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Chapter 2 The old friend
A sudden rainstorm, the peony in front of the window is very delicate.
Rao Tu fell asleep, and when she woke up, she learned that Shen Zhuyu had left in the middle of the night in the rain.
She looked at the red and purple bruises on her body and said with a smile, "Shen Zhu, you are such a sweetheart!"
Leaning in front of the window all morning, she looked at the endless stream of traffic and merchants downstairs, "This Jinling City is really lively!"
A gust of cold wind came, and the maid named Shan Gui hurried to close the window, and said to Ratu, "Young lady sat dry all morning, I think you are exhausted, go and rest!"
Raotu stopped her from closing the window, "The rain is coming, the city is full of wind and rain, but you won't let me see this beautiful scene!"
The mountain ghost snorted, "What's so good about it? I'll wait to see the girl mess with the situation and make a mess. It's really interesting."
Rao Tu pointed to a cloth shop on the street under the window and said, "Look at that person."
The mountain ghost looked at it, and the little girl frowned slightly, "Is that slut Pei Qingwei?"
Rao Tu said lightly: "She is Mrs. Shen now, let's go and see the old man."
The two masters and servants walked into the cloth house and saw Pei Qingwei looking carefully with a pair of damask flowers.
When the shopkeeper saw Rao Tu walking in, he hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him with a smile: "The soft smoke that the girl asked for a few days ago has been prepared, waiting for you!"
Rao Tu smiled and said, "Thank you, I'll trouble the shopkeeper."
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "You don't dare to neglect the girl's order. Just wait, I'll get it for you."
Pei Qingwei was left to the side, she gave Rao a fluttering glance, and Rao gave her a gentle smile.
"The madam is noble, and the satin in your hands really matches your charm." Rao Tu smiled.
Pei Qingwei pulled out a faint smile, "Are you a woman from the nearby Goulan Courtyard?"
Ratu Yingying gave a salute, "That's right, the little girl is abrupt."
"It's okay." Pei Qingwei's eyes flashed a hint of mockery, she turned her head and continued to look at the cloth, and said nothing.
The shopkeeper came over with a delicate gold-painted long box, smiled and said to Rao: "Girl, please inspect the goods."
Rao Tu opened the lid of the box, and there were two colors of raw materials stacked inside, one in pine blue and the other in autumn fragrance. She reached out and caressed, "Yes, thin as a light feather, warm as beautiful jade, soft smoke Luo."
The girl on the side asked, "Why is it called Ruan Yanluo?"
Rao Tu said: "This material can be used as a gauze hanging bed. From a distance, it looks like a cloud of smoke. Sleeping in it is like being in a cloud of soft smoke, so it is called Soft Yanluo."
Pei Qingwei came over and looked at the soft smoke in the box, she snorted, "Shopkeeper, you are so bold! You don't show me such a good thing, do you think I can't afford it?"
The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Mrs. Shen's words are serious, and soft smoke is rare. This girl originally made a reservation. If the madam is interested, you can write it down. When you get the goods next time, it will be delivered to the house."
"Next time? How long will it take?"
"Let's say...it will take three months."
"It's presumptuous. It's already winter in three months. How can you use such a thin material?"
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Pei Qingwei looked at Rao Tu and said, "I have a temper that can't wait. Why don't I pay double the price and you resell it to me."
Rao Tu smiled without saying a word.
Pei Qingwei raised her eyebrows and said, "Why, you don't want to? The women in the hook column don't love money, do they?"
Rao Tu hurriedly said: "Don't dare, just as Madam said, a little girl is a person who has lost her life and is a person who sees money. Since Madam likes it, what's the harm in being an adult?"
Pei Qingwei snorted coldly, "It's still sensible, how much?"
"The little girl once paid the shopkeeper one hundred taels."
Pei Qingwei motioned to the maid next to her. The little maid held out a purse, and Pei Qingwei said, "There are three hundred lines of silver in it, and the remaining one hundred taels is a reward."
The maid sent the purse to Rao Tu, but Rao Tu did not pick it up.
Pei Qingwei said, "What? You won't change your mind, will you?"
Rao Tu said nothing, and the shopkeeper on the side said tremblingly: "Back... Back to Mrs. Shen, this girl paid me... 100 taels of gold..."
Pei Qingwei's face changed slightly when she heard the words: "What did you say?"
"It's one hundred taels of gold. Converted to silver, it's three thousand one hundred and sixty taels." Shan Gui reminded.
Pei Qingwei paused, unable to hide her surprise: "How can such a piece of cloth be worth three thousand taels?"
The shopkeeper seemed to have eaten Huanglian, and explained in a terrified manner: "Madam doesn't know, it took Jiangnan Weaving Bureau three months to get two horses..."
Pei Qingwei staggered a step and stared at the soft smoke in the box in disbelief.
Rao Tu said apologetically, "Mrs. Shen? Do you still plan to use this cloth?"
Pei Qingwei regained her senses. She clenched the hand hidden in her sleeve and gritted her teeth: "Of course I want it! It's just that Mrs. Ben didn't bring so much money. You can go with me to the Shen residence of Huangmen to get it."
"It turns out to be Lord Shen's wife! Disrespectful." Rao Tu said solemnly, "Since it's Mrs. Shen, how could the little girl go to the mansion to pick it up, when the lady has time, send someone to deliver the silver note to the opposite Yuhe Building. The shopkeeper is a witness. , the little girl naturally believes in Madam."
Pei Qingwei nodded and said, "Don't worry, it will be delivered naturally."
"That being the case, the little girl will say goodbye first."
Rao Tu and the mountain ghost walked out of the cloth house, the mountain ghost spit, and muttered: "What the hell! I'm not a bitch who climbed out of the brothel!"
"Mountain ghost, be careful."
Shan Gui said: "You don't know, girl, that bitch has been staring at your neck with disdain on her face, what kind of good does she think she is?"
"Oh?" Rao Tu reached out and stroked her fair neck, where there were traces of red and purple.
The mountain ghost said angrily: "She doesn't know it's the fault of her good husband, Shen Zhu!"