Chapter 229 Scallion Pancake, Soy Milk and Yam Porridge (4)

As soon as the jewelry store opened, customers were welcomed. The shop clerk and the proprietress greeted him with smiles on their faces.

"Sir, you came to our shop so early in the morning to choose jewelry for the ladies at home?" No matter how cold the weather is, the proprietress, who always carries a round fan in her hand, shakes the round fan in her hand twice, acting like a dog to the person dressed up. The man of the Yang family looked at him through the fan, and his sharp eyes clearly understood the price of his robes at a glance. The smile on his face that was originally a bit "routine" suddenly became more sincere.

This kind of people, whether they choose jewelry for their women's family members sincerely or not, they always have to be decent in terms of face.

As expected, after scanning the jewelry in the shop, Mr. Yang quickly spotted a golden butterfly hairpin with wings spread out and decorated with tassels. He took the hairpin off, weighed it in his hand, and then spoke. He said, "I've seen it. The gold of this golden hairpin is plated with gold powder, and the inside is silver. It's also very light, and it doesn't have any jewelry or jade embedded in it. It shouldn't be worth anything!"

Seeing the dog-like husband in front of her "degrading" the hairpin in her hand from beginning to end, the smile on the jewelry shop proprietress's face had already turned cold. She glanced at the husband of the Yang family in front of her and snorted coldly: " He turned out to be a penny-pinching person!"

Since they were such customers, the landlady was too lazy to laugh and continued with a hum: "I am a jewelry carver for free? Is it free to hire a master to do the craftsmanship? Can you find someone with inferior workmanship to deceive those spoiled little ladies? Eyes?"

At first glance, these people want to spend some small money to catch big fish! How many years has she been running a jewelry store? Can she be deceived?

"Ten taels of silver, that's the same price!" the landlady said, casting a disdainful glance at the Yang family man, and said, "If you want to bargain, why not buy it at a stall in the market outside! You really have to be particular. , I’ll actually buy a hairpin with jewelry and beautiful jade, don’t be stingy!” At this point, before the man of the Yang family could say anything, the landlady snorted again, “It’s just that the money for the hairpin’s craftsmanship is just a supplement. Well, jewelry and jade alone are beyond the reach of Shiliang!"

Being choked by the boss lady holding a gun and a stick, the Yang family man's face turned ugly. He glared at the shrewd looking boss lady in front of him, knowing in his heart that the boss lady was telling the truth.

After all, he couldn't bear to part with the hairpin he picked. In the end, the man of the Yang family stamped his feet, gritted his teeth, picked out a few pieces of silver from his purse and handed it over.

As soon as the landlady took it, the husband of the Yang family immediately said: "I weighed it, I guess there are eleven taels in it, please give me a tael of silver!"

The landlady glanced at him with an ugly face, snorted coldly, went back to the counter, took a piece of silver, and returned it to Mr. Yang, but Mr. Yang held the gold hairpin in his hand and said, "I've asked about your shop before. The box inside is free, wrap it up for me!"

Being so stingy... the landlady rolled her eyes and took the gold hairpin.

After a while, the man of the Yang family walked out of the jewelry shop with a beautiful box in his hand and walked eastward.

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Having seen all this, Lin Fei put down the clairvoyance in his hand, picked up the soy milk and yam porridge on the side, and while drinking the porridge, he watched the husband of the Yang family walk to the market and stop.

The coolness of autumn and winter is gradually rising. The autumn clothes are beautiful, but they can't block the coolness. The man holding the box was so excited by the refreshing coolness that he sneezed several times. He lowered his head to blow his nose and moved his mouth. Lin Fei raised the clairvoyance in his hand. After looking at his mouth movements for a moment, he said to Zhao You, "He's scolding me!"

After scolding my mother for a while, when the sun began to rise and the sun rose higher and higher, the person the husband of the Yang family was waiting for finally arrived.

Looking at the young ladies and maids appearing in the crowd, Lin Fei fell silent. After a while, he sighed and said with emotion: "No wonder he is so sure that he can defeat this father-in-law!"

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"Sneeze!" Xunzhou, who was lowering his head to paint, also sneezed, but it was not cold. After all, although his "shabby" robe had more patches, it was thick inside.

This sneeze was actually choked by the pepper sprinkled on the roasted leg of lamb set up by several barbarian vendors not far from my opponent.

But I saw a few barbarians opposite setting up an iron frame and roasting a leg of lamb. They also took a few Da Rong "cattail fans" in their hands as if they were in the local customs. They looked very "heroic" in their movements. When they got the specially made roasted leg of lamb. The iron stove was set up, thick smoke dispersed in all directions, and with the drastic action of spreading various spices, everyone around him naturally choked and sneezed and coughed.

Because of the discomfort of being choked, and not everyone liked the smell of fireworks, complaints immediately started.

The market can't help but have different types of vendors. After all, this market is Chang'an City's market, and it doesn't belong to any vendor. I can't complain about the stall where the barbarians are allowed to grill the leg of lamb, so I can only complain that there is something wrong with the roasted leg of lamb.

"Look at the thick smoke billowing out. The barbarians are black and strong, and they look barbaric. You will definitely have diarrhea if you eat their food!"

"Yes! Look at their stubbled beards and dirty looks, you can tell they are not clean. Who knows if the leg of lamb has been washed?"

Listening to the complaints of the Taoist priests and scholars setting up stalls around him, Xunzhou felt more and more that the competition in the market was more interesting than he originally thought!

What's even more interesting is that after the skewers of mutton were roasted, the "neighbors" who had just complained ran faster than anyone else, and soon each of them came back with two skewers of mutton, biting on the skewers. I was eating mutton skewers and praised: "It's really delicious!"

Xunzhou: "..." The slap in the face was so fast that they didn't even care.

Just as he was about to ask his neighbors if the kebabs were worth buying, from the corner of his eye, Xunzhou saw a girl wearing an autumn sweater and a red cloak approaching from a distance with two maids.

As soon as the girl appeared, Xunzhou was startled, and said to himself, "No!" He quickly shrank back, lowered his head and painted quickly, not daring to raise his head, for fear of being recognized!

God knows, how could this young lady with her family background come to this crowded and chaotic market for no reason!

But when he thought about this lady's temperament, Xunzhou felt that it wasn't that surprising after all!

No matter what, this young lady is under the control of her parents and has nothing to do with him. The handsome young man next to her has nothing to do with him. He only hopes that she will just pass by his stall and have the right to do so. Just a passerby!

Xunzhou lowered his head, only focusing on painting without raising his head, hiding his face tightly. But luckily, when he passed by his calligraphy and painting stall, the young man next to the lady suddenly stopped. He stopped walking, probably because he wanted to show off his talents in front of her, but he picked up a painting from his painting stall and asked Xunzhou: "Did Xun paint this red maple at sunset?"