Chapter 119: Fixed eyes

However, she was too lazy to think about other things when she heard shouts everywhere. If her memory is correct, Hemo could dominate the military power at the age of only 20 and become the first general of the empire. Now four years later, this person's temperament and ability will only become more unfathomable. Such a person, why does she have to speculate?
When she has time to care about Master Marshal, she might as well have fun in the night market.
I touched my pockets. Fortunately, I just "borrowed" some cash from Frey in the car, otherwise I would have a credit card all over my body. It is estimated that in front of these small vendors, they would be treated as deliberately looking for fault.
Right now it is almost nine o'clock in the evening, which happens to be the busiest spot in the night market. Whether it is tourists from other places or local residents, some come to shop, and some come in piles for supper parties.
The air is filled with the unique scent of food, mixed with the cries of various dialects, and it makes you lively.
It was probably because of the good weather and the right temperature. Many girls were wearing skirts. Foreigners wandered freely with a pair of flip-flops. The locals paid much attention to their clothes. They only wore turbans or veils. Leave a pair of eyebrows lingering between the products.
Leng Yiyao's clothes are somewhere in between, not too conservative, but not out of line. Occasionally, a few foreigners whistled at her, expressing a sense of surprise, but not malicious. She smiled and walked lazily from shop to shop, like a fish in water.
"Look! There is a shop over there with fresh goods! I heard that they were shipped from abroad at a high price!" Someone yelled excitedly, and many people couldn't help being curious, and followed that person's voice. past.
I saw the facade of a creamy white decoration, and the three-story shop is rare and spacious in this night market. The decoration outside the door is full of exotic style, and the night light shines, like the Milky Way is about to fall down.
"It's so beautiful!" Someone couldn't help but exclaimed, and more people started pouring into the store.
She tilted her head back and drilled in with the crowd.
As soon as I entered the store, I discovered that, unlike the prosperous and high-profile decoration of D City, the interiors here are distinguished by original ecology and handicrafts. Whether it's the handicrafts on the second and third floors or the sorbets sold on the first floor, many styles are crafted by the shop owner himself, bit by bit.
In the shop, there are soft music, some guests whispering and discussing in a low voice, and the boss explaining the goods freely. Leng Yiyao's eyes flashed on a slip of crystal ball, and finally landed on a fan on a shelf.
Tuan fans, folding fans, lacquer fans, feather fans, and silk palace fans are so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.
The two little girls standing in front of her stared at the baby on the shelf and couldn't help but shine. But as soon as I lowered my head and saw the price, I couldn't help but take a breath.
"hiss--"
"It's too expensive—"
Although the voices of the two little girls were as low as possible, many people still heard them.
"This is the treasure of our town store, which is specially imported from abroad. If the two of you feel that the price is too high, you may wish to look at other goods. They are all worth collecting." The owner, a middle-aged man in his forties, said There was no arrogance because the two little girls couldn't afford a fan. On the contrary, there was a touch of kindness between talking, which made people couldn't help but take another look.
Leng Yiyao thinks this person is pretty good, not to mention his business acumen, at least he has a good character. He turned his head and looked in his direction for a moment, but his eyes froze suddenly--