Shi Qing took Yun Zhi to step over the threshold, and Xiao Er saw the two at a glance.
Xiao Er's eyes lit up, feeling that there was a big order in the store.
She immediately greeted her from behind the counter, flattering and bowing her waist, completely opposite to the middle-aged husband and wife just now.
The femininity among husband and wife is just to buy a piece of clothes for the snobbish little Er to see!
"What kind of clothes do you want, I can recommend them here."
Little Er pointed to a row of expensive and brightly colored finished clothes not far away, and motioned to Shiqing, "Do you want to look this way?"
Oh, two faces.
Shi Qing said, "I want to go shopping first."
Instead, the husband and wife next to him picked a piece of clothing. The man asked Xiao Er, "How do you sell this?"
Xiao Er glanced back and felt that it was too cheap to make any money, so he turned his head back, looked at Shi Qing attentively, and asked enthusiastically, "Did you fancy anything? ?"
The man was shaken, his face stiffened, and he silently put down his clothes again.
Shi Qing looked at Xiao Er, "He asked you the price."
Little Er squinted and said in a long voice in a voice that everyone in the room could hear, "It's cheap, it's not worth the money."
The woman glared at Xiao Er, "You—!"
The man immediately grabbed her arm and dragged it out, "Let's go."
You shouldn't have stayed to take another look.
The two bowed their heads and walked out, as if they had done something wrong, their faces were ugly.
Xiao Er glanced at him and sneered: "I don't have money to buy any clothes."
She looked at Shi Qing with a sincere smile on her face, "You choose."
Shi Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, gave Xiao Er a deep look, pulled up a chair and sat down, leaning against the back of the chair and cocking Erlang's legs, "I think this place is pretty good."
She points to cheap but durable bunts.
These are sold to drudgery.
Little Er paused slightly, looked at Shi Qing from beginning to end again, and said with a dry smile, "The guest looks like a noble person, why don't you buy some nice clothes."
She said, "Those are all worn by poor and sour people, which are worthy of your temperament. You might as well take a look at the new products in our store, all of which are popular in Beijing."
"Beijing style?" Shi Qing habitually reached for the tea cup, but he picked it up and saw that it was empty.
Little Er reacted and immediately shouted, "Hurry up and send hot water to the distinguished guest."
She stood beside her, bent over and said, "Wait a minute, the tea will be here soon. Why don't you pick your clothes first?"
Shi Qing nodded, looked up at the clothes hanging on the wall, "The blue one—"
Xiao Er's eyes lit up, "Do you want the blue one?"
Sure enough, he is a rich man with a good eye.
Shi Qing shook his head, "No, it's too cheap, the fabric is just average."
Shi Qing looked at them one by one, "The red one is too dark, and I'm not eighty years old, so it's too old-fashioned to wear it. The blue one doesn't work either—"
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The Starting Point of Raising a Husband
RomanceAuthor : 卟许胡来 Shi Qing became cannon fodder in the book, and could see the countdown to her life every day, and learned that in the end her family would be ruined and she would be hung on the wall to dry. Her mother is a censor. After so many years...