C5 What a Strange Man

Although Muzhao had previously mentioned that he wanted to go to the market, because he still had other important matters to attend to before he fully recovered, he did not have the time to bring Muzhao into the city. During this time, Muzhao was obediently staying in the thatched hut to study the jade pendant.

She studied it for a long time, but did not find anything suspicious. On the other hand, Soongyanqing's expression changed a little when she saw the jade pendant, but she did not say anything. She only said that she would bring her for a walk around the city in a few days.

Muzhao knew that he was busy so she did not mind, she said that it would be fine to stay at home, after three or five hours, when Soongyanqing found some time, he planned to take her to a clothing shop in the county.

Looking from afar, the sign outside the shop had "Golden Silk Pavilion" written on it. Its scale was not bad, and on the outside, it was propped up with some exquisite handicrafts, as well as those ladies' handkerchiefs and embroidery pads. They also sold some of them, but after walking inside, he could see that there were a lot of clothes hanging inside.

Muzhao looked at her clothes. Because her clothes were stained with dirt and she did not have any change of clothes, she could only use Soongyanqing's old clothes to make it up to her, but fortunately, she was not as tall as an ordinary girl. She was skinny and wore a guy's clothes, especially after tying up all her hair.

Previously, she was still a little afraid that she would lose face for Soongyanqing and cause him to roll her eyes at her. Now, knowing that she was no different from the others, she stopped worrying and followed behind Soongyanqing.

The shopkeeper was a forty-five-year-old middle-aged man. He looked rather well-off as he stood behind the counter, busying himself with his work. The waiter stood at the door to attract guests. The weather was very hot and he was sweating a lot. When he saw the two of them walking over, he quickly greeted them.

"Gongzi, come in and take a look. A few sets of new clothes have been put on recently. They are all of the best material and the style is passed down from Beijing. They look different from our place, so I can guarantee you will like them."

He brought Soongyanqing and the Muzhao to the new dresses, wholeheartedly promoting his own family's attire, but Soongyanqing's eyes were looking elsewhere, and the Muzhao followed his gaze and saw some of their female attire.

The waiter saw that he had been staring at the clothes, so he continued to sell, "This dress was just made by our Xiuniang, and it was hung up not long ago. It looks really nice, I'm sure that the lady that Young Master likes will like it as well."

The Muzhao felt that it was interesting seeing him trying so hard to sell it. The ancients would usually send hairpins or jade pendants, no matter how bad it was, it would still be a scented sachet. However, she had forgotten that if the ancient man was young to get married, he would probably have a wife like the Soongyanqing.

"Take a look at yourself first. Once you've seen it, tell me to settle the bill."

The Soongyanqing coughed and retracted his gaze. He exhorted the waiter a few more times, indicating that it was time for modern man and woman friends to go out for a stroll. The waiter acted as if he understood as he looked at Muzhao. There was a smile in his eyes, it seemed that he had misunderstood something.

Muzhao agreed, she did not care about the waiter's reaction, as she could not say anything under someone else's roof. Looking up at those dresses, it was indeed just as the waiter had said, the styles were beautiful.

The top part of the dress was green, while the bottom part was red. Although it was clearly a conflict between two colors, it was especially matched with the other half was apricot, and the patterns on it were very unique. It was obvious that Xiuniang had used his heart to make it.

This set of clothes was very similar to the Muzhao. She called a waiter by her side and asked about the price of this dress. The servant took the set of clothes off with a smile on his face and carefully opened it in front of her.

"Knock it, Miss. This material is excellent."

Even though the waiter's attitude was good, when he said the price, it made Muzhao suspect that he was in a hack shop. Just this set of clothes, in modern times, was around five or six hundred, and in this place, it was actually multiplied by several times, and needed three taels of silver to get it.

Seeing her reaction, the waitress didn't say anything. She slowly put away her clothes, but there was still a smile on her face.

Although the dress was pretty, the price was too outrageous. He had always been living under someone else and had no source of income, so he probably did not have much silver on him. It would be better to save some money and wear the old clothes that Soongyanqing gave her.

The weather was hot now, and she could quickly dry herself after washing her clothes. After she found something to do in the future, she would put some clothes on herself, and after making up her mind, she pulled Soongyanqing aside and explained her thoughts.

"Staying in your house is already troublesome enough, and now I'm troubling you to think about my little things. I really shouldn't have done so. Why don't we go back earlier? I'm also hungry right now."

Soongyanqing frowned. He wanted to tell her not to do this, if she liked it she could buy it, but Muzhao had already told the waiter.

"Xiaogeer, we're taking up your time, I suddenly remembered that there is still time for you to leave, and if there is a next time, I will take care of your business."

The waiter did not anger them for delaying. After knowing that the clothes were expensive, he advised them to sell more cloth.

"Miss Lin is also a virtuous person. If you have the time, you can do some manual checking at home."

The waiter walked to a shelf next to the door and brought out a few ingredients that Muzhao thought were not bad, then slowly introduced them to Muzhao. The fabric felt like cotton and had good elasticity, after washing it, it should not have any shrinkage, it was suitable for making clothes.

"Eh, forget it, thank you. Soongyanqing, let's go."

Muzhao did not want to trouble the waiter anymore, so she rejected the good intentions of the waiter and pulled him out of the shop. But when Soongyanqing saw the beautiful cloth and knew that Muzhao did not ask for it because the clothes were too expensive, she thought that it was acceptable to spend these few pieces of cloth, so he paid for them.

"I don't know how to make a woman's name. Even if you buy it, you'll be left unoccupied."

She sighed and squatted at the intersection, staring blankly at the aunty who was selling the cookie. With this money, she might as well buy a few more biscuits for her. Although the Soongyanqing had good intentions, people who refused to listen to him would feel helpless.

The waiter took the money to help Soongyanqing tidy up the cloth and gave it to him. Soongyanqing thought that the reason she said that she didn't know how to flirt with women was because she was afraid that he would spend all the money, so she didn't take it to heart.

He stretched lazily. Before this, his wife was in charge of accounting, but because he was pregnant recently, he couldn't come to the store because he hadn't found the right person, so he had to take charge. But he had never learned these things, so even with his wife's careful teaching, it was still very slow.

When he was settling the accounts, he had also seen the interaction between Soongyanqing and the waiter. The waiter's marketing skills were deep in his heart, and he was very happy to have such an employee, so he greeted him when he saw the Soongyanqing walk past.

As soon as Soongyanqing stepped out of the shop, he suddenly rushed out, and the Soongyanqing took a few steps back with his guard up, staring straight into his eyes. What do you need, Shopkeeper? "

"No, it's nothing. I just heard that the young lady had a falling out with the young master, so I sent a toy to please the young ladies."

He could not help but wonder why this person had suddenly become so difficult to approach. The look in his eyes made him feel like he was about to be pierced through.

"In that case, thank you for your good will, Manager."

"Young master is too courteous. Next time, if you need anything, you can close the store again."

The shopkeeper quickly handed the toy over to Soongyanqing and returned to his shop. The shopkeeper was still introducing the clothes to the other customers, while the storekeeper patted his chest in fear. That gongzi's gaze was actually even more powerful than that tigress's.

Muzhao only found her after she had counted 99 ants on the ground. Normally, normal people would find a teahouse to rest in.

"Exactly one hundred."

An ant slowly crawled across a fallen leaf. Muzhao picked up the falling leaf and held it in his hands, then he turned to look at Soongyanqing.

"You really are strangely tight."

Soongyanqing frowned and lightly brushed aside the fallen leaves that were almost in front of her. This person was sometimes extremely calm, and sometimes even more childish than a child.

"What are you talking about? If you hadn't insisted on buying the cloth, would I have been able to bask in the sunlight for so long?"

The Muzhao was not in a good mood when this matter was brought up. She had already said that she would not be a nymphomaniac, but this person still bought everything back. She did not know if she should call him honest or foolish.

"This is great, you have to slowly make these fabrics yourself."

"You really don't know how to be a beauty?"

Soongyanqing's expression was a bit awkward. He thought that Muzhao would say those words because she was embarrassed to accept his good intentions. Who knew that she was serious, he was dumbstruck now, and felt that his hands were burning from holding the cloth.

"Yes."

Muzhao had a solemn expression, afraid that Soongyanqing would not believe her. She touched the cloth, sigh, regretting that she did not learn embroidery back then.

"Forget it, you don't have to worry about it anymore. I'll slowly learn it after I take it back."