"Huh?" The guy was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "The guest officer is really joking, these are all new today." ”

"This is not the capital, it will inevitably lag behind," Cheng Shuiyao pulled Xiao Ji's sleeve, smiled and played a round, and turned his head to look at the cloth.

As soon as the man heard this, he immediately understood that these two people were from the capital, and he quickly moved out a few horses of cloth that were sold better.

"You want to make clothes for your wife, right? Then you can look at this pale yellow cloth, many girls in our city like this. ”

Many? Isn't that just a rotten street?

Cheng Shuiyao suddenly shook her head and looked at something else.

"What does that lady like? I'll help you find it," the man was not in the slightest bit upset, and hurriedly continued.

"Which piece of cloth do you have made of less than anyone here?" Cheng Shuiyao let go of the material in his hand and turned his head to look at the guy.

"Do less ......" the guy paused, dark and a little embarrassed.

"No?" Cheng Shuiyao raised her eyebrows, and her tone was a little puzzled.

This cloth is popular, then there are naturally unpopular ones, how can there be less cloth?

"Yes, yes," Xiao Er agreed again and again, leading Cheng Shuiyao to a few pieces of cloth.

"The fabrics that are made less are plain or dark, and the girls rarely like clothes of this color, so naturally they make less."

Cheng Shuiyao didn't listen to him, stared straight at a black moire fabric in front of him, and touched it.

The material is excellent, slippery to the touch, and very textured to look at.

Xiao Er saw that she liked it, and immediately spoke, "Madame really has an eye, this cloth is of the highest quality, if it weren't for the fact that this color is not pleasing, I'm afraid it would have been sold out long ago." ”

"Like?" Xiao Ji looked sideways and asked Cheng Shuiyao's opinion.

"Well," Cheng Shuiyao nodded, "but will you mind?" ”

"What's there to mind about this," Xiao Ji shook his head, turned to look at the guy, and said succinctly, "Measure." ”

"Hey, okay," the guy saw that the most expensive cloth in the shop had finally been sold, smiled very brightly, and hurriedly measured Cheng Shuiyao's size, turned his head and wrote it down.

"And me," Xiao Ji frowned and took a half step forward.

"You do it too?" The corners of Cheng Shuiyao's mouth twitched, and she began to have some doubts about Xiao Ji's purpose for bringing her here.

"I have to do the same thing as you," Xiao Ji glanced at Cheng Shuiyao, and then raised his hand expressionlessly to be measured by the man.

That's a lot of business.

The guy happily finished measuring the size and raised his eyes with a smile, "Two guest officers, do you have any other requirements?" ”

"Listen to her," Xiao Ji retreated to a position half a step behind Cheng Shuiyao, making it clear that Cheng Shuiyao was in charge.

"We have to add some details of our own," Cheng Shuiyao tilted her head and thought for a moment, then stretched out her wrist, revealing the bracelet on her hand.

"See this jade? You do this and embroider one on the inside of the cuff. ”

This one......

Xiao Er glanced at it with a smile, and the smile suddenly froze on his face.

He had seen someone embroider flowers and birds on his sleeves, but he had never seen chopsticks embroidered.

"Are you sure?" The guy spoke with some skepticism, hoping that Cheng Shuiyao could change one.

"Okay?" Cheng Shuiyao turned his head to look at Xiao Ji, Xiao Ji nodded directly without thinking about it, which was considered to be an answer to this idea.

"Then embroider this, with gold thread," Cheng Shuiyao directly finalized, then paid the deposit, and pulled Xiao Ji out of the shop.

"Are the preferences of rich people so strange?" The guy looked at the sketch in his hand and was a little skeptical.

However, suspicion is suspicion, he will not have trouble with money, and it didn't take long for him to take the cloth and cut it.

Cheng Shuiyao pulled Xiao Ji to walk on the street, and couldn't help but stop when she saw the delicious food.

"If you like it, buy it," Xiao Ji saw her like this, and directly threw the money bag in her hand at her.

"I kind of regret that I ate so many pastries just now," Cheng Shuiyao rubbed her stomach and reluctantly gave up the idea of buying food.

"Buy some now, so that if you are hungry at night, you will have something to eat." Xiao Ji saw that she really couldn't let go, so she smiled helplessly.

"That's what you said," Cheng Shuiyao's eyes lit up, and then she pounced on the stall just now.

"Childe, buy a hairpin for that girl!" An old man beckoned to Xiao Ji, with a kind smile on his face.

When Xiao Ji heard this, he saw that Cheng Shuiyao couldn't buy it for a while, so he walked towards the old man's stall.

"These hairpins are all handmade by me, and each one is unique." The old man pointed to the silver hairpin that was put out, and his words were full of confidence.

One and only?

Recalling Cheng Shuiyao's psychology when he was picking the cloth just now, Xiao Ji suddenly became interested and looked down at the hairpin.

The other hairpins were not outstanding, Xiao Ji skipped them one by one, and finally stopped at a simple lotus hairpin.

This hairpin looks exceptionally quiet, but the delicate lines reveal something extraordinary.

This is a perfect match for Cheng Shuiyao.

Xiao Ji blinked, reached out to pick up the hairpin, and looked up at the old man, "How much is this?" ”

"Ten taels."

The old man glanced at it, and then quoted a price.

Xiao Ji subconsciously touched his waist, and suddenly remembered that he had just thrown the money bag to Cheng Shuiyao, and his face suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

After Cheng Shuiyao finished buying food, she turned her head and saw Xiao Ji standing in front of a stall, and hurriedly ran over.

"Xianggong, what are you looking at?"

"Do you like this hairpin?" Xiao Ji turned around and compared the hairpin on her head, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that the hairpin was good-looking.

"Silver," Cheng Shuiyao glanced at it, although she didn't particularly like it, she couldn't bear to hit Xiao Ji, and nodded directly.

"Then I'll want this," Xiao Ji took out the silver from the money bag, turned his head and handed it to the uncle.

"If there is anything else you want in the future, just tell me that I can make it," the uncle said with a smile as he took the silver.

Something else?

Xiao Ji looked at Cheng Shuiyao and suddenly had an idea.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Shuiyao was stunned for a moment when she saw him, and hurriedly stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Ah, it's okay," Xiao Ji withdrew the four ways and inserted the hairpin into Cheng Shuiyao's head.

Cheng Shuiyao didn't think much about it, and pulled Xiao Ji and left the stall.

"Uncle Zhang, you have finally met someone who knows the goods," the man who was setting up a stall selling vegetables on the side glanced at the backs of the two people and said happily

Ordinary people think that these ten taels of silver hairpin are expensive, but they don't know that this hairpin has a lot of mystery.

"It's also a fate," the uncle smiled, didn't say anything more, and sat back on the stool and closed his eyes.

Back at the inn, Xiao Ji saw the ink chess sitting in the corner at a glance, frowned subconsciously, turned his head and looked at Cheng Shuiyao with a smile.

"You go back to the room first, I'll explain something to Moqi and them."