My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

"I'll give you a ride on the way, it's free. We have to go back before dark, the road is hard to walk on at night." Maizi said while eating a bun.

"Okay, I'll be back soon." Huaying put the two bamboo baskets and two combs together.

I smiled and asked an auntie who was passing by and asked how much a bamboo basket cost, "Auntie, today if you buy two bamboo baskets, you will get two combs for free. Four are only ten cents. Bamboo baskets are very useful. It would be better to prepare a few more at home so that you don't have to worry when you need them."

"Other people's two bamboo baskets only cost five cents, yours is too expensive, seven cents would be about right." The aunt looked at Huaying with dissatisfaction.

"You are obviously a person who knows how to live, so you must also be a connoisseur. You see, there are beauty and ugliness in people, and there are expensive and cheap clothes. Look at this bamboo basket in our house. It is not only neatly woven without burrs, but also has a curved shape and a shape. Isn't it neater than the bamboo basket of that price you mentioned? Things that are used frequently should be easy to use and comfortable, right?"

Huaying looked at her aunt with a smile.

The aunt smiled and said to Maizi, "You are really good at talking, I'll buy a few." The aunt smiled, paid the money and left.

Huaying turned to Maizi and said, "Brother Maizi, you can just shout like this later. If someone doesn't want to buy because it's too expensive, don't force them to stay. Small items are sold with quality."

The bamboo baskets made by Maiziditou's family are really well woven. Each one is carefully polished, and even the thin layer of grate is polished neatly, leaving a faint luster.

Huaying remembered that the only bamboo basket in the house had been used for so long and still had thorns on it, which had pricked her several times.

Maizi looked at Huaying with gratitude. She and her father made a living by weaving baskets. Her father was meticulous and paid attention to details. Few people could see this, let alone appreciate their craftsmanship.

Maizi looked at Huaying walking away again with some emotion, and only came to his senses when someone came to buy a bamboo basket.

Huaying was planning to buy some spring clothes. She visited several ready-made clothing stores and finally went to an inconspicuous but finely crafted shop and asked the proprietress to pick out some spring clothes that would suit her.

The boss's name was Yue Niang, she was about twenty-five years old, with a pair of almond-shaped eyes on her chubby face and her hair tied in a bun.

During the conversation, I learned that Yue Niang's hometown suffered a famine a few years ago, so she came to Taohua Town to live with her relatives. Because of her excellent embroidery skills, she opened a clothing store. Now all the clothes are made by her and her sister.

Yue Niang saw that Huaying had a slim figure and gentle temperament, so she picked out a light green and a goose yellow round-necked, double-breasted, waist-length, narrow-sleeved short shirt, with a honey camel and sky blue folded skirt. All the materials were cotton, which was convenient for working.

She also picked up a set of purple-based clothes with crimson edges, and an apricot-yellow sleeveless square-necked bodice with buttons. She wore a light purple cross-collared blouse with pipa sleeves underneath, and a waist-length pleated skirt with dark green dark flower edges, to wear when going out.

She picked up a few more pure cotton underwears. Looking at the beautiful new clothes, Huaying thought that no matter what era it was, girls would always feel equally happy when buying new clothes.

Yue Niang went to the shoe store next door and got two pairs of white crescent-shaped embroidered shoes. She handed them to Hua Ying with a smile, "It's cheaper for me to get them than for you to buy them."

Huaying thanked Yue Niang with a smile on her little face.

When Huaying came out of Yue Niang's shop, she always felt that someone was staring at her from behind, but when she turned around, she didn't see anyone.

Thinking that she had only been in Taohua Town for a month, the original owner had hardly left the village during this month, so no one should know her. Could it be that she was afraid of thieves because she just got rich, so she became suspicious? Thinking of this possibility, Huaying couldn't help but laugh.

Zimo leaned against the wall, fanning himself with a folding fan, continuing to stare at Huaying, watching her enter the men's clothing store again. This time, she stayed in the store much faster than in the women's clothing store.

After Huaying finished shopping, she carried the clothes and quickly went to the cross street to find Brother Maizi.

Huaying walked and thought that she had to ask Fu Shiyan to come with her to see the doctor tomorrow and get his leg cured first.

Zimo followed behind Huaying and watched her walk farther and farther away. Then he returned to Hongji Jewelry Store, waving his folding fan.

When the shop owner saw him, he quickly bowed and said, "I didn't know the prince had arrived, and I'm sorry for not coming to greet you."

The shop owner's aunt was a teaching nanny in the palace, so as the nephew, the owner of Hongji was fortunate enough to visit the palace several times.

Naturally, he recognized the only prince of the palace. The prince was also the only nephew of the current Emperor Wu, so his status was naturally extremely noble.

"Who is the girl who came to the store to deliver the drawings today?" Zimo sat in the main seat, put away his folding fan, and asked carefully.

"I'm so damn stupid. I forgot to ask when I saw the drawing. I'll ask next time and then tell the prince." The shopkeeper said as he handed over the drawing. Zimo picked up the drawing and looked at it carefully.

At the crossroads, Maizi, who was feeling sleepy, heard someone calling him, "Brother Maizi, can we go now?"

Following the direction of the voice, they saw Huaying coming over carrying a lot of things. Maizi hurriedly stood up to help her carry the things onto the carriage.

"Miss Huaying, the method you mentioned really works. Look, they are almost sold out." Maizi happily pointed at the few remaining bamboo baskets on the ground.

After packing up the stall with Brother Maizi, the sky gradually darkened. By the time the carriage arrived at the entrance of Taohua Village, it was already completely dark.

After making an appointment with Brother Maizi for tomorrow morning, he hurried home. When he reached the door, he found Fu Shiyan sitting in the yard, staring at the oil lamp on the table, as if he was thinking about something.

"Fu Shiyan, I'm back." Huaying felt an inexplicable sense of belonging when she saw Fu Shiyan.

Huaying thought maybe it was because he saved her, or because every time she walked home at night, he would leave a light on for her to come back? Maybe it was because the night was too seductive... Huaying felt that Fu Shiyan had an indescribable charm at this moment.

When Fu Shiyan heard the voice, he turned to look at her, only to see Huaying's eyes slightly shining and looking at him with a smile in the corners of her eyes. Fu Shiyan suddenly felt a touch in a corner of his heart.

"Fu Shiyan, we have money now, we can help you check your legs." Huaying couldn't hide the truth from him, so she squatted down and placed the remaining seventy-three taels of silver in front of him.

"Where did the money come from?" Fu Shiyan looked at the stack of banknotes on the table and was a little surprised.

Huaying told him everything that happened today. After that, she took out four buns from her bag, kept one with cabbage filling for herself, and gave three with meat filling to Fu Shiyan, then got up and went to the kitchen to boil water.

Fu Shiyan looked at her thin figure, then lowered his head to look at the meat bun in his hand, and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

"Where did you learn painting and jewelry design?" Fu Shiyan stared at her and asked the question in his mind.

Huaying paused as she was adding firewood to the stove, thinking that even if she told you the truth, you wouldn't believe it.

He lifted the lid of the pot and scooped water while saying, "If I say I learned this from an old lady in a dream, would you believe me?"

Fu Shiyan was amused by her words. At that moment, he seemed to see a naughty little sister.

Huaying raised the corner of her mouth, feeling that Fu Shiyan finally talked more today, and thought that this iceberg had finally been melted by her.