The female general of the last days returned to ancient times to raise a young prostitute

After leaving the cloth shop, Zhang Lanlan looked distressed. She pulled Mo Rao and said, "Arao's clothes are in such a state. What's the point of buying them? We can't wear all of them ourselves."

Mo Rao patted Zhang Lanlan's hand and said, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. I know what to do. I have other plans for this dress."

Zhang Lanlan saw Mo Rao. She had a plan in mind. It was difficult to say anything more. After all, she was just a newly married bride. It would be inappropriate to say too much.

Mo Rao looked up and saw a jewelry shop, so she pulled Zhang Lanlan in to have a look.

The waiter saw customers coming into the store and looked at the two of them.

Although the woman was wearing fine cotton, her face looked like that of a villager who had worked in the fields for a long time. Her skin was dark and her cheeks were thin, as if she had not had enough food for many years.

The little girl was also wearing coarse linen. They didn't look like people who could afford jewelry.

The guy thought he was observant, so he concluded that they couldn't afford it and were just here to enjoy the sight.

The waiter glanced at them with disdain. Seeing another woman coming up behind Mo Rao, he quickly passed them and went to greet the next guest.

Madam, what style do you like? I'll help you get it.

The aunt and sister-in-law were simply ignored by the waiter.

Mo Rao didn't get annoyed and took Zhang Lanlan to the jewelry counter to look at the jewelry. The jewelry was all at the back of the counter. You could see it, but if you wanted to take a closer look, you still had to ask the clerk to bring it to you.

This is to prevent those with bad intentions. After all, there is no surveillance in this era. Thieves are also rampant.

"Let me see this silver hairpin and that silver bracelet," the woman said.

"Okay, ma'am, please wait a moment." The waiter carefully introduced the place to the lady.

Mo Rao took a fancy to a pair of pearl earrings, thinking that her second sister would look good in them.

Can I take this out and have a look at it? Mo Rao asked.

The clerk said in a stern tone: "These earrings cost one ounce of silver. If you're sure you want them, I can get them for you."

Mo Rao was speechless. This discrimination was too obvious.

You, man. If I don't see it, how can I know whether I am satisfied or not?

Girl, if you don't buy, won't that delay my business? This isn't the place for you to hang out. You should go outside!

This was quite blunt. It was almost like saying, "You guys should leave now and don't delay my business."

She thought it would be nice if there was a jewelry store next door. She bought some jewelry from the jewelry store next door and paraded it around in front of the clerk, making him mad.

But the reality is that there is only this one jewelry store in town, so I can't really say anything.

At this time, another waiter, having sent the guests away, hurried over to greet them. "Which one do you want to see, young lady? Here, I'll get it for you."

Mo Rao asked. You two are both employees in this store.

“Yes, girl,” the man replied politely.

Do you get paid on commission? Mo Rao asked.

Yes, girl, if you sell more, you will naturally get more salary.

Mo Rao understands. Could you please show me these earrings?

“Okay, girl,” the guy said, and took out the earrings.

Mo Rao picked it up and took a look. The workmanship was very fine.

After looking at it, Mo Rao gave the earrings to the waiter.

The man carefully put the earring back where it belonged.

Mo Rao pointed to a silver hairpin and said, "Can you take this out and show it to me?"

Okay, girl, please wait a moment, said the waiter as he took out the silver hairpin.

Mo Rao took the silver hairpin, weighed it in her hand, and found it was quite heavy.

Mo Rao took a look. It was a very beautiful hairpin. Although the style was simple, it was very pleasing to the eye.

Then Mo Rao looked at a few other types of hairpins.

The woman chose a pair of earrings, paid one or two taels of silver and left.

The clerk was happy to see that the deal was done, but he noticed that the country bumpkins had not left yet.

The guy said to the guy on their side in a mocking tone: "Shi Tou, they just look at it but don't buy it, and you are still enthusiastically introducing it to the people behind you. Are you stupid?"

The stone dealer said, "They are customers. It is their business whether to buy or not, and it is my job to introduce them."

In fact, Shitou felt that they couldn't afford it, and they definitely wouldn't buy it if they just looked at it casually. He was just introducing it to them out of courtesy.

If they wanted to see something, I would introduce it to them. It wouldn't cost me anything. If I looked at it in the store and they ignored me, they would be embarrassed. I would still do what I could.

Just when the guy thought the two had finished watching and should leave.

Mo Rao said: Bring me four pairs of these pearl earrings.

The guy almost lost his balance when he heard that. "Girl, how many pairs do you want?"

Take four pairs. Mo Rao repeated.

There is also this silver hairpin, this one, and this one. Wrap these three silver hairpins for me.

Could you also wrap these two gilded lotus tassels for me?

And this silver bracelet.

The guy couldn't keep up with Mo Rao's pace at all, and Zhang Lanlan was also shocked by Mo Rao's spending power.

The clerk took out his abacus and calculated: "Four earrings, four taels of silver. This silver hairpin, ten taels. This one, eight taels. This one, ten taels too. Two gilded lotus tassels, twelve taels. Silver bracelet, eighteen taels." The clerk clattered away. The total was sixty-two taels.

"Okay, pack this for me." Mo Rao paid the money directly.

The clerk was dazed and packed Mo Rao's things one by one.

Mo Rao asked, "Can I get a few headbands for buying these?" Mo Rao noticed that there were headbands for men on the cabinet.

"Girl, you bought a lot, we can give it to you here." The waiter said, and took out a few hairbands from under the counter.

Even after Mo Rao left the shop, the clerk who had laughed at them was still in shock. His expression of regret was self-evident.

Man, what a shame! I used to think I had excellent observation skills, but now I have serious self-doubt.

I was the one who had greeted this person first, and yet such a big fish slipped away from me. I felt so bitter and astringent.

If he had made this deal, he would have earned more this month!

When Mo Rao was about to leave, she felt relieved when she saw the guy's face, which had turned blue, purple, and blue again.

Mo Rao thought that the most important thing to do today was to buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

Then he went straight to the bookstore. When he got there, Mo Rao was shocked by the prices again.

The brush, ink, paper, and inkstone were incredibly expensive. Mo Rao had only bought the lowest-quality items, and it still cost her over ten taels of silver. No wonder farmers couldn't afford education.

Just buying some brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone would cost more than ten taels, and that's the cheapest. If one were to study for months and years, how much would that cost? A farmer might not even be able to save a few taels of silver in years.