Mrs. Liu and Xie Shi selected the cloth, Liu Qingyan looked around, there were already many people in different costumes selecting, there were nobles dressed in silk and satin, there were also poor people in coarse linen clothes, and several guys were busy behind the counter to get cloth and cut cloth for the guests.

Xie Shi picked up a light pink cloth on the counter and asked, "Yan'er, how about making a blouse for you with this cloth, do you like it or not?" ”

Liu Qingyan looked at it, brainless powder! Busy said: "I don't ......"

Before the word "liking" could be spoken, it was interrupted by my grandmother.

Mrs. Liu looked at the fabric and said, "Little girl, it's better to wear brighter colors, I look at this pink one." ”

Xie Shi put down the pink one, looked at the pink one and said, "I think this rose red is good." ”

So, the two mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law left Liu Qingyan and discussed with themselves.

Liu Qingyan closed her open mouth, wanting to cry without tears, and said in her heart: Ask me and don't give me a chance to express my opinion, it is clear that I am a small person who bullies me. If you are young, you have no human rights, alas! That's it, who made himself an outstretched class now, what to wear.

Qingzhi concentrated on eating her zongzi candy, and after eating one, she smiled and put another one into her mouth, with a satisfied face, as long as she had to eat, she didn't worry about what kind of cloth to buy.

In fact, she can't be the master.

After the two mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law discussed what color to use for the top, they began to discuss what color to use for the skirt.

According to their discussion method, when the clothes of the family of eight are all discussed, it is estimated that it will be noon.

Liu Qingyan rolled her eyes boredly, scanned the furnishings in the cloth village again, and when she turned her eyes to the door, she saw that the plaque of the shop opposite read "Mo Xiang Zhai".

The face of the door looks very elegant, the name of the store has the word ink, it should be a place to sell stationery, and there is no paper for writing at home, so you can go and buy some back.

Liu Qingyan glanced at her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were still discussing fabrics, and said to Qingzhi: "I'll go to the bookstore opposite, will you go." ”

Qingzhi "quack" bit a zongzi candy and shook her head like a rattle, "I don't like to read, don't go." ”

Liu Qingyan stared at Qingzhi's face, and hated in her heart: "This foodie, the chain will fall at the critical moment." ”

"If my mother and grandmother look for me, they will say that I will go to the shop opposite." After Liu Qingyan finished explaining Qingzhi, she turned around and walked out of the door with her skirt legs.

At this moment, in the room facing the street on the second floor of Buzhuang, a noble son in white clothes was sitting on a carved mahogany chair by the window, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to the shopkeeper of Buzhuang who was standing in front of him: "Shopkeeper Du, you have taken good care of this new semicolon, if you can be among the best in the semicolon during the year-end performance evaluation, I will have other arrangements for you." ”

The shopkeeper Du was immediately flattered, bowed and said: "Thank you for the support of the eldest prince, I will do my best to take care of the cloth village and never disappoint the expectations of the eldest prince." ”

"Hmm." The man in white nodded slightly, picked up the tea cup on the table next to him, opened the lid and took a sip of tea gently, and glanced at the street outside the window casually out of the corner of his eye, only to see a small figure running towards the opposite side, and the ribbon on his head fluttered in the wind.

The white man's every move is extremely elegant, and the extravagance is naturally revealed as if he was born, not looking at the appearance of the wind god alone has made people unable to take their eyes off, although the style of a white dress on his body is simple, but if you look closely, you can faintly see the gold and silver light flashing.

"Uncle Min, since there is nothing to do here, let's go back and say goodbye to my aunt and grandmother, and leave as soon as possible!" The man in white put down the teacup and instructed the middle-aged man standing beside him, his face was still smiling kindly, and he was as warm as jade, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Yes, eldest son." The middle-aged man with a serious look was respectful.

The man in white immediately stood up, his posture was handsome and straight, and his wide sleeves hung down, like a fairy.

Liu Qingyan walked into Moxiangzhai and looked around with her eyes.

The shop is very elegantly arranged, rows of shelves neatly placed all kinds of books, some thick and some thin, there are some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, there are a few scholars looking like teenagers flipping through books in front of the bookshelf, a guy and the shopkeeper in a robe talk softly behind the counter, compared to the cloth village can be much quieter.

When the guy saw a little girl coming in, he immediately stepped forward to greet him, "This young lady, what do you want to buy?" ”

Miss again!

Liu Qingyan frowned, she didn't like this title very much.

"I'm not a young lady." The crisp voice sounded, causing the teenagers who looked down to look up at the book.

Not a lady?

The guy looked at Liu Qingyan's outfit, it is not rich but not bad, the complexion of the country girl is not so white and tender, maybe the maid of a big family in the town came out to help the master.

The guy changed his name and said, "What do you want to buy, girl?" ”

Liu Qingyan replied: "I want some writing paper, I don't need to be too good to write, I use it for practice." ”

The guy glanced at Liu Qingyan suspiciously, thinking that the master of the town was so good to Yahuan and taught literacy, his own master was the richest man in the town, and the Yahuan in the family was not so good.

The guy took a wad of paper from the shelf and said to Liu Qingyan: "Girl, this is the cheapest paper in our store, fifty yuan a knife." ”

Liu Qingyan looked at the paper, the color was a little yellow, and the best rice paper was as white as snow.

"That's it." Liu Qingyan nodded, practicing writing is quite paper-intensive, it is too wasteful to use good paper, good rice paper is scary, and her little private money is estimated to not be able to buy a few.

"This guy, brother, do you have any books that introduce folk customs, human geography and travelogues, I want to buy some." Liu Qingyan's gaze swept over the rows of bookshelves, and asked the guy with a sweet smile.

Seeing Liu Qingyan talking, the guy looked good-looking and had a sweet smile, and his good feeling suddenly increased, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, our shop has the most complete types of books, how can there be none, please come with me." ”

The guy led Liu Qingyan to a row of bookshelves and said, "It's all on this row of shelves, girl, you can choose slowly." ”

There was a young scholar reading a book in front of the bookshelf, and when he heard this, he glanced at Liu Qingyan and said with a contemptuous expression: "Xizi, you let a little girl ring choose by herself, I guess she can't even recognize the title of the book, you can still introduce it to her." ”

"This ......" The guy named Xizi scratched his head, looked at Liu Qingyan hesitantly, and muttered in his heart: Also, a little girl can know a few words, didn't she say she wanted to practice writing just now!

Can't even recognize the title of the book? Liu Qingyan was immediately angry.

"I know it, but I'm afraid you don't."

Liu Qingyan looked harmless to humans and animals with a smile, and thought to herself: I can also speak two foreign languages, and you, a frog at the bottom of the well, who can only read it, know a hair.

When the young scholar heard the fire, he snapped the book and said coldly: "A girl's family is not very old, and her tone is not small, if you can pronounce these book titles, I will cover all the things you bought today." ”

"That's what you said, I didn't tell you." Liu Qingyan's heart was full of joy, I don't know where this guy came from, and she was worried about having no money.

With a grim expression, he looked at the cover of the book in the scholar's hand, took a copy from the bookshelf and raised it, "This book in your hand is an Exotic." ”

Outland? This should have been fun! Well, yes.

Liu Qingyan handed the book to Kiko, "I want this one." ”

Pick up a book and continue to read.,Every time you read a book title that you find interesting, you give it to Xizi.,And then continue to read.,As the titles of the books come out one by one.,There are more and more books in Xizi's hand.,The young scholar's face is getting darker and darker.。

Because of his short stature, the books on the shelves had to stand on tiptoe to get them, and when the title of the last book on the shelf was read, the scholar almost burst into tears. I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, but I was put by an inconspicuous little girl, but where did this little girl ring come from, I didn't hear that anyone in the town still taught Yahuan to read.

"Whose child are you in the town, running out to pit this son." The scholar asked with a bitter face, don't you think Qingyan is still a little girl now, it must be a young lady who pretended to be a girl and came out to be naughty. It's not that he can't afford to give that money, the problem is face, there are classmates around him watching this matter today, and he won't be laughed out of his teeth when he passes it to the school.

Liu Qingyan shrugged, "My family doesn't live in the town. Seeing the scholar's face as if he was mourning, he thought for a while and said, "You won't have no money to give, right?" ”

It doesn't look like a child from a poor family, and muttered in my heart.

"Who said I didn't have any money to give, I didn't bring enough today I can owe credit, tomorrow I will ask someone to send it over, I don't don't recognize the owner of the shop." The scholar said stupidly.

Seeing the scholar's crying face, Liu Qingyan couldn't help but laugh.

Alas, forget it! Why should a teenager bother with him, just punish him with a small punishment and a big commandment, and let him know that there are people outside the world.

"I don't really want to buy all of these books." Liu Qingyan said slowly, and the scholar looked at her in surprise when he heard this.

Yoo asked Kiko to put the books on the counter and re-selected them, and in the end only five books were selected.

"Oh, I want these five copies, great talent, settle the bill." Liu Qingyan said to the scholar with a sly smile.

The scholar came over with a red face and took out the money bag.

The shopkeeper dialed the abacus with a loud voice, "Canglan Zhi has a set of three books of 220 texts, 180 texts of Exotic Chronicles, 100 texts of Shu Di Ji, plus the paper that this girl asked for just now, a total of 550 texts, Du Gongzi, you will give half a tael of silver." ”

Du Gongzi took out a piece of broken silver and gave it to the shopkeeper, and greeted several young scholars who were traveling with him and left quickly.

Liu Qingyan heard the shopkeeper's offer, and exclaimed in her heart: My good girl, this ancient book is really expensive, if it weren't for this stupid man surnamed Du, I would have to go to my mother with my face shut.

"Brother Kiko, please help me wrap up my things." Liu Qingyan smiled sweetly and said to the guy, I didn't spend a penny to buy so many things, I was in a good mood!.

"Good Ratcha." After Xizi finished speaking, she quickly brought hemp rope and hard paper, and started to pack it.

"Sister." Yoo Chyeong-yeon was watching Kiko pack with her back to the door, when she heard a familiar voice coming from behind.

Turning around, I saw two young men walking quickly together, wearing a light blue embroidered entangled orchid robe, it was not my brother Liu Lanqing, who else could there be!