After that, he threw all the silver in his hand on the table, which was far more than twice the price of the city's colored silk.

The shopkeeper took the money, nodded and presented the ribbon. Nan Moyi glanced at Cheng Nanyang contemptuously, and walked out with a hairband and Changliu.

"You-!" Cheng Caisi looked at the back of Nan Moyi walking away quickly, and gritted her teeth angrily, who would dare to treat her like this since she was a child? Who doesn't have low eyebrows and don't dare to look at her?

That woman actually dared to say that she ate too much! Still climbing trees?!

"That's it! Don't be ashamed! Hurry up and finish shopping, and I'll visit the third brother's mansion later! Changing his elegant smile, a trace of yin poison flashed on Cheng Nanyang's cheeks, remembering Nan Moyi's contemptuous eyes, he couldn't help but feel that his heart was full of anger, if she was willing to be used by me, it would be fine...... If you don't want to, then you don't need to be merciful, so as not to cause endless harm in the future.

"But, she!" Cheng Caisi was very dissatisfied with her brother's reaction, and she was so aggrieved that she was about to shed tears.

"When did my brother let go of the people my sister wanted to clean up?" Cheng Nanyang brushed the three thousand green silks of the city's colored silk, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Outside the shop, Nan Moyi threw the hairband in his hand to Changliu and walked forward on his own.

Changliu took the hairband in a daze, and was about to put it away, when he heard Nan Moyi say lightly, "Give it to you, do you have any other silver on you?" ”

Give it to her?

Changliu's eyes widened in disbelief, the princess and the squeamish young lady quarreled in order to buy it for herself...... And this hairband is so expensive, she may not be able to earn it for a lifetime of work, is it really given to her?

Seeing that Nan Moyi, who was walking in front, didn't have any strange feelings, and didn't mean to take back his words, he couldn't help muttering, the princess is so powerful and generous, how could she become like this after only three days of leaving? If she had known that she would change if she was gone, she would have run away!

Chang Liu's eyes were full of love, "No, no, but this ancestral hairpin of Chang Liu is very valuable and can be pawned." As he spoke, he reached out to remove the hairpin on his head, but was stopped by Nan Moyi.

"I'm not going to ask you to sell your ancestral items, just take it away, let's just hang out." Nan Moyi reluctantly blew the broken hair in front of his forehead, and just crossed over, he encountered a bunch of cheap bones, is his fate bad? Could it be true that the girl from Huo'er said that this year is her own bad luck year?

It doesn't make sense!

Thinking that he was penniless at this time, Nan Moyi suddenly felt a sense of insanity. When she came into this world, she was no longer a fashion celebrity who drove a Bugatti Veyron and wore a designer suit, and she was about to start worrying about the silver.

Flicked his forehead with a headache, Nan Moyi suddenly turned around, blinked his eyes and asked,

"Changliu, where is there an iron shop around here?"

"Uh...... Yes? Blacksmithing? ”

The scorching heat distorted the air, and the red-hot iron rods hissed in the cold water. Changliu stood outside the blacksmith shop, sweating like rain, looking at Nan Moyi, who was standing and watching people beat the iron, and couldn't help but say, "What is the princess doing in such a dirty place?" ”

At this time, the iron was being struck by a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, the man had bronze skin, bare arms, bulging muscles in his arms, and several muscles in his abdomen were very conspicuous, and he was extremely strong. Because of the striking iron, the sweat on the forehead and body flowed like a stream. He raised his head, revealing a face as resolute as a knife, and his blazing eyes fell on Chang Liu, who was complaining, Chang Liu was startled when he saw him staring at him, but he lowered his head again and focused on striking iron.

Nan Moyi stared at his tightly pursed lips and habitually narrowed his eyes. Still staring at the red iron plate in his hand without changing his face.

"I don't know what you're doing with this girl's family, keeping an eye on others?"