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Chapter 65: As if her family was running a gold mine

The original owner had done something like this before, not just once.

Now? If it were her, it would be time to change her approach.

"I am now in charge of the middle school. How can I be compared to you shabby women? Are you not convinced? If not, we will compete. If anyone is scared in the end, admit his mistake on the spot! Do you dare to compete?" Qin Fengwan

He raised his face with arrogance, as if An Huiru and the others in front of him were beggars.

She was already tall, but with a look of disdain, a girl from an aristocratic family immediately became angry, "Hui Ru! Promise to compete with her! I don't believe it. We combined, can't compare to a loser!"

She had forgotten that whether it was chess, calligraphy, painting, or poems and songs, Qin Fengwan was recognized by Master Liu and had become Master Liu's direct disciple. However, she had been at Xinglin Academy for many years, and until now, she had not been able to let him.

Master Liu Di saw it in his eyes.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Fengwan glanced at her with contemptuous eyes. She took a step back with a guilty conscience and stood behind An Huiru.

There was a smile on the corners of Qin Fengwan's lips, "I, a loser, am lucky enough to become Master Liu Di's direct disciple. When I complete my studies, I will be able to walk around the capital, but some people will look at me eagerly.

The young lady followed Emperor Liu and became a pillar of Great Chu, but she is not qualified to become Master Liu's direct disciple."

An Huiru knew that Qin Fengwan was deliberately using this method to provoke the generals, and wanted them to tell them what was so great about Emperor Liu's direct disciples?

Saying this will not only arouse the anger of everyone present, but also insult the reputation of Master Liu. Master Liu is her maternal ancestor. How could she say this and fall into Qin Fengwan's trap?

"Qin Fengwan, we are here to buy clothes, not to see you show off. If you have money, you'd better buy the most expensive clothes. Don't be looked down upon by us and call you shabby!" An Huiru raised her eyebrows and further

Exciting Qin Fengwan.

Qin Fengwan smiled and said, "In a moment, I will get the most noble clothes. Don't you guys be jealous."

"Brother, take off the light purple palace skirt above!" Before An Huiru could say anything, Qin Fengwan turned to greet the clerk.

"Yes, sir, I will help you take it off later."

There are various kinds of clothing, and the ones hanging at the top are all extremely expensive and cannot be afforded by ordinary people.

The palace skirt was placed on the counter. Qin Fengwan stretched out his hand. It was made of ice silk and was made of fine workmanship. It was comparable to the costumes worn by empresses in the palace.

"How much silver?"

"Come back, guest officer, eight hundred taels!"

'Snapped'!!!

Qin Fengwan had just asked the price when An Huiru's banknote was slapped on the counter.

"Brother! I'll wrap up this dress. I want it, so there's no need to find the money!" An Huiru raised her face and looked at Qin Fengwan with a smile.

Do you want it? If you want more money, I will give it to you!

It’s not like the original owner has never done something like this. In the end, the original owner was able to spend 10,000 taels and take away a piece of clothing.

The clerk looked at Qin Fengwan in embarrassment. If Qin Fengwan insisted on buying it, he would have to be sorry and ask the guest to pay more.

Qin Fengwan glanced regretfully, let go of his hand, and called out to another waiter.

"Brother, take off this palace skirt hanging above!" It is a light pink palace skirt, suitable for little girls around ten years old. At the age of Qin Fengwan and An Huiru, wearing it is childish and superficial.

, as long as normal people, no one will buy it.

The waiter responded and came over.

Normally, the waiter will kindly remind the customer that this color is not suitable for you, and the pink palace skirt is not high enough, and it will not fit the ladies in front of you.

At this time, he saw several young ladies venting their anger. No matter what he said, it would not help, and he might even get scolded.

He pretended not to know and put the palace dress on the counter, "Miss, this palace dress is also eight hundred taels!"

Just as Qin Fengwan was about to take it, a girl from a noble family next to her reached out and took it, "I want this palace skirt, man! Help me wrap it up!"

She took out two 500-tael silver notes and said without batting an eye, "It's better to find it. I will reward you with the remaining silver!" It was as if her family ran a gold mine.

"Yes! Thank you, miss!" The waiter happily put away his palace skirt without even looking at Qin Fengwan.

Qin Fengwan looked at the waiter's neat skirt, and his face was as calm as a pool of autumn water.

After finishing his work, Qin Fengwan pointed to an icy blue dress hanging on the wall, "Man, how much does this cost? I want it!"

She didn't let the guy go down to take it, she just said she wanted it, but she didn't take the money outside.

The clerk hurriedly stepped forward and took off the costume, "Miss, this costume is the most representative costume of our Huashang Pavilion, and it is also the treasure of our store. It costs one thousand two hundred taels of silver."

The clerk happily introduced that if the person in front of him could also give a reward of several hundred taels of silver, his son would not have to worry about the cost of studying at Xinglin Academy.

"Brother, I want this dress, please wrap it up for me!" Another lady from an aristocratic family took out some silver and slapped it on the table.

Qin Fengwan took a look and saw that one thousand taels were still short of two hundred taels.

An Huiru, with quick eyes and quick hands, handed over a banknote in her hand. Qin Fengwan glanced at it and saw that it was exactly two hundred taels.

Where is this? Is there no money left?

If you want to run against her, you must have the capital to run against her.

Chu Mingyu was sitting in the private room of Biyuexuan. When Mo Yi said that Miss Qin had gone to the Huashang Pavilion opposite, she was competing with An Huiru to buy clothes. Her originally relaxed face suddenly turned gloomy.

water droplets.

Didn't he say that he wanted to go back and formulate a treatment plan? He believed her, but she went to Huashang Pavilion to compare money with others to buy clothes.

He shouldn't believe her.

"Go to Huashang Pavilion and send all the women's clothes to the Duke of Qin's mansion. At the same time, pass on the king's order to tell Qin Fengwan, that idiot and ugly woman, to get back as soon as possible!"

I was waiting for her to be treated, but she ran away and did not do anything. Does she think that my legs are not as important as a few pieces of clothing?

In Huashang Pavilion, Qin Fengwan was pointing at the eighth piece of clothing and asking the waiter to take it off.

This is an apple green dress, embroidered with fluttering butterflies, lifelike.

Just as Qin Fengwan was about to reach out, a woman dressed in red came down from the attic and said with a flamboyant smile, "Misses, I'm sorry, Hongzhuang is here to apologize to you. Our master has ordered that all the clothes in Huashang Pavilion be temporarily

If you don't want to sell it, order us to pack it up and send it to the Duke of Qin's Mansion. Please forgive me. If you need it, after today, Hongzhuang will be waiting outside the gate to greet you."

Hongzhuang walked down the stairs and walked around Qin Fengwan three times.

It's still Miss Qin, why does she look different?

Whether it was because there was one less dark spot on her face, one more morning glory, or something else, she couldn't tell at the moment.


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