My Prince Has Farmlands

"Madam, do you want to buy a handkerchief? Take a look at the handkerchief. My handkerchiefs are all self embroidered patterns..."

Passing by a humble stall, no, it's hardly a stall.

The stall owner didn't even have a stand. He was only surrounded by a small basket covered with red cloth.

Chi Ziyu stopped at the sound and looked at the stall owner.

She was a middle-aged woman with rough skin and a dark face. She looked like she had experienced many vicissitudes.

Seeing Chi Ziyu looking at herself, she squeezed out a smile, hurriedly opened the red cloth in the basket and said, "madam, look, these are my handkerchiefs.

You can buy one. It's very cheap. It's five Wen each. "

Unlike the greasy flattery of other vendors, the stall owner is completely sincere and is begging Chi Ziyu to have a look with a begging attitude.

"Let me see first." Said the fish.

A five Wen handkerchief is really cheap, and the normal market price is more than ten Wen.

Chi Ziyu looked at it with curiosity. He thought the handkerchief of the stall owner couldn't work well. As a result, he found that it wasn't so.

The handkerchiefs of the stall owners are exquisitely embroidered. The patterns on them are lifelike and the stitches are very fine.

The stall owner brought more than half a basket of handkerchiefs to sell. Chi Ziyu couldn't help but wonder, "you embroidered these alone?"

"Yes, madam."

"How long has it been embroidered?"

"Since the last collection date." The stall owner lowered his head slightly and replied uneasily.

Chi Ziyu looked at her in surprise, "are you a full-time embroiderer?"

Handkerchiefs are well embroidered and in large quantities. It can be seen that they use a lot of Kung Fu.

"No." The stall owner shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I do farm work outside during the day and have time to embroider at night."

Chi Ziyu's heart moved, "these handkerchiefs can't be embroidered without more than ten days of effort."

The stall owner thought she was doubting herself, so he quickly looked up and explained, "it's true, madam. I stayed up late to embroider all this. You can have a look. All the stitches and threads are mine."

Chi Ziyu noticed that there was almost no meat on her cheeks, only a thin layer of skin, raised cheekbones, dark eyes, thin and bloodless lips.

She is a very thin and thin woman with washed clothes and a lonely body.

Chi Ziyu guessed that her family conditions were very bad.

"Then I'll choose two." Said the fish.

The stall owner looks happy. It's probably that no one has come to her for business for a long time.

She said, "thank you, madam..."

Before the voice fell, a grumpy voice came, "dead old woman, I asked you to sell a handkerchief. It hasn't been sold out all morning. Where's the money! Give me the money quickly!"

Chi Ziyu hasn't had time to see who it is.

The owner of the voice had picked up the stall owner, fumbled in her sleeve for a while, and finally found the purse he wanted.

"Damn it! That's all!" The young man weighed the weight of his purse, got angry and scolded.

When the stall owner saw that the man robbed his purse, he didn't dare to resist. He just said, "today's business is not good..."

"Get out! Useless thing!"

The man was so angry that he almost kicked the old woman in front of him to calm his anger.

However, the man noticed the Chi Zi fish on one side and said with a happy face, "Hey, those who buy handkerchiefs, I sold you all this basket of handkerchiefs. You give me two liang silver."