Zhang Yang glanced at the brand logo on the fishing rod and a preliminary price range popped into his head.
"Heh heh, small money, it's all small money!"
Old Wu waved his hand, saying it's small money, but his facial expression completely betrayed his true feelings. This guy clearly has a proclivity for playing a fool to catch the wise.
Good looks, great figure, excellent manners, and most importantly, he has an interesting soul. This Old Wu is quite a character, isn't he? Isn't this like the legendary man with the aura of a protagonist?
Just by getting to know Old Wu, Zhang Yang learned another lesson—what a big world, full of hidden talents.
Seeing Zhang Yang trying to study his equipment further, Old Wu took off one of the rods and his waist pouch and other gear, then waved his hand and closed the car door: "Alright, stop studying it! These are all common goods, not much in terms of valuable treasures."
