Chapter 373 Red Silk
"Brother Pang Da has a good eye, and I like the stone blue color the most," Gu Qingtong smiled, and turned to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, look at how much cloth it takes to make a robe with my elder brother's stature. what?"
"Then let me measure it for you, the satin is expensive, so don't dare to talk too much and let the young lady waste the money." The shopkeeper said while searching for the ruler.
Pang Yi frowned and asked Gu Qingtong: "Didn't you say to make clothes for Mr. Chen? Why do you want to measure my figure?"
"Isn't my cousin not free to follow?" Gu Qingtong was too busy to apologize, "I see that Brother Pang, you are worth about the same as my cousin, but you are stronger, and you should wear clothes of the same size. Brother Pang, you Good people do it to the end, send Buddha to heaven, okay? Help me again!"
In fact, Pang Yi was impatient for a long time, but he couldn't say anything to the smile on Gu Qingtong's face, and felt that he was too unreasonable, so he didn't say anything at the moment, and let the shopkeeper take the money. A ruler came and measured him.
After buying the fabric for Chen Qingxuan's clothes, Gu Qingtong was still reluctant to leave, and looked at the colorful fabrics of the woman's house across the street.
"Girl, you also want to make clothes for yourself, right?" The shopkeeper was all smiles, and hurried over again in a hurry, took out several rolls of cloth from the shelf and introduced them to Gu Qingtong, "Look, girl, this They are all materials that arrived a few years ago, the color looks good, and they are just right for you to wear," said the shopkeeper, glanced at Pang Yi who was standing there, and whispered to Gu Qingtong, "Girl, this is another man's material. , I want to buy women's materials again, I'm afraid I'm in a hurry to make a wedding dress?"
"Shopkeeper, don't talk nonsense!" Gu Qingtong blushed, and secretly glanced at Pang Yi, whispering to the shopkeeper, "Brother Pang Da and I are not..."
"I know, I know!" The shopkeeper hurriedly answered the words in a considerate manner, and said to Gu Qingtong with a smile, "Even if we haven't got married yet, I'm afraid we're going to get engaged, right? Girl, you have a really good eye. Look, the frame is also very good, when I measured him just now, my good guy, but he has a strong tendon!"
"You're about to say it..." Gu Qingtong's face was already blushing unbelievably, and while wiping his face with a handkerchief, he turned around and called Pang Yi, "Brother Pang Pang, come and see if the water red one looks better, or the silver red one? "
Pang Yi couldn't tell the difference between water red and silver red. As soon as he saw the deep and light red on the counter, he felt a pain in his head, so he said to Gu Qingtong: "You can pick whatever color you like. All right."
"Ah!" Gu Qingtong replied crisply, while choosing the silver-red material, she asked the shopkeeper to pull four feet of red silk for her. Looking at the fiery red silk, she felt both excited and emotional. Finally, She is about to start making her own wedding dress.
The shopkeeper wrapped up all the fabrics, and the total was two or three coins. Gu Qingtong only carried one or two silver coins with him, and he had no plan to buy fabrics for himself. Naturally, the money was not enough. Gu Qingtong touched the red Silk was really reluctant to return it, so he had to ask Pang Yi to borrow money with a embarrassed face: "Brother Pang Pang, do you have any money on you? Can... can you lend me some money first?"
Pang Yi couldn't stay any longer, so he immediately took two or three coins from his pocket and handed them over to the shopkeeper. He walked out while carrying a few bags, and said to Gu Qingtong, "When is it convenient for you? I'll do it, don't worry."
"Thank you, Brother Pang." Gu Qingtong happily followed Pang Yi out of the fabric shop.
"Is there nothing to buy?" Pang Yi put the baggage into the car, and turned to Gu Qingtong while asking.
"No, no more," Gu Qingtong shook his head in a hurry, and came over to get on the carriage. Maybe the shadow of almost falling just now was still there. Gu Qingtong stood in front of the carriage, hesitated a little, and then said to Pang Yi embarrassedly: "Pang Da Brother, can you give me a hand? The carriage is too high."
Pang Yi didn't speak, and walked over with a sullen face, holding Gu Qingtong's arm, and helped her into the carriage.
"Thank you, Brother Pang!" Gu Qingtong said to Pang Yi with an uncontrollable excitement, both happy and ashamed.
"Sit down." Pang Yi got into the carriage, flicked his whip, and the horse galloped away.
On the second floor of the teahouse across the street, Xiao An was sitting by the window, looking coldly at the receding carriage, her sleeves clenched into fists.