Small peasant girl is born with divine power

Chapter 304 Windfall
The two stopped for a while, and after Liu Yezi recovered for a while, they began to look at the people around them.

Here is another group of people, which made Liu Yezi's eyes shine.

I've seen a lot of those outsiders who really didn't have good senses just now, this group is really eye-catching.

This group of people is of Persian race, and later people of Arab descent. At the same time, they are also the appearance of the true race of the Roman Empire.

Black hair, wavy and curly, thick and shiny.

Fair skin, deep eyes, high nose and beautiful lips, those eyes are black and white, with very thick eyelashes, no pair of eyes is ugly.

This is the face that really meets the aesthetics.

Most of the so-called beautiful orchids in history are such people.

In fact, the Yugoslav race is also quite good-looking.

The smelliest are probably the Anglo-Saxons.

The hair color is mostly brown or red, the facial features are not very good-looking, and the eyes are not very beautiful except for the color of the pupils.

The most important thing is that they have freckles all over their body, basically, not only on their faces, but also on their whole body, and they will not lose much when they grow up.

So all along, Liu Yezi still felt extremely disgusted by those in the West who distorted the appearance of Eastern people in modern times.

Obviously my own race is the one with freckles all over the country, but I have to find some so-called high-end models with small eyes, high cheekbones, square faces, and freckles on their cheeks. This kind of appearance is the characteristic good-looking appearance of the East.

What to say is in line with the aesthetics of Westerners.

No, that is the ugliness of Eastern aesthetics deliberately distorted and twisted by the West.

What they themselves like is the kind with white skin and no blemishes, which account for a small proportion of them.

As for liking dark skin, that’s a big misunderstanding. Europe never thinks dark skin is good-looking. In America, it’s partly because of political correctness, and partly because rich people can go on vacation everywhere. The sun, tanned skin, is actually an alternative Show off your wealth.

Of course, their tanned skin is authentic but wheat-colored, and it does look better than that white and reddish skin.

Liu Yezi recalled her thoughts, and couldn't help but look at the group of people again.

It's really pretty, but it's a pity that there are no girls here, only men, and you can't see beautiful women.

Liu Yezi felt sorry.

Just when she was about to take Cheng Xiuyang with her.

One of them said something lame.

"and many more."

Liu Ye looked back.

The man took out several layers of fur-wrapped things from his back, unfolded them layer by layer, and finally displayed a multicolored glass plate.

Liu Yezi: "Oh, this one."

There is indeed relatively advanced glass manufacturing technology over there, and it has been passed on here, which is equivalent to gems.

but…

Isn't this thing just glass? Why is she now buying a glass plate with the money for gems?

Liu Yezi waved her hand, shook her head, then turned her head and led Cheng Xiuyang away.

The man refused to give up, chasing Liu Yezi and shouting.

"Looks good, this one!"

Liu Yezi stopped, and said word by word to this person: "I, no, money, buy, no, buy."

Cheng Xiu paused: "I have." Then he took out an ingot of gold from his sleeve.

He added: "Silver notes are useless here."

Liu Yezi didn't think it was an illusion, she felt that when the group of people saw the gold, their eyes immediately turned green.

Liu Ye: "..."

Does she really have no money? She doesn't want to buy it!
Liu Ya'er giggled beside her.

He made the boss angry again.

Liu Yezi turned around, and wanted to pull Cheng Xiuyang away, but there was someone blocking her in front of her.

This group of people still looks very pitiful. Some people who can say this, just keep repeating it there.

"Buy it, buy it, the rich, master, the rich."

These people can be regarded as experienced, like Cheng Xiuyang's Liu Ye, who looks like long thin skin, tender flesh and water color, is a rich family here.

People like this come in here from time to time.

In the eyes of those people, this kind of person is a fat sheep, not a businessman. When they see these things, they will be very novel, and they will buy them at a higher price than those specialized merchants.

But they didn't know that they were wrong today.

Liu Yezi turned cold towards these people and said, "Get out of the way!"

Although these people didn't dare Liu Yezi and Cheng Xiuyang to make a move, they were very cheeky and refused to let go.

He kept nagging in his mouth.

Liu Yezi was not in a good mood, being surrounded in the middle, and the smell of these people was not good, so it was even more annoying.

So, she stretched out her hand, pushed the person in front of her, and made an exit.

The man staggered, he didn't expect a little girl to be so strong.

A piece of something fell from his body.

Liu Yezi suddenly paused, her gaze was attracted by the falling objects.

It was a piece of soap that looked as delicate as suet!
Seeing Liu Ye's gaze on the thing, the man hurried forward, picked it up, took out a piece of pink soap with patterns on it, and put it in front of Liu Ye.

"Fragrant, good, good stuff."

Liu Yezi took the thing with one hand, smelled it, and felt a very familiar smell.

She has used this thing before.

It is soap produced in Syria, which has not yet experienced war and the people are very happy.

As an Arab country with a history and civilization, Syria has a history of making this kind of soap for more than 500 years.

They have their own special method, and the handmade soap they make is one of the more famous products produced in Syria, and the quality is really good.

It is very comfortable to use, not only does not irritate the skin, but also does not add any pigments and hormones.

She used this kind of handmade soap with her mother for a long time when she was a child. Later, after the war in Syria, the largest Syrian soap production business in Damascus disappeared.

Later, even if I bought the so-called soap with this name, I didn't feel that way anymore.

Liu Yezi smelled this smell at first glance, and felt quite emotional in her heart.

When she crossed, Syria was still in turmoil. I don't know how long it will take to resume the production of this thing.

Liu Ye came back to her senses and asked, holding the pink soap with a faint floral scent, "How much?"

This man is very familiar with this sentence, he stretched out three fingers.

"three hundred!"

Liu Yezi was moved, the price is still acceptable, after all, the soap in Guyu County, those fragrant soaps, are often sold at a few hundred yuan, which is very expensive.

Moreover, it is not as good as others, and the quality is far worse.

However, out of caution, Liu Yezi still wanted to bargain.

She can accept this price, but if it is sold to her at a high price and bullied her because she doesn't know how to do it, then she will lose face too much.

(End of this chapter)