"I'll take 18 Liang for the hairpin. I won't sell it for less than a cent! If you're short of silver in your pocket, why don't you open your legs and pick up more guests? "
As soon as the curtain of the inner hall was lifted, a fierce woman rushed out.
She is plump and full of pearls. Every step she takes, the pearls on her head keep shaking, making people dizzy.
She first glared at the shopkeeper Qian fiercely. The shopkeeper Qian was so scared that he quickly bowed his head and didn't dare to fart.
Later, she made a good satire on the plum fairy girl. Not only that, but she also glared at Du Qiaoyun when she saw that Du Qiaoyun was well born.
Du Qiaoyun is staring innocently, can't help but feel angry, but she also knows that she has suffered from the fish pond.
She felt uncomfortable when she was only looked at. The girl Mei Xian was so insulted in public, and her face was naturally not so good.
"How can you do business like that? I don't want this hairpin! "
That plum fairy girl angrily left, that money madam still shakes the fan behind to say sarcastic words.
"How I do business is my business! Anyway, I'm clean with my money. I have a clear conscience!
Unlike some people, what they earn is skin money, and the silver has a coquettish smell on it! "
The boss's wife of the silver house was really ugly. Even Du Qiaoyun felt very harsh when she heard it, and miss Meixian even felt that she wanted to kill her.
Du Qiaoyun follows behind her. Seeing that her eyes are wet, her eyes are full of bitterness. Du Qiaoyun's heart is sour and feels the same.
Once she was the same, just like the mouse in the shade ditch, everyone yelled and beat, and was blinded.
"Miss Mei Xian, please stay!"
"The girl is calling me? What can I do for you, miss
Mei Xian heard someone call her, stopped and turned around, looking at Du Qiaoyun in surprise.
Just in the shop, although she didn't talk to Du Qiaoyun, she also secretly looked at Du Qiaoyun for several times.
Women, especially beautiful women, always have to keep up with each other.
Du Qiaoyun is now 29 years old, which is the best time for women.
No matter the size or appearance, they are all in full bloom, just like the blooming lotus, showing their own style.
The girl younger than her is less charming than her, and the girl older than her is not as beautiful as her.
What's more, she was born with a kind of amorous feelings, charming but not demon, gorgeous but not vulgar.
Such a woman does not say that men can not move their eyes, even women can not help but see more.
"Miss Meixian is polite. My name is Du. I just saw that she wanted to buy a hairpin. It happened that I had a hairpin in my hand, which was the same as the one she liked. Do you want to buy it? I'm willing to sell it at a discount
Du Qiaoyun didn't beat around the Bush, so he took out his hairpin and handed it to Mei Xian.
Mei Xian took the hairpin in surprise and was very moved.
Looking at the dress of the girl, you can see that she is a good family. Moreover, she has just heard how Mrs. Qian insulted her. She must also know that she is a woman of high social status.
But she not only did not look down on her, but also trusted her so much that she directly handed the valuable hairpin to her hand for her inspection.
"Why do you trust me so much? Are you not afraid that I will take your hairpin? "
"I'm sure you won't do that."
Du Qiaoyun read countless people in her previous life, and met many people who were in the dust like her.
Although Mei Xian was frivolous, her eyes were clear, and her heart was not bad.
Mei Xian didn't expect that Du Qiaoyun would say that. After hearing Du Qiaoyun's words, she looked at her for a long time.
Seeing her sincere expression and knowing that what she said was true, two lines of tears could not help flowing down her cheeks.