Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"I still want to sell a few more bolts of cloth, so you should suppress the price. This business will continue for a long time. If I need it in the future, I will definitely come to your house to patronize!"

Qiuniang didn't expect that a little girl would counter-offer, and her words were beautiful, so she readily agreed. "Okay, then one, two, five hundred!"

Han Yingxue picked out a few more bolts of cloth.

Different fabrics have different prices. A piece of ordinary coarse cloth is 150 Wen a piece, and a piece of better material is 200 Wen a piece. The color is bright and the material is slightly better. It costs three hundred cash.

But since it was hard to make a suit of clothes, Han Yingxue didn't want to save money on the materials. So I decided to buy 300 wen colored cloth and go back.

Han Yingxia was still young, so Han Yingxue picked out a pink one for her, and a light blue one for herself. Han Yingwu and Han Yingwen are dark blue.

Calculated in this way, it would cost one, two, or two hundred wen.

"Zhao Qishan, come here!" Han Yingxue called out.

Zhao Qishan, who was leaning against the door and thinking quietly, was brought back to reality by Han Yingxue's call.

With a beautiful arc in his mouth, he ran over in a hurry.

"What are you staring at?" Han Yingxue asked curiously.

Just now she had been choosing cloth, but she didn't pay attention to him. When she called him, she saw him in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking.

"No... nothing..." Zhao Qishan pulled out a smile. In fact, he himself didn't know what he was thinking. It's just that the man he saw in the restaurant just now gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But no matter what he thought, he still couldn't remember.

Facing Han Yingxue's suspicious and scrutinizing eyes, Zhao Qishan's heart became a little flustered.

"Xue'er, what did you call me for?"

"Which piece of cloth do you like, you can choose it yourself!" Han Yingxue pointed to the 300-wen piece of cloth and said to Zhao Qishan.

"Xue'er, why did you let me choose?" Zhao Qishan asked a little puzzled.

"I bought cloth to make clothes for you. You didn't pick it, so I picked it for you?" Han Yingxue said, raising her pretty eyebrows with an expression of an idiot like you.

Zhao Qishan was startled, and it took him a while to digest Han Yingxue's words.

What Xue'er meant...make clothes for him?

My heart seemed to be filled with a jar of honey suddenly. Sweet.

"Xue'er, are you going to make clothes for me?" Zhao Qishan asked with a smile.

Han Yingxue looked at Zhao Qishan, this man laughed, he was really not afraid of fascination.

Even Qiu Niang, who was on the side, was also attracted by Zhao Qishan's beautiful smile.

She has been in business for more than ten years and has met many people, but this is the first time she has seen such a good-looking man.

Looking at Han Yingxue, he said enviously, "Girl, you are so lucky, your husband looks really handsome."

After Qiuniang finished speaking, she turned to look at Zhao Qishan again, and said with a smile: "Young master is also very lucky, my lady thoughtfully made clothes for you."

There were several black lines on Han Yingxue's forehead.

What is this and what!

"You misunderstood, he is not my husband!" Han Yingxue explained.

Qiu Niang covered her mouth in surprise, she actually said something wrong.

She has been in business for many years and hasn't missed it. Just then, looking at the tenderness in Zhao Qishan's eyes towards Han Yingxue, he thought that the two were husband and wife, but they weren't...

"He's my cousin!" Han Yingxue added.

"Hey, look what nonsense I'm talking about!" Qiu Niang laughed along with her.

Zhao Qishan felt a little lost when he heard Han Yingxue's explanation of the relationship between the two of them.

Xueer was right, but, why, felt a little sad?