Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

One of the men checked it again out of concern and said, "Don't let it get loose along the way. Our food is very precious!" The others nodded in agreement.

After tying up the sacks, the men did not stop for a moment, shouting and driving the ox cart towards the grocery store.

The wheels rolled forward, raising a cloud of dust. The cow seemed to sense the people's eagerness and its hooves moved faster and more steadily.

The people sitting on the ox cart had serious and focused expressions, and were thinking about what they would buy when they got to the grocery store.

Yang Qingfeng and his group drove an ox cart to the grocery store, only to see that the door was wide open and the sunlight shone directly into the store, but there was no one in front of the door.

The shop was filled with a wide variety of goods, neatly arranged on the shelves, but no one was interested in buying them.

A gentle breeze blew by, stirring up a few fallen leaves near the door, making the place seem even more desolate. The bright sign swayed gently in the wind, making a creaking sound, as if expressing the loneliness of being deserted.

Yang Qingfeng jumped off the ox cart and looked at the deserted scene, feeling a little confused.

Jindan followed him down, scratched his head and said, "Why is there no one here? This shouldn't be the case normally."

The other men also gathered around and discussed the matter one after another.

Yang Qingfeng stepped into the grocery store and shouted, "Is anyone there?" His voice echoed in the empty shop.

This shout was like a sudden thunderclap, waking up the shopkeeper who was dozing off behind the counter.

The shopkeeper was startled and almost fell off his chair. In his panic, he even knocked over the teacup next to him.

He straightened his hat and shouted, "Waiter, hurry up and greet the guests!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a waiter suddenly rushed out from somewhere, as fast as a frightened rabbit, and almost bumped into the shelf.

The waiter was still straightening his tilted hat as he ran, muttering, "I'm coming, boss, please don't rush me, I'm coming!"

When the waiter saw the seven or eight men coming in from behind Yang Qingfeng, he immediately smiled and greeted everyone warmly: "Dear guests, please come in, please come in!"

As he spoke, he busily wiped the tables and chairs with his sleeves, looking so attentive as if everyone was his long-lost relative.

The shopkeeper was still a little sleepy at first, but when he saw so many people coming in, he immediately perked up and joined in personally.

He quickly stepped out from behind the counter, a smile even brighter than the waiter's. He bowed and said, "Wow, it's truly a great honor to have you all visiting our humble shop! What would you all like to order?"

As he spoke, his eyes kept looking at everyone, and he glanced at the ox cart parked outside the store, thinking in his mind that he could make some big deals.

The shopkeeper's face was filled with smiles, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together: "Our store has everything you need. We guarantee that you will be satisfied!"

As he spoke, he led everyone deeper into the store, his positive energy seeming to have endless strength.

Yang Qingfeng looked at the golden egg, then turned to the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, we want to buy a batch of beautiful fabrics to make clothes for the girls." After saying that, he glanced at the fabrics in the shop.

When the shopkeeper heard this, the smile on his face became even more enthusiastic, and he quickly responded, "Well, sir, you have come to the right place! I have everything here, I guarantee you will be satisfied." As he said that, he deftly took out fabrics of various patterns from the shelves and displayed them in front of them one by one.

Jindan stared at the fabrics, especially when he saw the pearlescent fabric, his eyes lit up.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch it gently. The smooth texture made his heart beat fast, but then he squeezed the silver in his hand and his heart skipped a beat.

He sighed secretly and reluctantly turned his eyes away from the expensive fabrics.

Finally, his eyes fell on a piece of yellow embroidered coarse cotton cloth. Jindan's eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and regret. He knew in his heart that he had little money and could not afford those fine fabrics.

He bit his lip, checked the few silver coins in his hand again, and said to Yang Qingfeng, "Brother Qingfeng, I think we should take this yellow embroidered coarse cotton cloth. It's more economical." There was a hint of loss in his voice.

Yang Qingfeng looked at the coarse cotton cloth printed with small yellow flowers, examined it carefully, then looked up and asked, "Boss, how much is this?" There was a hint of expectation and exploration in his eyes.

The boss smiled and quickly replied, "Sir, it's only twenty cents now. It was thirty cents before, but now the price is really affordable!" As he spoke, he gestured with his fingers to show the number "twenty".

Jindan's eyes lit up when he heard this. He quickly calculated the price in his mind, realizing it was much cheaper than he'd expected. "Boss, pack it up for us," he said, a satisfied smile on his face, as if he'd found a great bargain.

Jindan couldn't wait to hand the silver in his hand to the shopkeeper, urging him, "Wrap it up quickly, we are in a hurry to go back!"

After saying that, he couldn't help but reach out and touch the yellow embroidered coarse cotton cloth. Imagining Huahua wearing clothes made of it, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Yang Qingfeng's eyes moved among the many fabrics, and suddenly, his eyes fixed on a batch of fine cotton fabrics.

He walked forward and gently stroked the fabric with his hands, his eyes full of love.

It was a piece of pink fine cotton cloth, its color delicate and soft, like the first blooming peach blossoms in spring.

Yang Qingfeng took the cloth to the light and looked at it carefully. There was a faint pearly luster on it, which was like dewdrops on flower petals in the morning, crystal clear and shining with charming luster.

Yang Qingfeng couldn't help but imagine Huahua wearing clothes made of this cloth in his mind. She must be charming and beautiful. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. This pink color suits Huahua's skin tone best. She will definitely look great in it.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen Huahua's happy smile and shy expression after she put on the new clothes.

When the shopkeeper saw that Yang Qingfeng was interested in the pink cotton cloth, he hurried forward to introduce it.

The shopkeeper's face was filled with an ingratiating smile, his eyes gleaming with shrewdness. "Sir, this is new merchandise. You have a very good eye! Don't be fooled by its cotton nature; it's actually blended with silk."

As he spoke, the shopkeeper gently picked up the cloth with his fingers, draped it over himself and showed it to Yang Qingfeng.