Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan learned from Dongfang Qingxue that the big boss behind Wanqiu Tower was Wei Jinzhong...
Ma Xiaoquan frowned and said, "I didn't expect it to be Old Eunuch Wei. Well, this is a bit suspicious..."
Dongfang Qingxue smiled slightly, suddenly took Ma Xiaoquan's arm and said, "Okay, let's not think about it for now. Didn't you say you wanted to take me around Beijing?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment and said, "Don't you want me to take you there?"
Liu Xiangxiang stepped forward and said, "Brother Quan, Sister Dongfang has been talking about you just now, hehe..."
Ma Xiaoquan looked at Dongfang Qingxue, who lowered her head with a red face.
"Well, it's still early, so let's go."
Dongfang Qingxue raised her head and asked: "Ma Xiaoquan, Beijing is such a big city, what are some interesting places there?"
"Is it fun?" Ma Xiaoquan said sincerely. All fun things are for men. You, a woman, definitely can't do it.
Liu Xiangxiang suggested: "Brother Quan, let's buy some rouge and clothes first..."
"Uh, okay then. Let's go to the market."
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If the location of the Beijing City Market in the Ming Dynasty were to be based on today's location, it would be almost a little south of the Third Ring Road. As soon as the market opened in the morning, vendors would rush in to do business. Waiting for the gong to sound in the afternoon, the vendors would
Evacuate quickly. Anyone who evacuates slowly will be punished.
Ma Xiaoquan looked up at the sky. The sun was still in the east at this time, and there was still plenty of time to go sightseeing.
Entering the market, Dongfang Qingxue's eyes suddenly lit up.
It was also Ma Xiaoquan's first time to visit the market properly. When he saw it today, it was very different from what he had in mind.
In the costume dramas Ma Xiaoquan has watched before, the vendors in the market are lined up on both sides of the road, shouting and selling, but this is not the case in fact.
There are shops on both sides of the road in the market, and in the middle of the road are the vendors setting up stalls.
Vendors in the Ming Dynasty set up stalls without stall fees. Of course, there was no stall fee. What you sold had to pay taxes to the government according to a certain proportion.
Women have been strong in shopping since ancient times, and this is clearly reflected in Dongfang Qingxue and Liu Xiangxiang.
About half an hour later, Ma Xiaoquan was exhausted, while Dongfang Qingxue and Liu Xiangxiang became more and more excited as they wandered around.
But the good thing is that people in ancient times were more trustworthy when doing business. If I buy your stuff and tell you where my home is in Beijing, they will send a man to deliver it to your home. In this way, Ma Xiaoquan doesn’t have to help Dongfang.
Qingxue and Liu Xiangxiang are carrying their bags.
Seeing the two women in front of them haggling with the vendors, Ma Xiaoquan looked up at the sky.
The sun was close to the middle, and the temperature was much hotter than before. Ma Xiaoquan took off his coat and took a deep breath.
As the saying goes, spending other people's money is not money. Dongfang Qingxue took Ma Xiaoquan's banknote, which fully reflected the characteristics of a "prodigal girl".
Although Ma Xiaoquan didn't care about those silver coins, seeing Dongfang Qingxue spending money without blinking an eye, Ma Xiaoquan secretly sighed in his heart that this is ancient times, if we look at modern times, if anyone can find such a wealthy woman, I'm afraid there will only be one
The word is miserable.
In a clothing store, Dongfang Qingxue shook off a light blue robe, put it on her body, and asked Ma Xiaoquan: "Ma Xiaoquan, do you think I look good in this dress?"
Ma Xiaoquan's calves were sore and he was miserable and said: "Okay, okay, Miss Dongfang, my aunt, just buy it if you like it. Don't ask me."
Dongfang Qingxue pouted: "No, put on your coat. How do you look like a fool? Give me your opinion after you put it on."
"Oh..." Ma Xiaoquan put on his coat and said, "Miss Dongfang, can I give you some advice now?".
Dongfang Qingxue's eyes suddenly widened, and then her mouth bulged, as if she saw something funny and wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
"Huh, I can't tell you what I mean, Ma Xiaoquan, I won't ask you anymore."
"This..." Ma Xiaoquan was depressed. Why hadn't this Oriental girl been so naughty before? No, I had to find a reason to suppress the Oriental girl's arrogance.
Ma Xiaoquan hummed and smiled, walked up to Dongfang Qingxue, suddenly clasped her shoulders with his hands, and said close to her: "Little girl, you are so beautiful that I can't help but want to kiss you. What? Can you let me?"
Kiss?"
There were other buyers in the clothing store, and Ma Xiaoquan's move caught everyone's attention. The buyers stopped what they were doing and raised their heads to look at the two of them.
Women are inherently shy, let alone women in ancient times.
"Ma Xiaoquan, you bastard" Dongfang Qingxue bit her lower lip, pushed Ma Xiaoquan away, and ran out of the clothing store.
At the door, Liu Xiangxiang was holding several small porcelain bottles and was about to come in. When she saw Dongfang Qingxue running out, she couldn't help but curiously asked, but before she could speak, Dongfang Qingxue had already run away.
Liu Xiangxiang walked into the clothing store, saw Ma Xiaoquan with a strange smile on his face, and asked: "Brother Quan, you must have offended Sister Dongfang, right?"
Ma Xiaoquan shrugged and said, "I don't have any. If you don't believe me, ask them."
Most of the buyers in the clothing store are women. The women were envious and surprised by what Ma Xiaoquan did just now.
It has to be said that both Ma Xiaoquan and Dongfang Qingxue have the best looks among men and women. Such handsome men and beautiful women naturally make them a pleasing couple to outsiders.
Although people always say that appearance is not a problem, as long as the person is good, then wait and see, but if the person is good and handsome and beautiful, who would refuse?
This is true in modern times, and even more true in ancient times when people were judged by their appearance.
A young woman mustered up her courage and boldly walked up to Ma Xiaoquan, raised her head and said, "You...I recognize you, you are the fourth young master of the Ma family, right..."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "That's right. What do you want me to do?"
The woman suppressed her pretty face and said, "I...I want..."
Ma Xiaoquan took a closer look at the woman in front of him. Well, she looked pretty good. Although she was not as good as Dongfang Qingxue, her figure was much plumper.
Ma Xiaoquan clasped the woman's shoulders and asked, "Girl, don't worry too much, just make up your mind."
The woman's pretty face turned red with embarrassment. She finally calmed down and murmured: "Fourth Young Master Ma, your clothes...are on backwards."
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, and quickly lowered his head to look at the clothes on his body. Sure enough, the woman was right, but if he didn't look carefully, he really wouldn't pay attention.
"That's it?"
The woman nodded.
The clothing store burst into laughter instantly.
Ma Xiaoquan let go of his hands in embarrassment, laughed a few times, walked to the door, and found Dongfang Qingxue covering her mouth, holding back tears.
"Just be proud of yourself. I just said, why did you insist on dragging me in just now? Oh, you have been making trouble for a long time just to torment me."
Dongfang Qingxue spread her hands and said, "Who told you to take off your clothes and call yourself hot?"