After the three of them finished breakfast, Fan went out with Song Xinshu.

Song Xinshu looked confused, what kind of trouble is this, this godfather and godmother are too good to her, and some of the good ones are not real.

The kindness and simplicity of the ancients made Song Xinshu feel once again that Zhang Guodong is a good person, and he must be not bad as an official.

Song Xinshu and Fan walked all the way, walking towards the market, looking left and right from time to time, walking and walking, Fan and Song Xinshu walked to the place where Song Xinshu set up a stall before.

"Hello Mrs. Zhang!"

"Mrs. Zhang, you are here again, look at today's fresh vegetables, they are absolutely refreshing, or I will weigh you and let the adults also taste the vegetables grown at home."

As soon as Fan came to the market, both sides of the market began to greet Fan, and some of them also gave Fan vegetables and fruits.

These are all old people in Jinling City, who make a living in Jinling City all the year round, and they know Fan's family and Zhang Guodong's wife.

Fan returned the salute one by one, thanked him, and did not accept any gifts, everyone knew the temper of Fan and Zhang Guodong, and they did not insist.

"Madam, who is this girl behind you, why haven't I seen it so familiarly." Talking is an aunt who sells cakes on the side of the road.

I have been setting up a stall next to Song Xinshu before, Song Xinshu often takes a hand when he is not busy, Song Xinshu has not come these days, this aunt is very worried, but she is helpless, she can only pray that Song Xinshu can be safe, but she has not seen anyone for several days.

The aunt was a little sad, she was kidnapped by Zhuang Bing of the Northern Jiangsu Tea House, what else is the good end, the aunt has no hope.

But I didn't expect to see Song Xinshu behind Fan today, but she didn't dare to admit it, but the anxiety in her heart still made her can't help asking.

"Auntie, you don't know me anymore." Song Xinshu said playfully.

"Ah, it's really you, that's great." The aunt was sincerely happy with Song Xinshu.

"Hehe, Xiao Song and his aunt, this is my eldest daughter, you can't say anything bad." Fan also knew this aunt, knew this person, saw that Song Xinshu had a good relationship with this aunt, knew that he was worried about her, and didn't want this aunt to mention the previous incident, Fan quickly changed the topic.

"Yes, as long as you come back, don't say anything, Xinshu, if you have time today, go to my house and sit down, and I'll cook you two side dishes." The aunt is very warmly invited.

Song Xinshu was moved to tears.

"Auntie, tonight, it's definitely not going to work, let's do it another day!" Song Xinshu wiped the tears from her eyes and left immediately, she was afraid that she couldn't help it, so she cried here again, in a short period of time, in Jinling City, Song Xinshu encountered too many things, so she had to reminisce.

"Aunt Xiao Song, there is something to do today, it is true that we can't say it anymore, let's go first, Xin Shu will come to see you after a while."

Fan didn't know what to say. could only deal with it casually, looking at Song Xinshu's sad back, Fan was very distressed.

The two of them continued to walk forward, and finally arrived at the place where Jinling City was located with the most shops in Buzhuang.

Fan Shi was not polite, he pulled Song Xinshu to watch this for a while, and watched this again for a while, and had a lot of fun, until the two of them were really tired.

Fan said happily to Song Xinshu. "Xin Shu, you see what material you like, just make clothes, don't care about silver."

I looked at Song Xinshu all the way and didn't find anything satisfied, so I came to the largest cloth village in Jinling City, Qingfeng Cloth Village!

In ancient times, to make clothes, first buy cloth, and then go to a special tailor to tailor-made, generally there are tailors in the cloth village, as long as you choose the fabric, measure the body, you can tailor a piece of clothing.

When Fan and Song Xinshu came to Buzhuang, the little guy who took care of Buzhuang immediately warmly entertained, and the shopkeeper also came out of the back hall.

The shopkeeper is in his forties, about 1.7 meters tall, standing next to Fan and Song Xinshu with a smile on his face, dressed in gray ancient costumes, dressed very decently, and made people feel good at a glance, adding a lot of points to this cloth village out of thin air.

"Mrs. Fan, you haven't been here for a few days." The shopkeeper smiled and spoke to Fan, Fan's is Mrs. Taishou, anyone who does business in Jinling City will give Zhang Guodong some face, and this Fan will definitely be warmly entertained.

"Hehe, shopkeeper, come here and pull a few pieces of fabric, if there is any good fabric, take it out and let me see." Fan replied.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately said: "Yes, yes, a new batch of fabrics has arrived recently, and it has not yet been hung up, or Madam, you go to the back room, and I will go and show it to you." ”

Fan responded, "Yes." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly ordered the maid to come out and led Song Xinshu and Fan to the back room, and he arranged for his subordinates to bring the fabric up, and then let Fan and Song Xinshu sit on the upper seat.

"Madame, please!" The shopkeeper said.

Fan Shi was not ambiguous, and sat down directly, while also pulling Song Xinshu to sit aside.

The fabric was very piece, there were more than 30 kinds of them, all kinds of colors, Song Xinshu looked at this and touched that. It feels good, he hasn't had a good visit to this Jinling City, but he didn't expect that this cloth in ancient times was really good, and the fabric was very silky to touch.

"Do you have a favorite?" Fan approached Song Xinshu's side and asked softly.

"It's good to be in charge of everything." Song Xinshu was a little embarrassed, this godfather and godmother recognized it, and he really accumulated virtue and blessing in several lifetimes.

Song Xinshu is very satisfied.

"That's all for the shopkeeper, if you don't bring the best fabric in your store today, I won't follow." Fan said.

"This batch of cloth is produced in Jiangnan, the best fabric this year, madam, you just give me a gut, I don't dare to fool you." The shopkeeper took out this batch of beautiful color fabrics, which is very gorgeous.

This Qingfeng cloth village is good, in Jinling City is definitely second to none cloth village, other stores have, he has, other points do not have he also has, naturally this business is very good, there are many people, which forms a virtuous circle, Qingfeng cloth village is getting better and better.

Song Xinshu looked at the fabric, but it was good, silky and soft, and it was very comfortable to touch.

"Yes, it's really good." Fan touched the fabric with her hand, she is a knowledgeable person, and she knows what kind of fabric it is when she touches it.

What this shopkeeper said is true, and he doesn't dare to tell lies to Fan's family, and it depends on whether people are selling things.

"Madam, how much do you think you are going to get?" The shopkeeper asked in a whisper on the side, glancing at Song Xinshu on the side from time to time, he found that this Fan family was very fond of this girl, but he didn't hear that Fan had any relatives, so he didn't dare to introduce it for a while, but just ordered the little maid to continue to serve the two guests carefully.

"How much, you ask her. Fan pointed to Song Xinshu.

"All you need is a piece of clothing." When Song Xinshu heard this, he hurriedly replied, this is a top-level fabric, the price is definitely not expensive, he has already received Fan's jewelry yesterday, and then let it break the bank, Song Xinshu really feels that his face is no one, but as a modern woman, these are nothing, as long as you are kind to your godfather and godmother in the future, this is the best return, Song Xinshu thinks clearly.

"How can I do that, make a few more sets, listen to me." Fan asked Song Xinshu what fabrics he liked, and then said directly to the shopkeeper, "Call Tailor Li over and measure my goddaughter, I want this dress today, and I will wear it at night, your shopkeeper's craftsmanship is okay, there is no problem, the shopkeeper." Fan's rare domineering for a while, showing his love for Song Xinshu.

Song Xinshu didn't dare to say anything anymore, this old man was good to himself, so he could bear it obediently, and what kind of moth did he have.

Song Xinshu took the teapot in the maid's hand, thought about pouring water into Fan's teacup, picked up the cup, and handed it to Fan, "Godmother, thank you." ”

"Silly girl, I'm not good to you, who else is good." Fan said with a smile.

Tailor Li is very quick with his hands and feet, knowing that Zhang Guodong's goddaughter does not dare to slack off, after measuring her body, she will go to sew clothes nervously, and the time is short and the quality is good, which is not a trivial matter.

Song Xinshu looked at the business of this cloth village, and couldn't help but think that if he opened a cloth village to design his own clothes and sell finished products directly, he was creating a brand, so would he be able to lead the trend of the times, thinking of this Song Xinshu couldn't help but get excited, but when he thought that the matter of Zhuang Bing had not been solved and he had no start-up capital, he felt irritable in his heart.

"It turns out that the girl is Zhang Taishou's daughter, there have been rumors in the market for a long time, Zhang Taishou has a beautiful daughter, I didn't expect to be lucky enough to buy clothes in my store today, Miss, you won't charge money for your clothes." The shopkeeper smiled.

Fan replied: "Shopkeeper, what are you talking about, if I don't give money, my family will be scolded to death." ”

"Master Zhang is a good official, I just want you to give me a publicity, the recent cloth village has more business is not good, I can only find another way, I ask Miss for a favor, as long as at today's banquet, Miss's clothes are bought in my small shop." The shopkeeper said very seriously.

Song Xinshu didn't meet a master like Dao, this understands, this marketing play is a slip, Song Xinshu admires it very much, this little help, Song Xinshu said that there is no problem.

When Fan was still a little hesitant, he pulled Fan out of the house.

"Godmother, we are helping him, I don't charge him money, he has already burned high incense, you must know what I said, he is in this shop. It will definitely become popular, and it will earn much more than it does now. Song Xinshu explained.

Fan was a little confused, but he understood one thing, that is, this no money is good for the shopkeeper, there is only good, no harm.

Song Xinshu was in order to make Fan's money less, and he agreed.