Chapter 87: The patron of Baoxianglou

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Chapter 87 The Chief Customer of Baoxianglou
Gu Chunzhu sewed a few stitches, and these crooked stitches made her throw away the stitches.
Some meals are not really for everyone to eat. Gu Chunzhu can only hold the cheeks to watch Luo Xinlan's mother and daughter sew two purses, and provide them with better suggestions.
By the end of the afternoon, Gu Chunzhu embraced Xianglou with ten unique purses.
It was still day, and the streets were quite deserted, and the big brother who sold the sugar gourd was not there yesterday. Gu Chunzhu estimated that what he said yesterday was also true. There are not many hawthorns on the hawthorn tree.
"Cough... sell purse slightly." Gu Chunzhu lowered his tone, shouting the loudness of the big brother who sold the sugar gourd yesterday in memory.
The windows along Baoxianglou did not open, nor did the girl's window open yesterday.
"Do you sell purses, chic purses?" Gu Chunzhu shouted again. She had nowhere to put her purses on her hands.
Just when she hesitated whether to go back to the village for lunch for a while and then come back.
"Person selling purses, you stop." The main entrance of Baoxianglou opened, and a girl wearing a gauze dress came out and looked at Xu Shi wearing a jacket, otherwise it would not be frozen to death this day.
This girl looks better than the girl yesterday. Her dark hair is set in a beautiful flying fairy bun, and her head is swayed with silver steps.
Flying eyebrows into temples, nose uplifted, blusher smeared on the mouth, a pair of Qiushui cut pupils is Gu Panshenghui.
She walked in towards herself, and Gu Chunzhu felt very eyewashed.
Reborn in this backcountry, except for the two children who grew up in their own homes, the other villagers were all tanned with wheat-colored skin and their clothes were gray.
"Is the cuckoo's purse yesterday bought from you?" The girl approached and looked at the purse hung on Gu Chunzhu's hand.
"Cuckoo? Is it the girl in this window?" Gu Chunzhu pointed to one of the windows and relished: "The girl also took a basket and went fishing."
"Well, that's the lazy man." The beautiful girl's long eyebrows were raised in front of her, and her red lips were combined. "I bought a unique purse yesterday. It seems that I bought it from you."
Gu Chunzhu raised his arms hard, and asked the girl to pick less easily.
The girl picked a goldfish from Gu Chunzhu's purse pile. The gorgeous color combination was better than the flower yesterday, and the fish tail was pinched out with harder material.
"Actually, you are all good, or this one is my favorite." The girl was still angry with her book. Gu Chunzhu guessed that her manners would be the top card in Baoxianglou.
"girl……"
"Don't call me girl, call me Xixiang, Xiaoxi's creek."
Gu Chunzhu didn't find it strange. This ancient kiln was more complicated than the modern clubhouse. She didn't look down on anyone, so she shouted: "Xiaoxi is nice, I call you Xiaoxi."
Liu Xiniang's eyes brightened, her lips bent, and she almost fascinated Gu Chunzhu.
"This goldfish purse is good-looking and interesting. My goods here are unique. If I make one, I won't make the second one. If someone learns it in a few days, it might be there." Gu Chunzhu is sincere. Said, and took out a purse of a butterfly on her hand and showed her.
Liu Xi Niang looked at her gently nodded, she also pinched the butterfly purse handle.
She gave Gu Chunzhu a suggestion: "You carry your purse in your hand, why can't you hang it like a candied gourd, and it's not so tired anyway."
"Xiaoxi, what you said makes sense, thank you for mentioning it." Gu Chunzhu's eyes lit up, and he decided to let Su Wangqin make one for himself when he returned from the county.
"Well, I like the purses you see here, so buy them all." Liu Xiniang took the purses from Gu Chunzhu's hands one by one without even asking the price.
Gu Chunzhu's thoughts turned, is it because she gave her a "Xiaoxi" so that she would give her the support.
She can't be too cheap, just say: "Then I will give you a cheap..."
"No, my money is easy to earn, it is rare to meet something I like. Cuckoo gives you how much I can't be less than her. Fortunately, I am the head card of Xiangxiang Lou." Liu Xi Niang raised her eyebrows proudly, her entire face was more Ambilight, beautiful.
"The flower purse was given to the cuckoo girl two silver coins, saying it was the only one!"
"You don't need to find it." Liu Xiniang tossed a three-two-fold silver coin and Liu Xiniang held a bunch of purses. "Then I am not allowed to do it here."
Gu Chunzhu squeezed the ingot of silver and breathed a bit.
The Liuxi Nianglian stepped away and turned away, and mentioned Gu Chunzhu: "I was going to sing in the restaurant today and got up so early. If you still come back to this point on weekdays, I'm afraid I won't be able to sell anything."
"I know, Xiaoxi. I will come back every three days in the future. If you have anything you like, you can ask me to buy it." Gu Chunzhu rarely met a bold patron, and said affectionately.
"Well." Liu Xiniang went back to Baoxianglou.
Gu Chunzhu with three-two-fold silver, in her eyes this is a fortune, so he went back to Xiaohetou Village first.
The lock beside the door was still hanging, Gu Chunzhu opened the lock and entered the house, and An An yelled "Niang" just like a little red butterfly.
"Little greedy cat, Niang didn't bring delicious food today. Wait a moment to go to Chrysanthemum to get eggs and sell some dishes." Gu Chunzhu hugged An'an and had smelled the brown rice fragrance from the stove.
Xiaocheng came out of the main kitchen and saw Gu Chunzhu, Nene said: "There is less cooking."
Looking up at the sky, it was almost past noon. Gu Chunzhu entered the stove and steamed the two brown sugar buns left over from last night in the pot. The steam of half of the rice almost scalded her hands.
She squeezed her ears and asked, "Did Qiu Shi come here today?"
"It's trouble, my sister and I didn't take care of her. She couldn't lock her. She kicked the door twice and left." Xiao Cheng simply retelled the matter and raised Qiu's little brow.
"Mother, she smells worse than you did yesterday, giggling..." An An joke playing Gu Chunzhu also buried her head on her shoulder.
"You skinny girl." Gu Chunzhu patted An An's little buttocks gently, then took her to the Chrysanthemum Mother, and paid for the eggs. The Chrysanthemum Mother helped to collect a basket of eggs.
Gu Chunzhu shook the eggs, and removed a few stale ones, and accepted them.
There is also bean sprouts sold in the Chrysanthemum Mother, Gu Chunzhu spent a penny to buy a large number of bean sprouts, because Chrysanthemum Madam because the eggs she collected made people fish in troubled waters, I was embarrassed to grab a small handful of beans for An An to eat.