I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

As Zhang Yishan spoke, she looked at Du's thoughtful expression, took her hand, and explained softly, "A woman should dress up to please her appearance, and we ourselves should also feel comfortable looking at her, right?"

Listening to Zhang Yishan's tone, Mrs. Du looked at the balsam in her hand and was silent for a moment. Then she looked back at the shop and saw the young and pretty ladies comparing their perfumes with each other. Their expressions were calm, as if they were not worried about money at all. Similar.

Compared with them, I feel really heartbroken. I always feel that no matter how good the food is, it is not as good as filling my stomach.

Thinking of this, Du Shi could only smile bitterly. She knew that she had seen too little of the world, and the first wish in her heart was always to be full and not hungry, which is the greatest blessing for a person.

Wearing perfume and powder is dispensable for her, but she ignores the fact that women want to please their appearance. They say that food, clothing, and parents...clothes and food seem to be very important.

 It is worthy of being the largest cloth shop and indeed has strength.

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Baiyunxi took a look and chose a **** one for herself, and pink and apricot for Yaya.

 At different levels, the needs are naturally different. After all, people are social animals and make a living by adapting to the environment. There is no doubt about this.

 Zhang Yishan is young and pretty at her age, so she chose rose red.

 Their family is not short of food now.

 If you want new styles, you will definitely be satisfied here.

Hearing Du Shi's inner voice, Bai Yunxi almost couldn't help but burst out laughing. It turned out that the food and clothing parents could understand it this way, but it was not bad, literally.

"So, we are here by chance. Hurry up, you two have a look and take some back with you if there are any colors you like."

As soon as he entered the shop, the waiter greeted him enthusiastically, "Welcome to our Pinxiu Pavilion. I don't know what kind of cloth you need. We have everything here."

 “I think this one looks good.”

Handing the balsam in his hand to the girl beside him, Du raised his head and looked at her mother-in-law and Zhang Yishan, smiling coquettishly.

Du Shi looked at the brocade in front of her. It was shiny under the refraction of light, and touched it again. It felt really slippery. Thinking about her mother-in-law's teaching just now, Mrs. Du didn't refuse. She looked at it for a moment and pointed at a pea-green horse.

I don’t know if my theory is right or not. When I think about it this way, it suddenly becomes clear.

A few people were walking on the street, looking at the shops lined up on both sides, selling a wide variety of products. Everything that can be used in life can be seen here.

“I heard that this Pinxiu Pavilion has the most comprehensive range of fabrics in the whole city, and it is also the most popular among the ladies of the house.”

Bai Yunxi raised his eyebrows. No wonder Pinxiu Pavilion had such a good reputation. Even the waiter was so measured in his advances and retreats, which really made people like him.

“My fifth brother and sister are right. I was wrong. Life in our family has changed. It’s because I haven’t turned around yet.”

 Walking around the counter, whether it is silk as thin as cicada wings, or thicker silk cloth or brocade, there are various colors, complicated patterns, and rich varieties.

 Listening to the waiter’s introduction, Baiyunxi nodded gently.

 “I’ll just take a look around and call you if I need anything.”

In addition to tea drinking, teahouses in this period also had storytellers. A pot of tea and a plate of melon seeds would make one sit there for most of the day.

Even so, when they go out shopping, they cannot miss out on Mrs. Li and her daughter. As a parent, she wants to keep her children in harmony and try to keep a bowl of water as smooth as possible.

“Hey, you’re welcome to call me if you need anything.”

 In the end, she is stupid and slow to react, so she has to be reminded of everything.

  Two a zero two: eight one zero six: two b: nine two zero zero: f eight eight three: f three c four: two nine seven three: one zero a zero

 They just stroll around casually and don't pay attention to these things.

After looking around, Baiyunxi waved the waiter over.

The private room on the second floor where they were sitting had windows on the left and right. Not only could they see the situation in the lobby, but they could also see the people on the street.

After walking around for a while and walking a lot, Baiyunxi suggested going to a tea shop to have a rest and drink some tea.

Hearing the explanation from the waiter, Bai Yunxi smiled slightly. It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he could order it in advance just in time to wear it during the festival and visit relatives for a banquet.

The gentleman downstairs spoke eloquently. Baiyunxi held a tea cup and turned to look at the passers-by on the street. Under the bustling city, people lived and worked in peace and contentment. As far as the eye could see, there was prosperity everywhere.

“Mother is right, Mother Zhang said the same thing.”

After their group arrived in Fucheng, Baiyunxi immediately sent someone home to report the news, and also purchased some items and sent them home together with the letter to report that they were safe.

 While joking, Bai Yunxi stood in Pinxiu Pavilion and looked at the people coming in and out.

Since the beginning of human civilization, just as Du Shi thought, clothing and food have been the most basic needs of human beings, and both are indispensable.

In addition to the people selected by Baiyunxi, there are also Li Shi and Bai Jingjing who are waiting at home. We don’t have to say whether to wear something or not. They must be prepared first. No one can be left behind.

Hearing her mother-in-law's tone, Zhang Yishan and Du Shi looked at each other. They just made new clothes. Isn't it too much to buy more?

The first time she came to Fucheng, she sent Zhang's mother out to find out. Pinxiu was the largest cloth shop in Fucheng, and it was among the best in terms of pattern and quality.

As soon as they sat down, they heard a scream from downstairs.

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“The next reply said that the hero who defeated the tiger drank eighteen bowls in a row…”

At this time of the morning, there were not many customers in the tea shop, but a few female dependents from Baiyunxi still requested a private room on the second floor.

 The waiter nodded, did not bother, and immediately stepped aside. Some customers like to choose by themselves and don't like others to dictate. He has long understood this.

By the time a few people went out, the maid’s arms were already full.

“Don’t be in a hurry, take your time. Our family still has a lot to learn.”

“These colors and styles are really good, just choose whichever one you like, sister-in-law. The weather is getting colder, so we should prepare some thick clothes.”

 “It’s a refreshing color that matches your temperament very well.”

"Take out the popular colors this year." "Hey, please move over," the waiter said, leading the Baiyunxi people to the middle shelf, pointing to a row of cloths,

"These are all new designs and colors this year, and they are also the favorite colors of ladies in Fucheng. As early as half a month ago, many houses had customized cloths in advance, and they were out of stock for a while. These were just replenished yesterday. Damn, you guys are really lucky."

Bai Yunxi looked at the color Du Shi chose and nodded.

 Compared to rural villages and towns, I don’t know how much better it is. I just don’t know if she can find suitable business opportunities in this bustling world to add some income to her family.

 You can't live on savings alone. Just going out today has consumed 180 yuan of money, which is heartbreaking.

 If you don’t know the flowers, you really don’t know the flowers.