Without the annoying follower, Song Jixiang strolled around the town leisurely for a rare time.

Sifang Town consists of several long streets, lined with shops in an orderly manner.

The pedestrians walking on the road were dressed simply, some even had patched clothes on, but it was hard to see any sadness on their faces, nor were they pale and thin, and they would greet acquaintances warmly when they met them.

The greatest satisfaction for the people is for them to have food to eat, clothing to wear and a place to live and work in peace and contentment.

As for those bullies she dealt with, they could not be eliminated in any dynasty.

Where there is sunshine, there is shadow.

Song Jixiang went to the carriage and horse shop first.

After just a few glances and a few listens, she was secretly shocked.

The horses here are incredibly expensive. If they are paired with a carriage of ordinary workmanship and quality, the price will be more than ten times higher.

The owner of the carriage and horse shop thought she came in with her master to buy a horse, so he didn't drive her away. He said to a middle-aged man who wanted to buy a carriage, "Don't look at this carriage as ordinary, but the workmanship is top-notch. It was made and polished by Master Cao himself."

"real?!"

“How dare I lie to you! Take a good look. Here, here, and here. They are all made by Master Cao. Aren’t they very impressive!…” The boss of the carriage and horse shop pointed to a few places for the middle-aged man to see, then patted his chest to make the assurance.

When the middle-aged man heard that it was made by Master Cao, his eyes widened a little, and he felt that this carriage was no longer ordinary, and he liked it no matter how he looked at it. Without saying a word, he followed the waiter next to him to pay. There was a bit of urgency in his expression, as if he would be robbed if he was a step slower.

Do you want to be so exaggerated?

Is Master Cao very famous?

Song Jixiang looked left and right but couldn't see anything different.

The wood is ordinary, the workmanship is rough, there is no pattern on the body, and some places even have barbs...

"Hey, kid, where are your parents?"

The boss of the coach and horse shop saw Song Jixiang standing beside the carriage and watching intently, so he walked over and asked. He looked around again, but didn't see any adult, so his eyes immediately became unfriendly.

"You penniless little bastard, is this enough for you to accept? Get out of here now!..." He pretended to roll up his sleeves and hit someone.

Song Jixiang snorted at him, "God bless you, bad merchant. I won't buy from you even if I have money..."

"Hey, I don't believe it today. If I catch you, I will definitely give you a good beating. Which bastard dares to make up such a story and ruin my good deeds..."

Song Jixiang didn't bother to deal with him. He took a few steps and ran away.

By the time the boss of the carriage and horse company came out with a few helpers, Song Jixiang was nowhere to be seen. He could only go back cursing and threatening to teach her a lesson if he saw the boy again.

In fact, Song Jixiang did not walk far. She felt happy hiding in the dark and watching her boss getting angry.

As a result, she gained a deeper understanding of the status of craftsmen in this dynasty.

However, not every craftsman can be called a "master craftsman", just as not everyone has a bulging wallet.

Song Jixiang sighed.

It seems that owning a BMW of your own is not an easy thing in any dynasty.

If there is no other choice, we can only rent the ox cart from the village chief.

Recently, she has to travel back and forth between the town and the county frequently. It is really inconvenient without a means of transportation. With her two short legs, she is afraid that all her time will be spent on the road and she will not be able to do anything.

At this moment, she missed the flying boat in the end times very much. With just voice control, she could fly to wherever she wanted to go.

Song Jixiang was a little disappointed.

The feeling of pride I had for having made a little money a few days ago suddenly became sour!

Went to another grocery store.

This grocery store was separated from He's by seven or eight shops, but it was still spotted by the sharp-eyed Mrs. He.

She stood in front of her shop and glared at Song Jixiang fiercely, with fire in her eyes, as if she was the wild man who kidnapped her wife, and she wanted to come over and tear her apart with her bare hands.

He clearly doesn't know how to cherish, and he pushes the responsibility onto irrelevant people. Even now he still doesn't know where the problem lies. He is just a pitiful person with a confused mind!

Song Jixiang gave her a contemptuous look and went into the grocery store.

I bought a lot of things in the grocery store, more than what I bought at He Ji's. Maybe I wanted to vent all the frustration I felt at the carriage and horse shop on these small items.

Self-deception and self-consolation.

When she finally paid the bill, the total was as much as two taels. The shopkeeper was so happy that he kindly called an ox cart for her and personally helped her move the things she bought onto the cart. He also asked her to come back next time and gave her a discount.

Song Jixiang agreed with a smile.

Although this one is a bit more expensive than He Ji's, the quality is also good.

She asked the old man driving the ox cart to park aside and wait while she went to buy some more things.

Promised to give him an extra ten cents, the old man naturally agreed happily, and told her not to rush and to take her time shopping.

Song Jixiang thanked him with a smile.

Following the fluttering sign outside the shop, I came to a shop that made ready-made silk garments. I looked up and saw that the shop was called "Yunsu Silk Shop".

The shop is clean and tidy, and the cloths are neatly arranged.

The various fabrics are arranged in order of price so that customers can see clearly at a glance.

A young maid came over to greet her. Seeing that she was wearing washed-out clothes, she showed no disdain or disdain on her face. Her attitude was no different from that towards other guests.

There was a woman sitting by the window, with her hair tied up high and her back facing her.

Perhaps because he heard the voice, he turned around and met Song Jixiang's eyes.

Song Jixiang was really surprised.

The shopkeeper was also a middle-aged woman, who looked much older than Qin Sanniang. Her black hair was like a waterfall, tied up with a fine magnolia hairpin. Her eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips looked ordinary individually, but when combined on her face, she was full of charm. Her every move, frown and smile was full of charm, making it hard to look away.

Beauty is indeed in the bones, not in the skin!

Song Jixiang seemed to have discovered something interesting, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This Sifang Town is really interesting. In one day, she saw two women with different styles but equally charming looks.

Qin Sanniang is dignified and beautiful, decisive in her actions, and kept her promise to her husband and did not leave. She helped He Ji grow from a small stall into a large shop with two storefronts. She values ​​friendship and loyalty;

The silk shop owner was elegant and charming, with a cold look in her eyes that showed she didn't care about anything.

Although they haven't talked yet, they each have their own strengths.

The female shopkeeper just glanced at her and ignored her, turning her head to continue staring at a pot of green plants by the window.

The sunlight filtered through the window frame, casting a perfect halo on her profile. The magnolia hairpin, white jade earrings, and porcelain-white skin complemented each other beautifully.

For example, the picture of the lady is frozen here.

The green plants that make beauties care so much must have something special about them.

Song Jixiang became interested and looked in the direction she was looking.

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