The prodigal Fu Jin has tricked me again

Chapter 5 Prodigal Son

"Send me to the best clothing store in the suburbs of Beijing."

[This is the Qing Dynasty, there are no clothing stores. 】

"Then send me to a rich family."

Borrow one first.

[There is no conveyor belt. 】

Dong Ejin's face turned cold: "There is nothing, what use are you for?"

【…】

Actually dislike it.

……

Before Dong Ejin entered the city, she first went to a cloth shop in the suburbs of Beijing to have her clothes tailored.

This cloth shop is very famous, and the customers who come and go are either princes or wealthy families. The storefront is luxurious and magnificent, and all the interior decorations are of antique level. If it is not for the famous owner, it may have been robbed hundreds of times.

Dong Ejin came in, out of place.

The contemptuous eyes of all the officials' ladies cast their eyes on her, and some of them sarcastically said: "Where did the beggars come from, they came here to beg for food and food."

"That's right, why does anyone dare to go in, without getting my lady's clothes dirty!"

"Shopkeeper, you don't care, why don't you rush out such a person?"

Dong Ejin walked past them expressionlessly, and said directly to the shopkeeper, "Is there any ready-made clothes that I can wear?"

The shopkeeper frowned at her.

There must be ready-made clothes. The customers would pick them up after a few days. There were also regular customers who were anxiously waiting for the clothes to be used and gave them more money, so they would steal the clothes from others first. But the one in front of me...

The shopkeeper's face was full of contempt: "There are no ready-made ones, and this shop does not accept customers who are not well-dressed. I'd better invite you out..."

Before he could finish his next words, a 20 tael silver ticket was thrown in front of his eyes.

Whoa!Well!This shot is really rich!
The shopkeeper's eyes are looking straight!
With these 20 taels, he can buy a street-facing store in a less prosperous part of the capital. He has to sell high-end clothes for a month to earn so much money!

The people who spoke and taunted just now fell silent, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely strange.

Suddenly, the daughter of the servant of the household department snorted, and her pretty eyes were full of sarcasm: "A beggar, where did you get so many taels of silver? Maybe he stole it from somewhere, and such a person should be arrested and presented to the government."

As soon as she said this, the daughter of the minister's family of the Ministry of Industry immediately echoed: "That's right, looking at her attire, I know that this bank note is definitely not hers!"

Many eyes of scrutiny and contempt gathered on Dong Ejin again.

Dong Ejin ignored them, and directly threw another 20 taels of silver bills on the table, with a cold expression, and said concisely: "Is there any ready-made clothes?"

40 two pieces ready-to-wear! ?
The shopkeeper was shocked, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously grinned to the base of his ears, and his actions were faster than words, and he had already collected the bank note, fearing that she would regret it, he said quickly: "Yes! You wait! I'll get it for you right away!"

When he looked at the dirty girl again at this time, his eyes were already shining with gold, and he regarded her as the God of Wealth. Down.

Everyone looked at Dong Ejin differently.

Even if he is the richest man in the capital, there is no reason to buy a piece of clothing for 40 taels.

Seeing that the girl looks so calm, it must be her own money, but what kind of girl is this, she is so generous, she is simply a prodigal!
The daughter of the servant of the household department saw that the shopkeeper was so greedy and flattering, which was clearly slapping her in the face, and the arrogant stinky beggar in front of her didn't even look at her!
She couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Where did you get so much money at such a young age? Even if it was given by the family, it is so prodigal, which shows that the family tradition is not right."

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Chapter Remarks: One tael of silver = 1000 wen, and the price of silk products during the Shunzhi and Kangxi years of the Qing Dynasty was generally between 50 wen and 100 wen per foot.And the annual salary of an eighth-rank military official in Beijing is only 40 taels.

(End of this chapter)