Qin Fan didn't talk nonsense, turned around and walked out.

At this moment, a crisp voice came.

"Wait."

Qin Fan turned his head to look, but saw a slender woman running over quickly.

This woman is about twenty-eight years old, wearing a light green skirt, looking gentle and moving.

In her hands, she was holding a pile of cloth.

Her figure is slender and slender, her chest is bulging, and she is obviously not an ordinary big girl.

"What advice does the girl have?" Qin Fan bowed slightly.

The woman said, "Does Childe need to buy cloth?"

"I just came here to try on a piece of fabric, and I didn't mean to buy it." Qin Fan shook his head and said.

"Oh." The woman was a little disappointed, but then her eyes lit up: "Childe, please come with me, this batch of goods is of the highest quality, and I can definitely guarantee your satisfaction."

Qin Fan nodded and followed the woman to the side of the shelf.

I saw rows of delicate and beautiful cloths, neatly arranged, one after another, which looked very pleasing to the eye.

He reached out and stroked one of the pale cyan satins, his eyes shining.

"How's this?" The woman asked.

Qin Fan nodded and said, "It's very good, I like it very much." z.br>

"And what about this one?"

"It's a good fit, too." The woman took Qin Fan with her and selected the rest of the fabrics.

Although the price of each piece of clothing was quite expensive, Qin Fan was not stingy.

After all, the price he had to pay today was too great.

Except for this pale cyan silk, the rest of the cloth together cost a total of seven hundred and fifty yuan.

Qin Fan took out the silver ticket and handed it to the shopkeeper in pain, and the price exceeded his estimate of 1,000 yuan.

But he had to endure it, and he couldn't give up halfway, because he had to use the cloth business to raise 30,000 yuan.

Otherwise, he would never have been able to set foot in Kyoto and see his sister Qin Xueyao.

After the shopkeeper accepted the silver ticket, he immediately said enthusiastically, "Guest officer, please wait a moment."

After saying that, he rushed into the house with the silver ticket, and ran out again a moment later.

The shopkeeper handed the silver ticket to Qin Fan, and said with a smile, "Objective, this is your ten thousand four hundred and fifty yuan."

Qin Fan nodded, put away the silver ticket and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a man in a blue robe, with a tall figure and a handsome face, walked in.

"Shopkeeper, where's the guest officer just now?"

"This." The shopkeeper's expression changed and he hurriedly said, "The guest just now has left."

"This." The handsome man was stunned: "Is he gone? Did you see who I was and scared away?"

"No way, I changed my face with a disguise." He muttered, "Moreover, even the shape of the body has changed a lot, how can it be recognized?"

The shopkeeper laughed dryly, "Yes. Oh, yes. He's really gone."

The handsome man frowned, and was silent for a moment: "Forget it, since he is gone, then all this batch of fabrics will be sold to me."

"All, all sold to you?"

"That's right."

"I'm afraid it won't work." The shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "Our cloth village has always acted according to the rules, if I change the rules without authorization, the boss will punish me."

The handsome man snorted coldly, "What's the matter with you, the shopkeeper? The quality of this batch of fabrics is not good, so it is better to sell them and make some hard-earned money."

"Our cloth shop has always been undeceiving, never cutting corners, if you don't want to sell, find a reason to prevaricate."

The shopkeeper's face suddenly changed.

Eventually, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay. Deal."

He took out the key, untied the wooden box on the shelf, and took out the contents inside.

"I've given you all this, it's my gift to you."

"Gifts? What a gift

？」 The handsome man was surprised.

"Haha, Childe really likes to joke, these are ordinary cloths." The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Where did you get any gifts?"

The handsome man frowned, and was about to speak, when suddenly a joking voice sounded in his ears.

"Your disguise skills are good, but it's a pity that you can't hide it from me."

Qin Fan walked over with a smile.

"Why didn't you leave?"

The handsome man's eyes widened, and he looked at Qin Fan in disbelief.

"Why should I go?" Qin Fan asked rhetorically, "This batch of goods belongs to me, I bought it for seven hundred and sixty-five yuan, why should I leave?"

Handsome manhood.

This guy is funny, right? Dare to talk to himself like this, isn't he worried that he will kill him?

He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart, "Since you bought the things back, then this garment is yours."

"Thank you." Qin Fan smiled and took the clothes and silver tickets.

The handsome man glanced at him, "Are you from the Qin Mansion?"

"It's not."

"It's not from the Qin Mansion, how dare you come to buy cloth?" The handsome man snorted coldly, "Do you know how huge our family's property is?"

Qin Fan glanced at him and said lightly, "I am the county magistrate of Wannian County, no matter how much wealth your family has, what does it have to do with me?"

Hearing this, the handsome man's expression instantly stiffened, and he stood in place for a long time.

After a while, he woke up suddenly, trembling all over, and said excitedly, "You, you are really the county magistrate of Wannian County?"

Qin Fan nodded, "You can go."

He didn't bother to continue pestering, turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, the shopkeeper hurriedly chased him out.

"Slow down, I don't know what else you need, even if you ask, we have all kinds of cloth in our shop."

Qin Fan shook his head and refused.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately understood: "Okay, then you go slowly."

"Hmm." Qin Fan nodded and left directly.

Looking at his back as he walked away, the handsome man suddenly shouted, "Wait, this brother."

Qin Fan stopped and looked at him suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

The handsome man hesitated for a moment, and seemed to have made up his mind: "Brother Tai, my surname is Zhao, and I don't know if I can make a friend?"

"My name is Qin Fan."

"Brother Qin, what do you think of my clothes?"

"Your dress, although the workmanship is rough and the color is dull, but I think you will definitely look handsome when you wear it." Qin Fan said with a smile.

"Really? Then I'll thank my brother first, and we'll talk another day." The handsome man bowed, and then ran out in high spirits.

"Hey, wait a minute." Qin Fan suddenly called out to him.

The handsome man stopped and wondered, "Is there anything else going on with Brother Tai?"

Qin Fan pointed to his crotch: "Are you wetting the bed?"

The handsome man's face suddenly turned red, and he said embarrassedly, "Brother, don't talk nonsense, I've been holding back for a long time."

Qin Fan said disdainfully, "Urgency and pretending to be forced?"

The handsome man was annoyed and angry, "Who told you to talk too much, get out."

"Oops, hey." Qin Fan smiled and said, "If you are urgent, go to the toilet quickly, it's not good if it's suffocated."