Yu Xi was only in a hurry, and didn't care that Bai Bai's face had been a little strange since this morning, and it had nothing to do with whether he slept well last night, let alone that ten miles away, there was a dark figure walking leisurely on the same official road at the same speed.

The town where Yu Xi and Bai Bai arrived was the largest and liveliest in the vicinity of the Imperial Palace, and the market sold a wide variety of things, attracting travelers and even people from the nearby town of Chen.

Originally, Yu Xi was most interested in such a market, and if she met her, she would definitely have a good stroll, but this time they were in a hurry.

I didn't plan to stay in the market for long, and I was going to wait for a while to choose the carriage and go directly out of the city in the direction of Qingyu Mountain.

However, not long after they arrived at the market, a newly opened shop on the side of the road immediately attracted Yu Xi's attention, temporarily interrupting their plan to go directly to buy a carriage.

It was a silk village, which had just opened today, and the big letters on the outside with a red background and black letters said Trade-in.

Although the trade-in marketing method is still relatively new in this world, and it has successfully attracted a large number of customers to his own store, but for Yu Xi, this idea is actually a bit outdated.

The reason why Yu Xi was able to be attracted to this store was mainly because she only had one set of clothes to wear now, even if the lake blue skirt on her body was made of unique material and cut no matter how chic it was, she couldn't wear it all the time.

Besides, she had been wearing this dress for several days, and she had to change it.

Yu Xi took Bai Bai into this silk village together, but I didn't expect that although this shop looked inconspicuous, but after coming in, the silk and satin cloth were dazzling, and it looked like it had a little foundation!

As Yu Xi expected, the people who were attracted to the store by the words "trade-in" were cleverly arranged by the store to line up at the door to receive new cloth, so that a large number of people gathered at the door of the store attracted the attention of passers-by.

In fact, there are not many people who really ask the price in the store and want to buy cloth, and Yu Xi can roughly see that most of the cloth sold here is very valuable, and not everyone can afford it.

But this just took advantage of Yu Xi's intentions, the material of the Luo skirt on her body is special, and she may not be able to buy the same fabric in ordinary stores, anyway, there is money in the space stone, and she is not afraid that she will not be able to afford it.

"What kind of fabric do you want, girl?"

Seeing that a customer who was selecting fabrics finally came to the store, the guys in the silk village immediately greeted Yuxi with fiery enthusiasm.

Yu Xi was actually very unaccustomed to the flattering smile on the guy's face, and wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but when she thought that she really had no clothes to change, she still forced herself to stay.

It's just that she was just about to open her mouth to the guy, when a scolding came from the door of the silk shop, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

"You old immortal, you don't want to give me these torn clothes, and you want to change the cloth for nothing, go die!"

With a weak cry of pain, a thin figure was kicked directly into the street outside the store.

Yu Xi leaned over, it turned out to be an old woman who begged for a living, and she didn't know where she heard the news that this shop could still be renewed, so she came over with a few torn clothes to change the new cloth.

It's just that the guy in the shop disliked the old woman as a beggar, only looked up at her, and wanted to coax her away.

When the old woman saw that the man refused to change her cloth, she was anxious, and stopped the man and didn't know what he wanted to say, but the man directly started a fire and kicked the old beggar on the back, which led to the previous scene.

Yu Xi glanced at the fellow, who was tall and big, with a meaty face, and looked at the old beggar with a look full of boredom, as if what was in front of him at the moment was not a person, but just a fly.

The old beggar was sitting on the street panting for breath as she endured the pain, one hand covering the place where the man had kicked her, and the other hand protecting a package that she had brought to change into a new cloth.

Everyone felt that the guy in the silk village had done too much, but they also knew that the clothes taken out by the beggar must be dirty and torn, and there was a reason why the silk village did not change them, and they didn't know what to say at this time.

It's just that no one expected that the old beggar stood up after soothing her head for a while, and wanted to come to the silk village again.

It was lively all of a sudden, and no one refused to let go of this good show, and surrounded the door of this silk village.

That guy also has a horizontal personality, seeing someone watching, not only is there no timidity on his face, but the contempt in his eyes is heavier, and there is a faint kind of ruthlessness that you dare to come, and Lao Tzu is not afraid to kick you again.

The old woman was also timid, and did not get too close, and stopped two or three cloths away from the man.

As she accompanied her care, she pulled out a tattered garment from her package, which looked like it had been patched countless times, and when the man saw that it was as he expected, he immediately turned his head and prepared to receive the next guest.

But the old woman was in a hurry, and she leaned forward a little more, and her hoarse and old voice seemed as if she had been cut by a knife.

"Uncle, you can do well, look at my clothes," she shouted, and when she saw that the man ignored her, she pleaded in a higher voice, "Uncle, although my clothes are old and mended, I have sewn every hole on it with patches, and I can definitely wear it, not a clothes that rot into big holes!"

After speaking, as if afraid that the guy would not believe it, the old beggar shook out the clothes that were originally in her arms, and sure enough, although there were patches on it, every hole had been finely sewn together, although it was still shabby, but it was not difficult to see that for this beggar, it was already the best clothes.

"I also deliberately picked a clear water pond for this clothes, and washed the pulp many times, until there was no smell of my wife's body, and then I took it. ”

After saying these words, the beggar looked at the Qingtian Lord in her eyes with hope like a prisoner in the lobby who had told the officials about her grievances, although her Qingtian Lord did not care at all about the facts she stated.

For the old beggar's intentions, the guy obviously didn't care at all.

He doesn't care if the clothes are torn or clean, what he cares about is the identity of the beggar, anyway, it is impossible for her to enter the store to buy cloth in the future, so he is not willing to give this cheap price in vain.

The onlookers saw that the guys in the silk village still ignored the old woman, and felt that they couldn't stand it anymore, so they stepped forward to speak for the old woman.