Chapter 242

In the brocade box was a jasper hairpin, with a snow lotus quietly blooming on the head of the hairpin.

In the middle of the snow lotus, there is a red gemstone shining.

Shu Cheng couldn't wait to hold the hairpin in his hand, and looked around.

The joy on his face was about to overflow.

Seeing her appearance, the shopkeeper also burst into laughter, "Sir, do you like it?"

Shu Cheng nodded, "Well, that's all."

After finishing speaking, he looked back at Xuetong again, and motioned for her to pay the money.

Xuetong stood there for a long time without moving, looking at her with some hesitation.

"Sir, do you think we should pay the money now, or should I pick it up from your house?"

The shopkeeper saw that one of the two was playing with the hairpin, while the other remained unmoved like a piece of wood, and was a little anxious.

Although it is unlikely that she will be blamed, she still has to get the money in order to be at ease.

"Xue Tong?" Shu Cheng put down the hairpin at this moment and asked, "Did you not bring any money?"

Xuetong shook his head, hesitantly said: "Master, this shop belongs to the owner, and there is no need to pay."

Shu Cheng coughed lightly, and concealed: "Oh yes, I forgot."

If I had known earlier, I should have taken a good look at the name of this shop.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to make such a big joke.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately stood up.

Thinking of the portraits I have seen before, there is still something I don't understand.

She apologized and said with a smile: "It's strange that the slaves don't know Mount Tai! These things, sir, just take them away!"

In the end, Shu Cheng only took the hairpin with the ruby ​​inlaid, and didn't want anything else.

For her, hairpins without gemstones all look the same, with little difference.

After coming out of that shop, Shu Cheng went to the rouge gouache shop again.

Coincidentally, this shop is also theirs.

"It's really rich." Shu Cheng muttered in a low voice, and handed the selected things to Xue Tong.

Xue Tong followed closely behind her, wondering, "Master, what did you say?"

Shu Cheng shook his head, "It's okay."

They didn't decide to go home until they had finished shopping around this street.

But when they passed by a youth building, two burly women stopped them.

Xuetong stood in front of Shucheng, staring at them vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

At this time, a handsome man stood out behind the two women.

He was wearing tulle that looked like it would crumble if touched.

With a wave of the handkerchief in his hand, he said with a smile, "Mr. Fang, it's me."

"So it's you." The old bustard of the Green House.

Shu Cheng pulled Xuetong back behind her, folded her hands on her chest, and her posture was a little lazy.

"Mr. Fang, why did you leave so suddenly yesterday! It made Lan Lan cry."

Shu Cheng thought of that Lan Lan, and felt uncomfortable all over her body.

The first time she met such a charming man, the memory was too deep.

"Really?" Shu Chengpi smiled, "I'm afraid you want to talk about something else?"

She is not stupid, she would believe that Lan Lan cried because of her.

Could it be because I didn't keep enough money?
I have to say that Shu Cheng's guess is quite accurate.

Yesterday she was in a hurry to go home, so she casually threw a few pieces of silver on the table.

She didn't know how much it was.

She thought it was enough, but she still underestimated the consumption level of that youth building.

"It's still 100 taels short." The bustard walked up to her and waved a handkerchief.

There was a strange fragrance on the handkerchief, which made Shu Cheng almost choke to death.

(End of this chapter)

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