Chapter 381 South City
The three of them looked at Ming Yuejiao in unison, waiting for her to name themselves.

After waiting for a long time, Ming Yuejiao slowly raised her hand, pointed at Da Xizhou and said, "You will be called Xiaosan from now on."

After finishing speaking, he put down his hands and said, "Okay, we can start now."

"Why is this king the only one with a pseudonym?" Da Xizhou frowned and asked displeasedly, "Why don't they have a pseudonym?"

Zhou Luoqi and Yu Yan were also very puzzled, but they didn't ask.

They believed that Ming Yuejiao had her own reasons for not giving them pseudonyms.

"Sister Song, you can call her Fairy Song. Yu Yan's name is already very common. There is no need to change her name." Ming Yue said softly.

Hearing the words Song Xianzi, Song Luoqi was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his face.

In the crowd, one by one the fairies yelled, how could it make people not blush.

"Okay, even so, why is my alias called Xiaosan, just like a cat or a dog." Da Xizhou asked angrily.

"Because you are the third prince, why don't you call me little three? Could it be Xiao Huang? If you like, you can also be called Xiao Huang." Ming Yuejiao obediently said.

She is an extremely democratic person who respects other people's opinions and naturally wants to give others room to choose.

"Choose one of the two names, Xiaosan or Xiaohuang!"

Da Xizhou's face turned red with anger, these are two crappy names!
"Choose quickly, a big man's chattering, whether it's annoying or not, I'll beat you up if you stall!" Ming Yuejiao urged impatiently.

Seeing Mingyuejiao clenched her fists eagerly, Da Xizhou had no choice but to turn red-eyed and gritted her teeth and said, "Little San!"

It's better to be called Xiaosan than to be beaten up in public.

"I told you to call me mistress earlier, but you're just dragging your feet and wasting everyone's time." Ming Yuejiao looked at Da Xizhou with disdain.

Da Xizhou was so angry that he almost wanted to vomit blood. This was a blatant attack, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing that Da Xizhou dared not speak out, Song Luoqi and Yu Yan felt secretly refreshed.

Who told him to come to Jinyang and still be so arrogant? Do you really think that no one in Jinyang can cure him?

Soon, Ming Yuejiao started heading towards the destination with a temporary tour group.

Song Luoxi, Yu Yan, and Da Xizhou followed Ming Yuejiao to Nanshi.

Nanshi is very lively, with an endless stream of people coming and going on the streets.

On both sides of the street, there are vendors setting up stalls to sell, and the stalls are filled with relatively cheap gadgets.

There are not so good quality beads, as well as wooden hairpins, coarse cloth, and homemade food.

"Sister Ming, it's so lively here!" Song Luoqi, who has been locked in the palace, has never seen such a scene.

At this moment, seeing everything with Yu Yan as master and servant feels fresh and interesting.

Da Xizhou frowned slightly. Although Nanshi was lively, it was a place where some poor people gathered, and he didn't know what Ming Yuejiao brought them here for.

Is there anything special about this Nanshi?

The gazes of passers-by and peddlers always fell on the four of Mingyuejiao and the others, sizing them up cautiously.

These few people looked like the kind of noble people who couldn't be provoked. Logically speaking, they should go to Beishi. How could they come to the noisy Nanshi?

Especially the woman in the white phoenix-tailed skirt embroidered with red peony and white and the man in black-faced black clothes, the two of them looked like immortals descending from the earth, they were extremely beautiful.

The cloth on the body is also extremely expensive.

Da Xizhou, who was impatiently watched by everyone, asked patiently, "King Xiaoyao, what's the matter with you bringing us to Nanshi?"

"Of course I came to play." Ming Yuejiao replied with a good temper.

"What's fun in Nanshi?" Da Xizhou frowned.

"Of course you have never played before." Mingyue said with a smile.

Da Xizhou naturally didn't believe these words in his heart, as the third prince of the Cang Kingdom, he was extremely favored and enjoyed all the glory and wealth since he was a child, what else could he have never played with.

Song Luoqi and Yu Yan trusted Mingyuejiao very much, a thing that even the third prince hadn't played with, must be very interesting.

I am very looking forward to it.

"Sister Ming!" Xiao Yuan and Ah Fu struggled to push the cart towards Ming Yuejiao.

"Why is Xiao Yuan here? Is there no class today?" Ming Yuejiao looked at Xiao Yuan in surprise and asked.

"My husband is not feeling well today, so I just wanted to go see Brother Afu. I just arrived at the door of Brother Afu's house, and I saw Brother Afu pushing a cart out. I went up to ask and found out that it was for you. Things, thinking that I haven't seen you, Sister Ming, for a long time, so I came with you." Xiao Yuan said shyly, scratching his head with his hands.

"You came at the right time. The opportunity to make a fortune has come. It depends on whether you can grasp it."

The eyes of Xiao Yuan, who has become a handsome young man, brightened, and he said excitedly, "Ming Yuejiao, do you have any good ways to make money?"

"That's right, follow my sister, she will never let you lose." Ming Yuejiao raised her hand and patted Xiao Yuan's shoulder and said.

"That's necessary, and it doesn't matter who I am, Sister Ming." Xiao Yuan boasted proudly.

"Hahaha!" Ming Yuejiao smiled triumphantly, "Hurry up and find a booth to display these things."

"Sister Ming, why did you ask people to bring so many things?" Song Luoxi looked at Ming Yuejiao defenselessly with a pair of beautiful eyes and asked.

"Of course it's sold." Ming Yuejiao pointed at Ah Fu and said, "These things are all made by my good brother, aren't they special?"

"Yeah!" Song Luoqi looked at the wooden toys on the booth, as well as dressing boxes, wooden hairpins, etc., all of which were exquisitely crafted.

In addition to these, there are rouge powders for girls.

"Did your brother also make these rouge powders?" Song Luoxi asked in surprise.

"It's natural. Don't look at my brother who looks like an iron-blooded tough guy. He is very good at handwork. There is nothing he can't do well."

Ah Fu, who was laying things out at the stall, was very embarrassed when he heard Ming Yuejiao's praise of him, and hurriedly waved his hand and said.

"Sister Ming, these are things that can't be put on the table, and they are not worthy of praise."

"Why are you so modest, the carvings on your vanity box are so beautiful, who wouldn't like it!"

Song Luoqi's eyes followed Ming Yuejiao's words and landed on the dressing box, which was engraved with a picture of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix. The birds on it were lifelike, as if they were alive.

The craftsmanship is really good, even the sculptors in the palace can't compare.

"It's really good." Song Luoxi praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Look, I didn't lie to you. This is a nobleman from the palace. She has never seen anything good before, and she can say that your workmanship is good. It can be seen that it is really good." Mingyue said with a smile, "Confidence Come on, show off the aura of Lao Tzu's handicrafts being the best in the world."

(End of this chapter)

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