Luo Yanchen's pace was neither fast nor slow, and Bai Qingluo could keep up.
Passing through alleys one after another, Bai Qingluo's eyes suddenly opened up, and it turned out to be a street market.
The sun is setting in the west, and the number of tourists in the market has begun to show. The shouts of vendors, the shuttle of customers, the voices of delicate women painting boats on the water, and even the cheers aroused by acrobatics...
The scene here was almost exactly the same as in Dasheng Dynasty. She felt as if she had returned to the country, surrounded by familiar family and friends.
She quickened her pace, and Luo Yanchen turned his head. Seeing that she was staring happily, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
There were many people in the market, and they would get separated if they were not careful. The two people's hands unconsciously came together, and they held on tighter and tighter, without Bai Qingluo noticing.
Along the long street market, the two of them went deeper.
"Do you feel better?"
Just now, the two of them watched the juggling. The dexterous little monkey seemed to understand human nature, obeyed the master's command, climbed onto her shoulders, and hugged her shoulders affectionately.
She felt happy, so she put a few banknotes into the little pocket in front of the little monkey's belly. The little guy seemed to know money and thanked her, which attracted a round of applause.
There were many people in the sideshow stall and it was noisy. Bai Qingluo didn't hear it, but subconsciously smiled at him.
That smile seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light, so beautiful.
Luo Yanchen was stunned for a moment.
Soon, Bai Qingluo was attracted by the trinket stalls on the street. She picked up a sachet, turned it over and over, and touched the stitches. They were fine and solid, and the pattern was simple, but the hand of the owner who embroidered it had made it beautiful.
After arrangement, it is plain and elegant.
Bai Qingluo's eyes brightened again and again, "Who embroidered this purse?"
The stall owner saw at a glance that Bai Qingluo really liked it, so he sat down and raised the price, "Girl, this is the last one. If you like it, I'll give you a cheaper price, just two thousand yuan."
Luo Yanchen chased after him and glanced at the price tag put up on the stall. The most expensive thing in his small stall was the screen, which only cost 200 yuan.
When he opened his mouth, the words came out ten times, and he dared to speak out.
He pulled Bai Qingluo's sleeve and said, "If there are any stalls ahead, let's—"
Luo Yanchen opened his eyes slightly, he was thrown away, he was actually thrown away.
When the vendor saw this, the "two thousand" he said doubled again: "Girl, I think you really want it, otherwise, let me double it again, and I will find a way to get another one for you.
This purse has a very good meaning. It’s just the right time for you and your boyfriend to fly together."
The vendor smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, his cunning almost imprinted on his face.
"Okay, but I would like to meet the person who embroidered this purse, is that okay?"
The vendor immediately said: "Girl, I embroidered the purses. If you want me to embroider them for you, I have to go to the stall during the day. I'll get some more for you tomorrow!"
After catching someone who was taken advantage of, the vendor was eager to peel off the skin of the white green radish.
"Don't lie to me. The stitching on this purse is so fine and the pattern is exquisite. You can tell it was made by a woman! Besides, you sell goods every day, do you still have time to embroider purses?"
The little vendor was not afraid of being exposed at all: "Sir, you have wronged me. I only come to sell goods in the afternoon. There is still a lot of time in the evening and during the day. Otherwise, if you really like this, I grit my teeth and say
How about one thousand yuan each, the more you buy, the more discounts you will get."
And you deceived him like a fool! This guy seems to be unable to shed tears until he sees the coffin!
Luo Yanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, about to expose him.
But Bai Qingluo spoke up, "Brother, there's no need to lie. Your hands are rough, but there are no calluses where you hold the needle. Do you use your feet to embroider?"
The hawker was immediately speechless.
He raised his hands and acted like a rogue, "Why don't you buy it? If you don't buy it, don't delay my business. It's true!"
The hawker snatched the purse away, but Bai Qingluo felt very distressed. The embroidery on it was so delicate that she wanted to vomit blood if even one of the embroidery threads was broken.
"Wait a minute, I'll buy it! I'll give you the money!"
Bai Qingluo didn't bring that much money, so she looked at Luo Yanchen.
From the time she changed into a different person to now, she has begged him only a few times, but there has never been a time when she was as cute and charming as she is now, with smart eyes, as if she could only ask him for help in this world.
At that moment, Luo Yanchen's "male chauvinism" was greatly satisfied.
"Two thousand yuan, swipe your card!"
As soon as he handed over the bank card, Bai Qingluo grabbed it in the palm of his hand, "I can give you ten thousand yuan, but I want to know the owner who embroidered this purse. Is it a deal?"
Ten thousand yuan, the stall owner is happy, how many days does he have to run the stall to earn back.
"Okay, no problem!"
Bai Qingluo swiped her card happily, and when the words "Transaction Successful" rang out, a flower seemed to bloom on the street vendor's face. He quickly packed up the stall and said, "I'll take you there now!"
Under the leadership of the stall owner, they went to a small village on the edge of Suzhou City. It was built with green bricks and green tiles and looked quite beautiful.
"Girl, I don't know what you want to do, but those two are quite young, so don't scare them."
Bai Qingluo nodded.
I thought to myself: It looks like they are still two masters.
Seeing that Bai Qingluo trusted the hawker and got into the hawker's truck with just a few words, Luo Yanchen helplessly held his forehead.
After getting off the car, looking at the small village in front of him, he took Bai Qingluo's hand and separated her from the vendor.
The subconscious protective action caught Bai Qingluo's eyes.
Although his force value is far inferior to hers, his heart is enough to move anyone.
Of course she is no exception.
As we walked further into the village, it seemed as if a cold wind was blowing around a few people.
Luo Yanchen became more vigilant. He turned his head and wanted Bai Qingluo to be more alert as well, but when he saw her looking at him tenderly, her harsh words softened: "Be careful where you step."
Bai Qingluo nodded.
"Here we are, right here." The vendor knocked on the door, but no one came to open it after a long time.
The hawker was familiar with the road and pushed hard. With two creaking sounds, the flimsy door opened from the outside.
Bai Qingluo and Luo Yanchen:...
"The old man's ears are not very sensitive, but I'm used to it."
He bent down freely: "Come in quickly, I'll call those two."
The hawker got into the bluestone house, and soon, two old voices came from the house.
"Did you bring someone here? Xiao Jia, I've said it before, we just want to live here safely, how can you-"
Although he sounded reluctant, the old man still came out.
Seeing Bai Qingluo looking at the embroidery frame of the old couple with shocked expressions on their faces, the two old men looked at each other.
The old man adjusted his reading glasses and said to the stranger: "Why are you looking for us?"
After bringing the person there, the hawker was smart and said he would wait at the village gate without delaying their conversation.
The vendor carefully closed the door, isolating the conversation in the courtyard into a small world.
"Old man, this is... "Hibiscus Carp" you are embroidering?"
The old man was surprised. This girl is not very young and knows her stuff!
He sat on the embroidery stool, looked at Bai Qingluo and said, "Girl, are you also an embroiderer?"