Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 801 Sanwazi's Inspiration to Chen Rou

After all, a businessman is a businessman, and he is strict when blowing cowhide. Chen Rou touched the so-called best embroiderer's pattern with her fingers. This kind of embroiderer is ashamed to say that she is the best embroiderer. Back then It is understandable for Shang Li to say that her needlework is crude, after all, the hats, workmanship and embroidery I saw in Linxian County later were indeed ten thousand times better than hers.

"Will there be insects?" Chen Rou suddenly asked while holding the petals in her hand.

"No... no, how can this dried flower get worms, besides, we can add other things in our house, how can it get worms."

There was a look of hesitation in the boss's eyes, but he quickly covered it up, and Chen Rou raised the corners of her lips and smiled.

"That's it, then give me one without patterns."

Anyway, it was just taken home as a sample, and Chen Rou would not spend the extra four copper coins.

Seeing that Chen Rou wanted to buy a sachet, Sanwazi hurriedly took Chen Rou's hand.

"Auntie, this thing is not good. There are many wild flowers on our mountain. Once they are dried, they can be put in a cloth bag. Why are they so expensive?"

"Hey, I said you little rascal, how can you talk like that? Can the wild flowers on the mountain be compared to the ones grown by our family? Can they be compared to the sachets sewn by our embroiderer."

"Who knows if you planted it yourself, and I didn't see it." Sanwazi raised his head and directly vomited blood from the boss.

Chen Rou couldn't help but secretly smiled, and then returned to normal.

"This is eight coins. I'll look at other things." After paying the money, Chen Rou put the money on the stall, picked up several sachets and sniffed them one by one. They were all flowers with a strong smell. , on the contrary, there are very few flowers with fresh scents. Chen Rou guessed that maybe it was to show the difference between herself and others, or to become the focus all of a sudden?

Just like the woman named Shen who painted her face into a zombie face at the noodle stall.

The stare between Sanwazi and the stall owner ended when Chen Rou turned around and bought a bunch of candied haws for a penny. Sanwazi who was holding the candied haws stared and ignored the stall owner.

"Hey, I said this kid, why is he so annoying."

Chen Rou followed Sanwazi and looked at a few other stalls.

"Auntie, why did you just give that man eight cents? What a waste, those things are worthless." Sanwazi took a bite of the hawthorn, and his words were not vague at all.

"Because my aunt is a woman, women like this kind of fancy things, just like you, a bunch of candied haws can keep you from quarreling with that boss." Chen Rou said half-jokingly.

"Isn't that woman liked by men? I don't like this sachet, it's too fragrant to choke my nose." Sanwazi said stupidly, completely unaware that he was pointing the way for Chen Rou.

"You said you don't like the smell?" Chen Rou seemed to have thought of something. "Do you like Jasmine and Osmanthus?"

"I like sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Sanwazi moved his tongue, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth just flowed out.

Chen Rou understood instantly. When contacting modern women, many people like to use that kind of strong rose perfume, but there are relatively few people who like it. After all, women wear sachets just to look good, and what is it for? ? Mostly to attract the attention of men.

Women are for those who please themselves, and scholars are dead for those who are confidants!

"San Wazi, Auntie will buy you two more sticks of candied haws. You can eat one and keep the other for Tianbao. It is Auntie's thank you gift."

(End of this chapter)