Ziyi and Xiaoru completely turned a blind eye; they never expected that today's men's clothing would bring so many inconveniences to themselves!
"Since you like it, that's it!" Ziyi let go and put the white clay doll in front of the woman.
The woman looked happy and hurriedly reached out to take it; Ziyi suddenly stopped: "Give it five cents first!"
"What?!" The woman widened her eyes: "You are taking advantage of the situation!"
Ziyi's eyes were a little cold: "What price should you buy and what price should you give; if you still think it is expensive, there is nothing you can do!"
"That's it!" Xiaoru jumped out: "We bought it for five cents, of course we would like to give it to you five cents!"
The eyes of the woman and passers-by looked at the vendor in unison.
The hawker looked a little stiff: "Today's mud dolls are all at this price!"
As soon as the vendor said this, passers-by stopped doing it!
"A few days ago, I bought two and only cost one cent!"
"No! I bought one for my kid yesterday, and I still need a penny!"
"I think his conscience was eaten by a dog!"
"Don't think about it, his conscience must be black!"
...
Passers-by pointed at the vendor.
The vendor's face turned red and he said in anger: "Go! Go! Go! How I want to do business, this is my business, what do you have to do with you!"
Looking at Ziyi on the road, Xiaoru's gaze changed from contempt to sympathy.
"Little brother! Don't buy it now! You have been cheated!"
"Little brother! Don't let this evil man take advantage of you, but give him the things back!"
"Stop buying it! Little brother!"
...
Ziyi did not take it seriously when faced with everyone's persuasion; the vendor beside him was anxious!
"Are you women all idle and have nothing to do? I love how to sell it, that's my business, it's not your turn to point fingers!" The vendor raised a mud doll: "It's almost gone! Otherwise,
, don't blame me for being polite!"
Passers-by subconsciously retreated.
"A black-hearted businessman like you, see who dares to buy your things in the future!" A woman in blue couldn't help but mutter.
Since ancient times, there is no reason to return the money you get.
The vendor was frowning and cold: "Try saying something to me?"
The woman in blue shook her body, walked through the crowd, and hurriedly left.
Ziyi ignored everyone's eyes and stretched the mud doll in her hand to the woman again: "Five cents, this thing is yours!"
"This, this..." The woman looked embarrassed and said nothing about it.
The little boy beside the woman was a little impatient: "Mom! Buy it for me!"
The woman lowered her eyes and stared at the little boy and discussed, "Can we want it?"
"Not good!" The little boy's eyes were red with aggrieved hearing this: "Mom just promised me that she can't keep her word!"
"But this is really expensive!" The woman whispered: "Let's go to another stall to buy it?"
"No! No!" The little boy cried loudly: "I want a white clay doll! I want a white clay doll..."
Staring at the scene in front of him, Ziyi's expression did not ease: "What? Don't you want it anymore?"
The woman looked at the clay doll in Ziyi's hand, and despite the little boy's crying, she forced the little boy to leave.
Ziyi slowly withdrew her tenderloin: "Let's go!"
"Yes!" Xiaoru responded and hurriedly followed Ziyi's pace!
Seeing Ziyi and Xiaoru left, passers-by were not calm!
"They are both master and servant, are you mentally ill!"
"They should have a lot of money, so they don't care about how much money they are!"
"Hey~~ It seems that living in a wealthy family is happier!"
"Who said no, but we have no life!"
"yes……"
"...Who are these people? Men can't buy clay dolls and go home to make their ladies happy! What's more, we are not men yet! Also, whether we are willing to withdraw, what does it have to do with them? They are so excited that they are fine.
What's the point? Look, it's because they have a brain disease..." Xiao Ru kept muttering.
Ziyi's annoyance gradually faded away; she looked back at Xiaoru and said, "Don't mutter! Ziyi's ears are almost calloused!"
Xiaoru hurriedly kept silent when she heard this.
Ziyi curled the corners of her lips with satisfaction and continued to move forward.
In the crowded streets, there will inevitably be scenes of collision.
"Ah!" Xiaoru suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.
The man who hit the person hurriedly reached out and helped Xiaoru up: "Young Master! Are you okay?"
"You can't walk long..." The eyes met the handsome face of the man, and then he wanted to say something and swallowed it into his stomach.
"Xiaoru! How are you? Are you injured?" Ziyi turned around and helped Xiaoru up from the ground with the man.
Xiaoru lowered her eyelids slightly, and there was a suspicious blush on her face: "It's okay!"
The man breathed a sigh of relief and bowed, "Since the young master is fine, I will leave first!"
Xiaoru said nothing, and Ziyi saw this and said, "He is nothing serious; since the young master has something to do, he can leave first!"
The man bowed again: "Just leave!"
"Just leave!" Ziyi replied with a look of kindness.
The man's figure gradually disappeared into the crowd, and Ziyi shook Xiaoru, who was ecstatic: "I'm back to my senses! He's gone!"
Xiaoru's eyes flashed for a few minutes, and finally came back to his senses.
"Is it because I fell in love at first sight?" Ziyi joked.
Xiaoru's face turned red: "Princess..."
Seeing Xiaoru's expression like this, Ziyi shook her head and said, "It's just a one-time relationship, don't really care about it!"
Xiaoru seemed to have not heard what Ziyi said, and her eyes looked straight at the man's disappearing direction: "Princess! I have a feeling that I will meet him again!"
"..." Ziyi was speechless; her eyes glanced at the candied haws not far away, and her childlike innocence suddenly emerged: "Xiaoru! Let's go buy candied haws!"
"Yes!" Xiaoru reluctantly withdrew her gaze and followed Ziyi's steps towards the candied haws.
"Give us two strings!" Ziyi said to the vendor.
"Okay!" The vendor Mali took two strings of candied haws and handed them to Yu Ziyi: "A total of one penny!"
Ziyi looked at Xiaoru with her eyes: "Xiaoru! Pay!"
"Yes!" Xiaoru subconsciously touched her waist; the feeling of empty waist made Xiaoru quickly lower her head.
"What's wrong?" Ziyi frowned slightly and asked softly.
Xiaoru cried and said, "I lost my wallet!"
Ziyi's pupils dilated slightly: "Think about it, where should it be thrown away?"
After thinking for a moment, Xiaoru shook her head: "I can't remember!"
Ziyi also recalled the path they had taken; when she thought of the man, her pupils suddenly shrank: "Isn't it, the man just now?"
Xiaoru shook his head without thinking: "It must not be!"
Ziyi narrowed her eyes slightly: "Be more rational, think about it carefully, has he touched your waist?"