of the needle.

Other large pharmacies couldn't do it because they didn't want to reopen a mold for this order. That way, he would have to spend at least hundreds of thousands of dollars to open the mold.

For a acupuncture needle order, this kind of investment with the toe to think, also know is not worthwhile.

He couldn't count the cost of opening the mold into customized silver needles, right?

Even a fool would not be able to sell a set of silver needles worth a hundred or two hundred thousand!

But their Herborn were different.

When Xiang Caiwei's grandfather was still alive, she loved to meddle with these Chinese medical instruments the most, including silver needles.

Not to mention a six inch silver needle mold, even seven inches, eight inches, or nine inches could be found.

Of course, these silver needles were useless to his grandfather when his grandfather had nothing better to do.

He said so himself, and sighed for a while.

He didn't know if he felt sorry for the money that he spent to open the mold, or if he was lamenting about other things …

And it was also because of this that Xiang Caiwei said she could do it, because if she really wanted to, she could do it.

Hearing the definite answer, Chen Mo grinned.

But before the smile on his face could fully bloom, Xiang Caiwei said in a clear voice, ”I can do it, but I can't do it for you, Sir, so please forgive me.”

This time, Chen Mo was puzzled.

You could customize a silver needle, but you refused to fix it for me.