The old man, somewhat excited, handed the newspaper and the piece of unrecognizable velvet cloth to Gu Lingling.
"Ho...how is it?" His voice trembled a bit, "Do you want it?"
If it weren't for the fact that his wife was ill and the family had no money for her treatment, he wouldn't have taken out this family heirloom to sell.
Unfortunately, these people are all judgmental; as soon as they see his shabby clothes, no one is willing to believe his words.
"This item of yours is a real treasure." Gu Lingling said with a smile, "If you sell it now, it would be a loss."
"You...you believe me?" the old man said, somewhat excited.
Gu Lingling nodded her head.
Some might think the caramel color on this was faked, added intentionally to make it look old, but she had looked at it closely just now. This thumb ring might be one of the items Mr. Zhou talked about with her back in the day.
It's said to be made from a whole piece of stone—bracelet, thumb ring, hairpin, and earrings.
