A little madman moved into the courtyard house next door.

Since Qin Huairu visited once, she hasn't come to the courtyard house at No. 93 for the time being.

Xiao Sanfeng continued living his life as usual, temporarily ignoring the beasts next door.

Two months have passed quickly, and it's now November 2nd, a Sunday.

Xiao Sanfeng and his grandmother were eating breakfast and chatting when they got up in the morning.

"Grandma, we never used to go out when it was hot. Now the temperature is just right, and we have a day off today, so let's go out and have a good stroll."

"Okay, let's go out for a walk today."

"Then let's go to the square first today, and then I'll take you to Qianmen for a stroll."

After breakfast and tidying up, Xiao Sanfeng locked the door and left Wangcai and Xiaofei to watch the house. He then took his grandmother out.

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As a son or daughter of China, if you come to Beijing and don't visit the square, it's as if you haven't been to Beijing at all.

The grandfather and grandson first arrived at the square, looked at the city gate, and then strolled around the square until they reached the monument.

It's Sunday, and the square is still very lively. There are many people visiting the square.

There were people wearing beautiful traditional clothing, as well as foreigners. There were also some Black children from Africa.

When Bai Wushuang first saw the magnificent city gate, she excitedly asked, "Is this the imperial palace inside?"

"Yes, the emperors of feudal dynasties lived in there. Let's go in and take a look."

Xiao Sanfeng took his grandmother to buy tickets and they started to stroll around.

While strolling around, Xiao Sanfeng, drawing on the explanations of the palace he had seen online in his previous life, began to act as his grandmother's guide.

Around noon, Xiao Sanfeng took his grandmother and left, heading towards Qianmen.

Qianmen Street is a famous commercial street in Beijing, and Beijing is the capital city. It is full of wealthy families and rich ladies.

There are also many family members of cadres whose husbands and parents earn a salary of 100 or 200 yuan or more.

In an era where an average person can live on 5 yuan a month, wouldn't someone with an income of over 100 yuan be spending it as much as possible?

There were still remnants of the old regime in Beijing, and their families were quite wealthy. These people did nothing all day but eat, drink, and be merry, spending money recklessly.

When they ran out of money, they sold off the gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, and paintings left by their ancestors. Even after selling all that, they still had the house!

The area around Qianmen Street is a bustling commercial hub, offering a complete range of dining, entertainment, and leisure options.

Famous time-honored brands: Fengzeyuan, Kyoto Roast Duck, Tianxingju Fried Liver, Duyichu Shaomai...

Daguanlou, cinemas... various theaters and teahouses.

Rouge and face powder, daily chemical products, embroidery and needlework. Various department stores, tailor shops, daily necessities shops...

The streets were lined with vendors selling snacks, needles and thread, sugar figurines, candied hawthorns, and all sorts of other small stalls and itinerant peddlers.

When Xiao Sanfeng arrived at Quanjude, he originally planned to take his grandmother to try the Peking duck. Each duck cost 8 yuan, and a ticket was required.

Roast duck is a delicacy nowadays, usually reserved for high-ranking officials or used to entertain foreign guests.

Ordinary people didn't even have the chance to get a Peking duck ticket. Without a ticket, you couldn't buy a Peking duck even if you had the money.

However, this was no problem for Xiao Sanfeng. He used his divine sense to investigate from the outside. There were already 29 roasted ducks in the oven, and another 20 roasted ducks were about to be taken out of the oven.

With a thought, Xiao Sanfeng stored all the roasted ducks into his spatial storage. He then placed 49 raw ducks from his storage space into the shop.

Anyway, it wasn't like he got it for nothing, and as for the other issues, that wasn't Xiao Sanfeng's concern. Why did they have to insist on getting the tickets?

The grandfather and grandson continued their stroll. As they walked, a shop ahead caught Xiao Sanfeng's attention.

Xueru Silk Shop.

Holy crap, this movie and variety show world even incorporates a little woman?

Well, in the TV dramas about young women, besides He Xiaoxia, Xu Huizhen's daughter and other nieces are not only beautiful, but also knowledgeable and capable.

With her future daughter-in-law secured, Xu Huizhen, her mother-in-law, was a done deal. As for that "Anhui tea," it could just sit on the sidelines!

Chen Xueru, the mother of "Anhui Tea", is now a beautiful woman who can also sew clothes.

Since we're here, let's go and meet this "Ruzi" from the era who is loved by countless netizens in later generations, and make a couple of outfits while we're at it.

"Grandma, let's go get some clothes made." After saying that, Xiao Sanfeng pulled his grandmother toward Xue Ru Silk Shop.

As I entered the store, a beautiful woman wearing a light blue cheongsam with small flowers and high-heeled leather shoes came out.

She was tall and slender with smooth, beautiful curves. The high slit of her cheongsam revealed her long, fair legs.

Looking at her face, her skin was like solidified cream, her eyes like peach blossoms, her eyebrows like distant mountains, and her nose like jade.

Those two bright red, delicate lips parted to reveal pearly white teeth. What a beauty!

Xiao Sanfeng's soul age is 36, the perfect age for admiring beautiful women. In his eyes, Chen Xueru is far more beautiful and charming than the character in the drama.

Chen Xueru looked at the young boy staring at her and thought to herself, "He's good-looking, but it's a pity he's just a child. And staring at women at such a young age, he'll definitely grow up to be a dissolute playboy."

Never mind, he's just a little kid, let him watch!

Chen Xueru smiled at Bai Wushuang and asked, "Does this lady want her clothes made to order or buy ready-made clothes?"

Bai Wushuang said, "It was my grandson who wanted it. Ask him."

Xiao Sanfeng spoke up, "We'll make clothes."

"I'm Chen Xueru, the private manager of Xueru Silk Shop. You can call me Manager Chen or Shopkeeper Chen. What kind of clothes would you like to have made?"

"Hello, Manager Chen, my name is Xiao Sanfeng! I need two silk cheongsams, two silk cotton-padded jackets, and two pairs of cotton-padded trousers made for my grandmother. Also, I need two spring and autumn coats, one silk cotton-padded jacket, one cotton-padded jacket, and two pairs of cotton-padded trousers."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xueru realized it was a big deal. Buying so many clothes would cost over a hundred yuan!

"Young comrade, are you sure you want to do so much? This will cost 136 yuan, 39 feet of cloth coupons, and 20 jin of cotton coupons."

In preparation for unforeseen circumstances, Xiao Sanfeng had already exchanged some coupons with Song Chuncai of the supply and marketing cooperative. He also had a considerable number of cloth and cotton coupons.

"Manager Chen, I have both the money and the receipts. Should I pay now or when I pick up the clothes?"

"Young man, go take your measurements now. Then pay and give us the receipt. Just come back to pick up your clothes later."

"OK."

"Then come with me over here to take measurements." After saying that, Chen Xueru led Xiao Sanfeng and his grandson to take measurements.

Soon, the measurements were taken, the money and receipt were paid, and Xiao Sanfeng took the receipt and left Xue Ru Silk Shop with his grandmother.

Xiao Sanfeng checked the time and saw that it was almost time, so he took his grandmother and headed towards Nanluoguxiang.