C64 (2/2)

Two hundred and fifty thousand yuan!

A set of golden needles cost two hundred and fifty thousand yuan!

Chen Mo, who didn't know a single thing about gold, was shocked by this number.

The price of this golden needle was simply too expensive for him. On average, the price of a gold needle was close to 600 yuan.

In other words, if he used this kind of golden needle to execute Thirteen Needles of Buring Sun s, he would lose more than 400 points when using the first needle. If he used the second needle, he would lose more than 200 points.

If the silver needles that were previously pierced into Lin Hsingna were to be replaced with gold needles, then not only would he not be able to get the medical fees for the treatment, he would even get over a thousand yuan according to the price she paid for the treatment …

What a scam!

Seemingly seeing that Chen Mo was troubled, Xiang Caiwei felt a little embarrassed, ”Mr Chen Mo, custom-made gold needle and silver needles, it is my uncle's factory. In terms of price, I also tried my best to get the lowest price. If you don't believe me, you can ask around for the current silver and gold prices. ”

Although he had not known Xiang Caiwei for more than a day, Chen Mo more or less understood this woman.

Even if he were to try to scam the other party, it shouldn't be as ridiculous as that!

Moreover, the words of the other person were clear. If he did not believe it, he could check the price of the gold and silver.

In addition to the crafting technique, there was also the cost of crafting gold and silver needles. No matter what the price would be, there would be no shortage of them.

”Boss Xiang, to be honest, I cannot afford this golden needle!”

Chen Mo did not have the thought of slapping himself until his face swelled up, and straightforwardly said: ”I will customize two sets of silver needles first, do you think it is possible?”

Seeing Chen Mo being so magnanimous, Xiang Caiwei's impression of him became very good, and she immediately replied, ”Of course I can.”

Her answer was simple, but her uncle was in trouble.

In order to clean the machine, change the mold, inject the new material, debug the machine, etc., the preparation work would take at least two days, and in the end, only twenty minutes would be needed to start the machine, and the production of 800 silver needles …

In the end, he still had to clean the machine, replace the mold, and produce the common stainless steel and silver needles...

It had been a few days. Not to mention the energy he had expended, he had also expended a lot of manpower and resources. In the end, he only managed to get himself 8,000 yuan.

As long as one knew how to calculate, they would be able to see that this was a loss-making deal.

But Xiang Caiwei didn't think so!

To be able to use such a silver needle and possess such extraordinary medical skills, Chen Mo was undoubtedly a person with great potential.

Losing several hundred yuan in exchange for the other party's friendship, why wouldn't he be willing to do so?

If it was possible, Xiang Caiwei would even like to give Chen Mo a few sets of silver needles.

But the reality was, she didn't have any money.

Ever since his grandfather had passed away, the business of Herborn had plummeted. She had been struggling to survive these past few years, how could she have any spare money?

Her uncle was wealthy, but he also had a family of both old and young, so he earned quite a bit of money.

She wanted to give something away, but did she have to ask her uncle for money?

Therefore, she could only push the price of the silver needles to the lowest limit and give Chen Mo the biggest discount.