After rebirth, the scumbag prince only wants to pamper his wife every day

“Yes, all the hairpins on the stall were made by me.

Most of the styles are relatively simple and can be made directly. There are only a few complicated ones, which are for some customers to take the drawings and materials and ask the little man to help them make the finished products.

After finishing, the villain asked for their consent, then made some more with wood and put them on his stall for sale.

The models you are holding are made according to the drawings given by customers. "

Shen Guidi looked at him in surprise: "You mean you can use other materials?"

"Of course. Customers sometimes like silver, some like gold, and some even like gemstones and jade. These materials are taken to jewelry shops for processing and customization, and the labor fee is not small. Besides, if the quantity is too small, the shop will not accept the order, so wouldn't it be a bargain for me?"

As he spoke, he scratched the back of his head with a silly smile.

Shen Guidi looked at the stall owner again thoughtfully.

He doesn't look very old.

There is a thick layer of calluses on my hands.

He was not very tall, rather thin and dark-skinned, with a full beard on both sides of his face. He looked like a rough man from the mountains.

The difference is that he has a pair of beautiful eyes.

His eyes were bright, as if filled with endless vitality. He curled his lips slightly, looking a little silly, but also quite energetic and cheerful.

She clenched the wooden hairpins in her hands.

Seeing that she was a little stunned, the stall owner did not disturb her. He just said calmly: "Well, customer, if you like these models, these ones are cheaper for you. If you also want to customize, you can also ask someone to draw the drawings and prepare the materials and send them over. I promise to make them beautiful for you."

A moment.

Shen Guiyi handed him the wooden hairpins without asking for the price: "Then please help me pack them better, I want them all."

"Okay." The stall owner grinned.

He carefully took the three hairpins from Shen Guidi's hand.

He then took out a handkerchief with only a cloud embroidered on the corner and carefully wrapped the hairpin. "Sir, this hairpin is complicated in style and requires more materials and time. I charge you a little more. I used to charge you 30 cents for each hairpin, but now I charge you 25 cents. Do you think this is okay?"

Shen Guidi raised his eyebrows.

In theory, a handkerchief is a very personal item, and girls are most afraid that others will do something to the handkerchief and tarnish their reputation.

But this stall owner actually used a handkerchief to hold the hairpins?

Shen Guidi smiled faintly and replied, "Of course you can."

However, she was not in a hurry to give the money. Instead, she stared at the handkerchief and asked, "Boss, this handkerchief..."

The stall owner glanced down and vaguely understood her curiosity.

He explained awkwardly, "Hey, it was my wife who insisted that if a guest liked the hairpin, he would definitely like it very much and want to keep it well. But we can't just make a box for the hairpin, so she thought of embroidering a few handkerchiefs and wrapping it up. It's at least a solution."

"Lingzheng is quite a skillful person." Shen Guidi said admiringly.

The stall owner was a bit silly. Although his face was dark, he looked happy and proud. He couldn't help but say more: "Hey, she just likes to think about these things to kill time."

"Why clouds? Do you like them?"

Seeing the serious look on Shen Guidi's face, the stall owner hesitated for a moment, but finally answered: "No. This is her name. She has never been to school and cannot write, but she has liked to draw clouds on the ground with a wooden stick since she was a child, so..."

He didn't say the rest, but Shen Guidi understood.

She nodded in understanding and stopped asking about the stall owner's family affairs.

Instead, he changed the subject and looked at the stall: "Why are there only hairpins and wooden hairpins in this stall? Are these the only things you can make?"

The stall owner was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect her topic to go around in circles and return to jewelry.

"No. I have only seen this kind of jewelry. No one has ever ordered other jewelry for me. Besides, these two styles are enough for everyone. However, I saw something else today. If it is possible, I will think about it when I go back."

His tone was light and he was obviously happy.

What he was thinking about was not making and selling the latest jewelry style he saw, but making a few pieces custom-made for his wife.

"Huh?" Shen Guidi was stunned.

The stall owner took a look at the flower crown and hairpins on her head and grinned, saying, "The jewelry on your head looks very beautiful to me, but ladies who can use such jewelry will definitely not buy from me."

Before Shen Guidi could say anything, Xiaoliu beside her had already scolded with a fierce face: "How dare you! You know that the jewelry style on our Madam Wang's head cannot be copied. If you copy it, you and your family will lose your life."

The stall owner was startled.

He stared at Xiaoliu blankly, forgetting what to say.

She is clearly just a little girl who has not yet reached marriageable age, why does she keep asking for her life?

Really...

Cruel!

Shen Guidi didn't expect Xiaoliu to have a sudden attack. She didn't react in time and didn't stop him.

Seeing the stall owner was frightened, she didn't care about anything else and said quickly: "Don't listen to her nonsense, it's not that serious."

In the Northern Zhao royal family, there was indeed a rule that private individuals were not allowed to imitate jewelry regulated by the royal family.

But it didn't get to the point of fighting and killing.

It's just a matter of penalty.

The stall owner lowered his head and dared not look any further, for fear that if he said or did anything else, he would lose his life.

It's not that he's afraid of death.

But, there is no need.

What's more, he has elderly parents, a wife and unborn children waiting for him to support.

What's more, the little girl's words also reminded him.

As people in this business, they naturally know some rules of the trade, and their first lesson is not to imitate royal jewellery.

Thinking of this, he knew roughly who this woman was.

I’m afraid he’s… someone from the royal family.

The stall owner thought anxiously.

Shen Guiyi saw that he looked a little flustered, so she didn't say much, only said: "You just said that you can think of other jewelry styles, right? Have you been doing business here?"

The stall owner didn't know what she was trying to do and didn't dare to act rashly.

I could only explain my situation in detail: "Yes, although I have never made it, I have some talent. I can make most of what I have seen with my own eyes or have drawings. However, I don't do business here every day. I usually go to the city once every three days. Most of the time, I will be here, but sometimes I will go to the corner of the street, and occasionally I will go to other blocks."

"Okay, next time you come, I'll have someone send some drawings and materials over, and you can try to see if you can make it." Shen Guidi looked at him, knowing that it would be useless to say anything more at this moment.

Everyone else was frightened, and the look in their eyes when they looked at her was no longer calm and peaceful as before, but instead had a hint of fear in it.

There is no point in saying anything else.

As soon as the stall owner heard what Shen Guidi said, he knew that she was planning to try out her skills.

If you can do it well, there may be more orders in the future. If you can't do it well, there will be no next time.

The stall owner was delighted, and even the slight fear he had just felt disappeared a little.

He quickly agreed: "Okay, okay, I will do my best to help you make those jewelry beautiful, don't worry."

"Okay." Shen Guiyi nodded, and then said to the two maids, "It's getting late, let's go back."

Xiaoliu and Chunlan hurried to follow.

After walking a few steps, Shen Guidi seemed to have thought of something, so he stopped and asked, "By the way, what's your name? If I send someone over, how can I be sure it's you?"

The stall owner scratched his head and laughed, "Ma'am, my name is Chen Song. My father said that when my mother gave birth to me, she lived in the mountains. There happened to be a few pine trees nearby, so he named me after the pine trees at the foot of the mountain, which is easier to remember."

Shen Guidi nodded to indicate that he understood.

Soon, she led her people back and walked through the shop aisle at the end of Chunliu Lane.