Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 689 What a Little Chang Sheng
The waiter shrank his head.

Why is this person so difficult to serve.

"Then what should I say." He was very wronged.

Mo Hejiu pointed at him with a sword mold, and said in a vicious tone:

"Just shut up for me."

The waiter bit his lower lip aggrieved.

Mo Hejiu is an expert: "These swords are relatively heavy in reality, right? How can women swing them? I want light ones. The blades should be light and thin, but they are the sharpest. It is best made of meteorite, is there any? "

"..." The shop waiter looked at the plain silver hairpin on Mo Hejiu's head, "Yes, there are, but I think these are enough for the guest officer. Women who use swords have been practiced, they are very strong, and , the blades of these swords are already much thinner than men's swords."

"What are you doing with so much nonsense?!" Mo Hejiu raised his voice.

The waiter shrank his neck, showing a very embarrassed expression: "That shop only has one, and it's very expensive. Many people can't afford it after seeing it."

He didn't even bother to take it out.

The corners of Mo Hejiu's eyes twitched, his patience was limited, and he tapped the sword in one hand on the palm of the other:
"I asked you to take it out, don't you understand human speech?"

"Okay, I'll take it, I'll take it!"

The waiter turned around and ran away.

This is a big stubble.

Ying Chen got out of the carriage and stood at the side of the store, because the door was open for business, so he could hear what they were saying clearly.

The shop waiter came out with a brocade box and handed it to Mo Hejiu.

Mo Hejiu opened the brocade box and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The silver scabbard is engraved with complicated and delicate patterns and lingering birds. The whole body of the sword is black. It is exquisite and handsome in the hand.

It suits her very well.

Mo Hejiu bent the corners of his mouth, and inserted the blade back into the scabbard:
"I want it."

The shop clerk heard these three words more than once. Everyone who saw the sword liked it very much, but after he told the price, he immediately gave it back to him.

So, he cleared his throat and said the price that he no longer wanted to say:

"Guest officer, this sword is 150 taels...gold."

Mo Hejiu fiddled with the sword, without raising his eyelids, he put the small box he brought on the cabinet:

"Give me the rest after counting. If you lose one point, I'll cut off one of your fingers."

"..." The waiter opened the box, and a golden light almost blinded him, so he quickly closed it:

"I'll leave it to the shopkeeper! It's not bad at all!"

Mo Jijiu didn't bother to talk to him, the waiter told the shopkeeper about the box, and the shopkeeper didn't expect that the high-end goods in his hands would be bought so happily, and immediately counted the money with vigor.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the waiter came out to entertain Mo Hejiu: "Let's see what else do you need?"

Mo Hejiu, he was staring at the tassels on the wall.

The shop waiter glanced at it and understood: "Do you like this? We can give it to you! Besides this, we also have carved pendants specially for women, as well as characters."

"Character?"

The waiter in the shop was very strong: "Yes! It means you want words and put them together, such as names."

This is interesting.

Mo Hejiu raised his eyebrows: "There are all kinds of words?"

"Yes! There are any words you want!"

"Okay." Mo Hejiu nodded: "I want a long character, the character Sheng for Shenge."

Ying Chen raised his eyes suddenly, a look of cruelty flashed across his face.

"I'll find it for you right now."

"Wait!" Mo Jijiu suddenly called him again: "Add a small character, the size is small."

The waiter yelled, "Okay~!"

Ying Chen outside the door suddenly clenched his fists.

Little Changsheng?
What a little Changsheng!

(End of this chapter)