After measuring the size, Boss Cui personally accompanied Lu Luo and Gao Ming to choose the color and style of the fabric.

Gao Ming said that it was all up to Lu Luo to decide. Then, the following conversation emerged......

Lu Luo asked Gao Ming, "Which style does Childe prefer?"

Gao Ming replied casually: "Which one Lu Luo thinks is good, which one is good." ”

Lu Luo asked again, "What color does the son like?"

Gao Ming pondered for two seconds: "What color does Lu Luo like?"

Lu Luo replied without thinking, and simply resounded: "Green!"

Gao Ming was dumbfounded, only then did he realize that he seemed to have overlooked something.

But he was reluctant to change his words, gritted his teeth and said: "Lu Luo said that it is good, I believe in Lu Luo's vision." ”

Lu Luo laughed: "Childe, you don't have such a death-defying expression, I'll tease you." ”

Gao Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This, this, this......" Lu Luo counted the stars.

After Lu Luo was selected, Boss Cui said that he would definitely take action in person, do it neatly, and send it to the house.

At this point, Gao Ming thought that this was the end. But where did I think that this is just the beginning.

Just like the guy said before, there is a new batch of good fabrics, bright colors, especially one called "Ice Jade", which is the most eye-catching......

What's more, the shop next to it is also Boss Cui's, beaded hosta, but everything you need for daily wear......

Lu Luo saw that Gao Ming was really bored on the side, so he asked him to drink some tea in the teahouse opposite and wait for a while.

At this moment, if a woman says to stay for a moment at this time, it is by no means a moment in the real sense.

Gao Ming walked out of the cloth village very familiarly. As soon as she turned around, Lu Luo was asking the guy to lead her to see the cloth.

Gao Ming raised his head, only to see the signboard of the cloth village - Qi Su Pavilion.

The style of the signboard of the shop next to it is also exactly the same, and the book is on the Linlang Pavilion.

This Boss Cui is still an elegant fan.

Gao Ming turned around and went to the teahouse to sit and drink tea.

Entering the teahouse, there happened to be a vacant position near the window to sit alone, Gao Ming went over and sat down to drink tea. Turning his head to look at the high platform, the old storyteller was gone, leaving a table and two chairs.

Is it already over? Gao Ming felt a slight regret in his heart. It was quite lively when I saw it before, and Gao Ming was quite curious.

Looking around, there are no fewer people in the lobby, and it is still a lively scene.

At this moment, a group of young boys walked in, dressed in brocade and jade, wearing dingdong, and a burst of giggling sounds could be heard from afar.

The first person was tall and strutted. Its steps are steady, Shenhua is introverted, and it has a bit of an abyss-like temperament. The man carried a birdcage in his left hand. Inside the birdcage, a pair of flower-headed parrots have shiny fur and bright colors. He holds a folding fan in his right hand, and the jade and crystal are inlaid with bones, and the brilliance is dazzling. Behind him was a group of dog-like figures, leaning him in the middle like stars and moons, and like a dirt dog that followed him, they followed him like a fart and a fart.

The group entered the lobby, and the son-in-law who was the leader frowned, and glanced at the crowded crowd in the lobby with disgust, all of them were small people, talking and chattering, and some were shirtless and exposed.

A dog-legged man stood up with a very face, and went to look at the best position under the stage.

There was already a circle of people sitting at the table, and they looked a little wealthy, and they were dressed in a long shirt and were clean.

The dog-legged took the steps of not recognizing his six relatives, swayed over, slapped the table with a "bang", and threw a powdery face to the sky: "Get out!"

The people at the table glanced at each other, stood up silently, shook the robes on their bodies, put their hands behind their backs, and turned away as if nothing had happened.

The dogleg tilted his head slightly, squinted his eyes, tilted his face, his nostrils slanted to the sky, and snorted coldly with great disdain: "Cut!"

When the young man at the head saw that the table was empty, he walked over without hurrying.

The dog leg jumped up, pulled out a stool, lifted his sleeve and wiped it vigorously, and said with a charming smile: "Brother Cheng, please sit!"

The Cheng family sat down with a golden sword, and the others sat down together.

I only heard that Cheng Jiazi ask: "In this hall, where will there be any beauty? Are you coaxing me?"

The dog leg said: "Brother Cheng doesn't know, a few days ago, there was an old storyteller in the capital, who told stories here every day, and it was called a sea of people." ”

Cheng Jiazi slapped him on the head: "Ye is here to see the beauty, you want to see and touch the beauty, you are good for your grandmother, find a storyteller to tell me a beauty?"

The dog leg covered his head: "Oh, Brother Cheng, don't do it!" The storyteller is also followed by a little lady who plays the pipa, and it is estimated that it is his granddaughter...... Hey, what's that?"

An interface on the side said: "It's glamorous!"

Cheng Jiazi looked at the stands and bowed his chin: "What about people?"

"This ......"

Cheng Jiazi kicked him off the edge of the table with a "snap".

The dog was in a hurry, got up and grabbed the collar of a person at the next table, and asked coldly, "Hey, let me ask you, what about the old storyteller?"

The one who was arrested was terrified, and his words were not very sharp: "That, that, that, I, I, I ......"

I didn't say a reason for a long time, the dog was anxious, and he raised his fist to fight.

At this time, someone next to him said: "Mr. has just finished speaking, and the current kung fu has rested, and he will go on stage in a while." ”

The dog leg pushed the person in his hand to the ground, kicked it as if venting, and shouted in his mouth: "A stinky storyteller pariah, what kind of stinky shelf, I'll rest his grandmother a bear!"

The people next to him hurriedly picked up their teacups and drank tea, but they didn't see them at all, and those who were a little farther away glanced at them vaguely, and shook their heads secretly, but they all dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

In the middle of the commotion, an old gentleman in a plain white robe walked up to the stage, and it was the old gentleman who told the story. Behind her, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, holding a pipa in her arms, followed behind her.

The little girl was petite, and the pipa looked half the size of her body. Looking at his appearance, his eyebrows and eyes are delicate. The willow eyebrows are bent, the autumn eyes are hazy, and the cherry mouth is a little bit, which has a delicate and graceful temperament, which makes people pity.

The arrogant dogleg suddenly quieted down, his eyes lit up, he stroked his palms and smiled, and squinted his little eyes to lean towards the stands.

Cheng Jiazi hit the crook of his leg with a kick, and the dog's leg fell to the ground with a "poof". "Woo" got up again, but he was not annoyed at all, but came to Cheng Jiazi's side like a flatterer, and said, "Brother Cheng, how is it?

The Cheng family said slowly: "You sit down and listen to the stories of others." ”

The dog's eyes turned quickly, and his face suddenly realized, and his mouth echoed: "Ao, yes, yes, listen to the story, listen to the story!" At that moment, he sat down in his seat with a smile, looking like he was sitting upright and eager to learn and learn.

I saw the old gentleman walk up to the stage, straighten his clothes, and sit down at the table. The little girl sat on the chair behind him with the lute in her arms, which covered most of her body.

The audience whispered to each other: "It's coming, it's coming!"