959 The Fall of the Blood Race 3
Versace?!
I almost sprayed out a bite of oatmeal, and I wanted to laugh when I heard the name.
To be honest, the one who wanted to see him was a little girl outside, and she had no feelings for luxury brands.
Xining finally endured it, swallowed the oats in her mouth, picked up the handkerchief next to her and wiped her mouth: "Who is he? What am I looking for him?"
"Didn't you see that person in the morning?" The Baroness also looked extremely nervous.
"I saw it, I look so ugly." Xining held a spoon in her hand and turned it in the bowl.
Ugly? The Baroness looked at her with suspicious eyes. My daughter should not have any aesthetic problems: "What kind of man is handsome?"
Xining raised her chin to her master's father: "Dad, she is tall and strong, and now she is a little fat, but she is still handsome. It is said that she was extremely handsome when she was young."
Good daughter, have vision! The baron's backbone is straightened, his eyes are a little shiny, as if he is several years younger.
The rainbow flattery was shiny and fragrant, and the baubles couldn't help but look at her with admiration. As the meaning was, she said: "Indeed, as long as it was a party, he was always the most conspicuous. When someone came to talk to the matchmaker, I agreed immediately, and I couldn't sleep at night."
"Ahem~" the Baron was very happy and pretended to behave: "That, the rent in the town is about to be collected, it has been delayed for more than a month. Old John is going to go, so you can go with it, don't forget to wear a necklace."
"Oh." Xining continued to eat breakfast calmly.
The owner, Al Rafi, is the youngest daughter of Baroness Williams and his wife, and there are seven older brothers and sisters on it. However, in this era when the child mortality rate is relatively high, only four survived. The two older sisters all got married, married far away, and went to the city. One of the two older brothers was still studying in the city school and the other started a business outside. They waited until their father died before returning to inherit the family business.
As the youngest daughter, the middle-aged daughter, the baron and the couple naturally favored her more.
Vivian was so happy to learn that she was going to the town. There was only one town and one manor within a hundred miles. The famous hunter must have gone to the town.
Take out the necklace from the dressing box, and the pendant is a rose. Every descendant of the family has such a necklace. Whenever he is ten years old, he will find a jewelry maker to make one. The original version is in the hands of Baron Williams, and will be given to the heirs after he dies. When a girl gets married, this is a dowry, only that. This is equivalent to the family logo.
Old John is an old man in the family, and he has worked in the farm for generations. He took his newly-grown son, Little John, to drive in front of the carriage.
Xining took the maid to the carriage. Little John couldn't help but take a few more glances. He dared to covet the lady, but was slapped on the head by Old John.
"I'm looking at Vivian." Little John muttered softly, touching the beaten head.
"Just know!" Old John warned with his eyes, "Stand far away from home, be careful to serve, be careful that the master digs out your eyes."
On the twenty-kilometer road, four horses trotted slowly and arrived in more than an hour.
This town is not big. There is a circular flower bed in the middle. There is a marble statue of the Virgin Mary in the center. The entire town is an open layout around this statue, with only about fifty families.
The circle around the center is the best location, the golden business circle. This circle is either a church or a shop. The houses are painted dark and have a bit of history. From here, you can see the distant mountains around, and the mountains are covered with snow. It is this circle of high mountains that is isolated from the world. If you want to go out, even if you have a horse, it will take two or three days.
On the mountain to the west, you can see a castle from afar. The spire is towering, majestic, and completely black, and it feels a bit gloomy. That is Dracula Castle, which has a history of more than 400 years.
The carriage was parked in front of a two-story tavern. Old John took his son in to collect rent, while Vivian followed her to the needlework shop next to him.
The needle and thread shop not only sells needle and thread, but also tailor shops. The residents here have low living standards and will not wear good clothes without any need.
A freshly prepared suit was hung on the shelf on the left of the tailor shop, and a mannequin with a wooden cotton-packed mannequin on the right, with a half-made wedding dress on it. The old tailor was wearing reading glasses with glasses, pinching a pin with his dry hands, fiddling on the model.
On the cabinet with the edges, there are neatly folded funeral dresses.
The tailor's daughter-in-law came up to greet her and saw the pendant hanging on her chest and immediately said, "It turned out to be the little lady from Baron Williams's house. She has the new fabrics that she just arrived, and they are the most new and popular in the palace. Why don't you take a look?"
The owner has been to the town for a few times in his life, and the most recent time was three years ago. This time, I saw the identity and proved that everyone can recognize the pendant here.
When he took out the fabric, Xining couldn't help laughing: "This is still the most popular and newest one? Yet, it was one year and a half ago."
The tailor and daughter-in-law were also straightforward. Seeing that they could not coax them, they immediately defended them with good words: "After all, they are the young ladies from the Baron's family, and their knowledge is extraordinary. I heard that the eldest son and the second son are both college students and in the city. The eldest daughter and the second daughter are also married to the nobles in the city, so naturally they have seen many good things. This place is in a remote countryside, and these materials are already considered Shangcheng. If the young lady doesn't dislike it, how can I sell it to you at a discount?"
It was pleasant to hear, and the baron's parents gave him enough pocket money, so he didn't have the chance to use it. I thought that the master would take him to the city soon, attend a dance party, and prepare to choose a husband. He could do it again when he went to the city, but he always had to prepare one.
After calculating the time, looking at the environment and the people in power in memory, it should be in Europe in the late sixteenth century.
The clothing of this period was not as exaggerated as the 17th century. The tights that could tie their waists into forty centimeters had just begun to take shape. The prince wore a huge and somewhat funny clown collar. Fortunately, in this era, she didn't have to wear tights that could strangle people. As a lower-class noble like the Baron, she didn't have to wear a Kraft collar that could cover her entire neck, which was tall enough to cover her chin.
The skirts are still white, mostly linen, and are paired with embroidery. So the Baroness chose a moderate but luxurious dark red black dahlia fabric that looked quite luxurious, and helped herself choose a long coat of apple green fabric, and put a long row of short lace on the lapel. This way, any skirt is OK, and you can go to a party if you put it on.
The price is quite cheap, after all, not many people are willing to spend money on clothes.
After Xining paid, she agreed to pick up her skirt three days later, and the Baroness could be slower. In this way, even if she died, she could at least wear new clothes to die, and she could be more beautiful after she died.
Mo Ming: "Do you want to be beautiful."
Yes, it just wants to be beautiful. How beautiful the world is, it needs to be beautiful everywhere.
Vivian put the purchased needlework and thread permaculture into her purse, and followed her out of the tailor's shop.
Chapter completed!