Looking at Zhang Dazhu standing at the door staring at her, Chu Jiao'er couldn't help asking, "Why don't you go with me?" ”

Speaking of which, the two of them seem to rarely move together, Zhang Dazhu usually makes farming tools at home, and has recently received a few orders, so Chu Jiaoer goes out alone on weekdays, and then goes to the field to weed, pick up water and water the ground.

I saw Zhang Dazhu nodding vigorously.

In this regard, Chu Jiao'er smiled: "Okay, you go wash up!" Take those four wowotou and eat them on the way, don't let Aunt Sun wait in a hurry. ”

Zhang Dazhu neatly fetched a basin of water from the yard, and ran to Chu Jiao'er after neatly cleaning up.

Looking at the man in front of her, her tall and muscular body blocked most of her vision.

She thought, this time she went to the market to buy clothes for Dazhu to wear, and always wearing such shabby clothes really covered up Zhang Dazhu's own appearance.

And Chu Jiao'er also carried a basket to hold things.

Originally, Chu Jiao'er wanted to go shopping in the market for a while, and let Dazhu wait at home for the house repair master to come, but since Dazhu was going to follow, let's go early and return early.

Following Aunt Sun to Longkouji, Chu Jiaoer saw that a stone arch bridge between Liujia Village and Zhangjia Village was full of people, and both sides of the bridge were also overcrowded.

Although she followed her grandparents out to catch the market when she was young, this was the first time when she grew up.

"Otake, hurry up!" Looking at the market in front of her, Chu Jiaoer couldn't help but get excited.

I saw that there were people who sold jewelry, some who sold clothes, some who sold home-grown vegetables, and some who sold grain.

Zhang Dazhu looked at Chu Jiao'er, who was full of interest, and his originally depressed mood couldn't help but relax a lot, and his daughter-in-law didn't seem to forget to hold him.

And Chu Jiaoer led Zhang Dazhu to a ready-to-wear stall.

The style of the clothes is very rustic, and the fabric is average, but it is many times better than the shabby linen clothes on Zhang Dazhu's body now.

"How much does this dress cost?" Chu Jiao'er pointed to a men's dress that looked pretty good.

The stall owner smiled: "Your little daughter-in-law has a really good eye, the fabric of this dress is the fabric of Linxian Jinxiu Pavilion, and it took me a lot of effort to get a batch of clothes made of fabric." ”

"And how much do you sell it for?" Chu Jiao'er asked.

The stall owner stretched out three fingers: "Three two." ”

"What?" Chu Jiao'er was stunned.

It's not that she hasn't seen this good fabric in her memory, the fabric of this Splendid Pavilion is the original body's favorite, and this dress is by no means the fabric of this Splendid Pavilion.

Chu Jiao'er squatted down and touched it, and the feel was average, it was made of ordinary cloth, but the style looked better than the others.

"One or two." Chu Jiao'er said in a deep voice.

"One or two? Little lady, you're a little unkind! The stall owner was immediately dissatisfied.

"I'll take one or two, or forget it." Chu Jiao'er stood up.

Zhang Dazhu shook her arm and shook his head at her.

The latter smiled at him, and then said to the stall owner: "I have seen the fabric of this splendid pavilion, and it is a silk cloth made of Shangcheng, and your cloth is an ordinary cloth at a glance, do you want to fool me?" ”

When the stall owner heard this, he suddenly lost his confidence, so he had to laugh and say: "It turns out that the little lady is a knowledgeable person, in fact, this dress is made by my family, I look at the style is good, so I want to sell it at a high price." ”

"Fifty Wen, do you sell it?" Chu Jiao'er looked down at the stall owner.

"Didn't you just say a word or two?" The stall owner's eyes widened suddenly.

Chu Jiao'er smiled: "Fifty Wen, do you sell it or not?" You sell these clothes for three taels, I estimate that you can't sell them for three days and three nights here, so it's better to sell them cheaply as soon as possible, and you can still make some money. ”

At this time, Zhang Dazhu suddenly squatted down and pointed to a woman-style jacket skirt, the color was gray, and a piece of peach blossom was embroidered on it, which was very good-looking.

"Uh-uh!" Zhang Dazhu picked up the clothes and pointed at the stall owner.

Seeing this, the stall owner said: "This body is at least one or two, and it can't be missing!" ”

"Otake, who do you buy women's clothes for?" Chu Jiao'er looked at the jacket and skirt.

Zhang Dazhu stretched out his finger and pointed at her, and then made a sign language: Buy it for you.