After I traveled through the book, I fought back in the Hou Mansion

After dinner and washing up, Luo Shuiyao went to bed in a very good mood. She slept particularly soundly that night.

The next morning, after breakfast, the Marquis' wife, as usual, went out to attend various tea parties and banquets with the ladies of the various mansions. Lu Zhaozhao claimed that she and Liu Yanyan were going to go play with the other noble ladies, but Luo Shuiyao, citing ankle discomfort, remained at the mansion again.

"Miss, are we still going to see that young master today?"

In the carriage, Chun Xing and Du Juan no longer had the excitement and nervousness of yesterday, but were replaced by curiosity.

Luo Shuiyao shook her head slightly, a mysterious smile playing on her lips. "We'll see him later today. We have more important things to do first."

Although Du Juan was puzzled, she didn't ask any more questions. She knew her daughter was always independent-minded and must have her own reasons for saying so.

The carriage suddenly became quiet, and the noise outside seemed to be isolated in another world.

Chun Xing and Du Juan's eyes fell on Luo Shuiyao from time to time, trying to guess from her expression what the more important thing was.

Luo Shuiyao lowered her eyes slightly, seemingly dozing, but her mind was filled with thoughts. She was dressed in a moon-white silk dress, her long, jet-black hair cascading over her shoulders. A few strands of hair fluttered gently in the breeze, framing her fair skin and delicate features, making her look like a fairy descended to earth.

"Miss, we're here." Not long after, Uncle Zhou's voice came.

Luo Shuiyao asked Dujuan to give Zhou Bo a dime of silver and asked him to tie the horse at a nearby teahouse and go in for some tea. Then they walked towards the "Baoyifang" in front.

Walking on the street, Luo Shuiyao looked around and found that this street was basically full of various cloth and ready-made clothing shops.

At this time, there were not too many people on the street, but there was a shop not far ahead, which seemed crowded compared to the other shops.

Luo Shuiyao narrowed her eyes slightly, already forming a guess in her mind. She walked forward quickly, Du Juan and Chun Xing trotting behind her.

Luo Shuiyao walked closer and saw the words "Baoyifang" written on it. She glanced at the door and saw several waiters busy greeting customers.

After observing for a while, Luo Shuiyao walked into the store with Du Juan and Chun Xing, and a faint fragrance hit them. The decoration inside the store was exquisite and dazzling.

She slowly looked around and saw that the shop was just like a modern two-bedroom house. On one side were various kinds of cloth, while the other side was filled with all kinds of ready-made clothes.

Looking closely, I found that the shop was filled with young girls and wives, some in groups of two or three, talking in low voices.

Luo Shuiyao took a few steps forward, and the voices of several young wives' conversations came into her ears. "Xiu Niang, what color is the dress you bought?"

The embroiderer, wearing a cyan dress and a woman's bun, had blushed. "Oh, Sister Hua, please don't ask such embarrassing questions."

She pouted coquettishly, her eyes revealing shyness and panic, and one hand unconsciously tugged at the corner of her clothes, as if trying to hide her inner embarrassment.

"Ha ha,"

The woman called Sister Hua looked older and a little plump. Seeing the embroiderer's appearance, she smiled and said, "Why are you embarrassed? We are all women."

The embroiderer was annoyed, stamped her feet, and a hint of anger appeared on her cheeks.

Sister Hua quickly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, it's my fault. I won't ask anymore. But I can tell you, I chose a small red dress. Go back and wear it to your brother-in-law."

As Sister Hua spoke, a smile that was a mixture of shyness and sweetness appeared on her face.

When Lady Xiu heard this, her cheeks became even redder, as if blood was about to drip out. She bit her lips lightly, not knowing how to respond to Sister Hua's bold words.

Hearing this, Luo Shuiyao's lips curled up slightly, and she smiled knowingly. Then, she no longer paid attention to the conversation between the two women and continued walking forward.

I saw three or five little sisters gathered together, chattering and discussing. The topics were nothing more than what color to choose and who to wear it for. Their cheeks were all blushing with embarrassment, and they looked particularly harmonious.

A few girls in front were busy running back and forth, with beads of sweat on their foreheads, but they still greeted every customer enthusiastically.

Luo Shuiyao stared at them for a long time, then led Du Juan and the other two to lean back, standing by the wall not far away, watching the scene quietly.

After a while, the shop finally sent a wave of customers away. A few young girls wanted to sit down and rest for a while, but suddenly saw Luo Shuiyao and the others. She mistakenly thought there were new customers and quickly smiled and said, "Miss, are you here to look at the clothes too? Sorry, we're sold out today. Would you mind coming back tomorrow?"

Luo Shuiyao raised the corner of her mouth and said gently, "Hello, young lady. I'm not here to buy any clothes, but I'm here to look for your shopkeeper. I wonder if he's in the store today?"

The little girl was slightly startled, a flash of surprise on her face, and then she smiled again. "So, miss, you're here to see our shopkeeper. Which shopkeeper do you want to see?"

Now it was Luo Shuiyao's turn to be stunned. She frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, "Do you have several shopkeepers?" There was a bit of surprise in her voice, and she wondered the reason in her heart: No way, could it be that in ancient times there were also titles of store owner and deputy store owner?

The little girl's smile grew brighter, dispelling all the gloom. "Of course. We have Shopkeepers Fang and Du."

Seeing that Luo Shuiyao didn't answer, she continued to ask, "Excuse me, which shopkeeper are you looking for?"

Luo Shuiyao regained her senses instantly, "I'm looking for your shopkeeper Fang. I wonder if she's available today?"

The girl said cheerfully, "Of course we are here. Please sit down first, miss. I'll go call Manager Fang over for you." After that, the girl walked quickly towards the inner room.

Luo Shuiyao looked at her back and smiled, then refused the other girls' request to give up their seats, and instead turned her attention to the ready-made clothes in the store and looked at them carefully.

After a while, hurried footsteps were heard in the room. Luo Shuiyao looked over and saw Fang Yueniang walking towards her quickly.

A smile spread across her face, as charming as a blooming flower, and she took a few steps forward. "Sister Yue Niang, I'm sorry if my sudden visit today disturbed you."

Fang Yueniang's smile was as bright as the warm sun. She hurried forward to stop Luo Shuiyao from bowing. Her voice was gentle, "How could it be? I've been looking forward to your visit these past few days, but you didn't come. I thought you... didn't want it anymore."