The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 224 Preparation
After leaving Jiweiju, the family of three got into the carriage.

Qiao Changshun's face was full of pain, and he ate more than 40 taels of silver for a meal, oh my god!
Even if you just sold the dried tofu recipe, you can't be so squandered!
It was Qiao Mai who ordered the food just now, and he had no idea about the price of those meals, and seeing that Qiao Mai's expression was not very good, so he didn't ask any more questions.

If he had known it was so expensive, he would have dissuaded him!
Blood was dripping from his heart, and he heard Qiao Mai say again, "Go to the Daughter's Pavilion."

"Ah?" Qiao Changshun was taken aback, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

"Go to the daughter's pavilion." Qiao Xiaomai said again.

"Ah, oh, good." Qiao Changshun came back to his senses, quickly waved his whip, and drove the donkey cart to the daughter's pavilion.

Daughter's Pavilion is a shop in Bailu Town that specializes in selling rouge powder and jewelry. Zhuang Lvhe and Qiao Mai almost never used these before, so he just thought he heard it wrong.

"Buy more, you're a big girl too." Qiao Changshun quickly forgot the pain just now, and began to encourage Qiao Maimai to spend more money.

In his heart, he still had the idea of ​​Tong Sanlang, a village grass, Qiao Maimai is not bad, if he dresses up again, he will definitely be more attractive!

Qiao Mai made two perfunctory hums when he heard this.

When she arrived at the Daughter Pavilion, she bought a box of rouge at random, and then began to choose jewelry.

After looking carefully for a while, she bought a wooden hairpin.

The style of the hairpin is very ordinary, the whole body is jet-black, the head of the hairpin is in the shape of a cloud, with a red silk flower inlaid on it, and a red pearl hanging under the silk flower.

Red and black, classic collocation.

But this is not the final reason why Qiaomai chooses it. The reason why Qiaomai chooses it is two words: cheap.

In fact, she was more in love with a Bu Yao made of white jade, the tassels on it were very beautiful, but a Bu Yao cost ten taels of silver, which she couldn't bear.

She had no choice but to choose this wooden hairpin: eight hundred wen.

This price shows that the red pearl is also fake, but it doesn't matter, as long as it looks good.

After paying the money, Qiao Mai came out of the Naughty Pavilion and went to Xiangji Buzhuang.

She chose a piece of material, and explained this and that to the embroiderer of the cloth shop. When she came out, the ten taels of silver were gone.

Qiao Changshun hesitated to speak.Spending ten taels of silver to buy a piece of clothing at once, it's really better to buy more rouge, gouache and cheaper materials.

"Okay, let's go back." Qiao Xiaomai finished his work and was ready to go home.

"Wheat, you're like this..." Qiao Changshun endured it again and again, but he couldn't hold it back, and planned to explain the reasoning to Qiao Xiaomai.

Qiao Xiaomai interrupted him, "In three days, I have to participate in a cooking competition. There will be so many people watching, so I have to dress better."

"Cooking competition? With whom?" Qiao Changshun was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked.

"With another girl who is good at cooking, you will get money if you win." Qiao Xiaomai said concisely and simplified the details.

If you really tell the truth, Qiao Changshun won't be able to sleep peacefully these days.

"Do you have money? Then do it well." Qiao Changshun immediately changed his attitude.

If Qiao Xiaomai can spend so much money on clothes, then the winning money must be even more!
Thinking of this, he asked with great concern, "Do you want to buy something and go back to practice?"

"No rush, let's go back first."

Naturally, she has to prepare things, but she doesn't need to buy them, she has them in her space.

Oh, Bai Zhi is arrogant and wishing she could look at her with her nostrils.

She will use the facts to swell Bai Zhi's domineering face into a steamed bun.

Ah.

(End of this chapter)