Chapter 391

Beitanghao frowned slightly. He didn't know what they were up to.

"If you go back to the prince, it's the princess's wife who invites the side concubine to go and choose new clothes."

There were people coming and going in the street. Two people sat in the carriage and looked at the traffic under them, but they didn't think so.

He blankly fanned the wind with his handkerchief and said coldly, "it's just to call the tailor to the palace. What's the interest of going to Baba di?"

"Sister, that's not true." Qin Yuran smiles. "It's just a measurement to call the tailor to the palace. But we can go to the shop and choose carefully. We can also see the chariots and horses outside.

Isn't it more enjoyable than staying in the palace? "

Even so, Wang Fuchun's deep eyes were frozen with deep loss, and her brow was tight. She said coldly, "it turns out that the princess likes to go out, but she hasn't noticed it before."

The carriage stops immediately. Qin Yuran jumps out of the carriage first. She reaches out to help, but she jumps off with her skirt.

A look up, "Yunchang cloth shop!" Four gilded characters appeared in front of me, still silent, and entered first.

"I've seen the princess, I've seen the side princess! The tailor is waiting. Please come in! "

Although he complained on the road, we could see the colorful cloth and ready-made clothes inside, as well as the colorful cloth. Wang Fuchun forgot the previous unhappiness.

Reach out and caress it all the time.

Qin Yuran was also commenting. There were other ladies in the cloth shop. They looked at them in surprise and whispered, "I've heard that the Royal Palace and the princess and the side concubine are at odds all the time. It's really strange that they have the same sister today!"

"That's not true. Look at that look. The intimacy doesn't seem to be a pretence."

Qin Yuran slightly side head, smell what she said, lips slightly raised, smile gradually filled the whole face.

Wang Fuchun suddenly did not realize, "this, this all give me to wrap up!" He chooses several kinds in succession. Just as he is ready to let Qin Lanxiu pay for the silver, Qin Yuran presses down.

Clinging to her hand, she sat down in front of the sandalwood table beside her. She said with a smile, "it's hard for my sister to appreciate going out with her sister. These cloth should be sent to you by your sister!"

In a daze, Wang Fuchun opened his eyes and looked confused, "it's really the sun coming out from the West!"

Qin Yuran smiles at her lips. "My sister loves to talk and laugh. We love each other. What's the cloth? As long as my sister likes it, it's all right."

All of a sudden, he lowered his voice and approached him. He said softly, "it's all the king's ideas."

Eyes out of a bit of ecstasy, forced patience, voice is still with shaking, "really?"

"Of course Qin Yuran's eyes were clear. "The Lord told us to treat the side princess well. After all, after all, the side princess forgot to eat and sleep after all, and looked at the little princess all the time, which really moved the prince.

So. There is a place for you in your heart

Deliberately tight frown, the head deeply sighed, "the preference for the younger sister, let the elder sister envy it!" She was so happy in her heart that she did not care about other things. She immediately let people carry the cloth to the car.

The ready-made clothes had complicated patterns. She even chose one for Qin Yuran. She was very honored and immediately put them on.

They put on a new suit and walked on the street, hand in hand.

When she came to a downstairs, she stroked her stomach. Qin Yuran said with a smile, "I heard that we refused to cook in it. Otherwise, we would not go back today and have dinner here. What does my sister think?"

"Good!" The restaurant is located in this bustling market, looking for a window seat, first drinking tea, watching the flow of people below.

The golden sunshine sprinkled on the people's bodies, which made people feel happy. Wang Fuchun held his chin and imagined how happy he should be when he went back. He did not know why he was so excited.

Qin Yuran went upstairs. "I just went to the kitchen to have a look. I found that the cooks there were very professional, and even the senior brother of chef Fang. They learned different cuisines, and they also changed your taste!"

Wang Fuchun was raised by the chef with a sharp mouth. When he got to the table, he was elegant and tasteful. He frowned, "how can it be bitter?"

Qin Yuran smiles. "It's called jadeite box. It's steamed with balsam pear and meat until it's cooked. The meat has a bitter taste."

"Pa!" A, immediately put down the chopsticks, eyes straight out of fire, angry, "will your shopkeeper's search!"

One side of the bartender scared in the heart of a cluttering, busy nodding, flying also like the basement.

Qin Yuran hastily persuades, "if your sister doesn't like it, you don't want to eat it. Let them carry it down. Why be angry? I'm so angry

"You don't care!" Wang Fuchun is full of grievances. Her previous life has made her miserable. It's hard for her to go out for such a bitter dish. Is it because she is not miserable enough before? Do you want to make fun of her?

"It's all my fault. Listening to the name of jadeite box, it's poetic. I thought it was a special dish. But it was made by bitter gourd. Don't be angry, sister."Qin Yuran tries to persuade her, but she still can't suppress Wang Fuchun's anger.

When the shopkeeper came, she pointed to the dish angrily, "who asked you to write the bitter gourd as jadeite? Where did you have the appearance of half jadeite, which was bitter and astringent and difficult to import? You deliberately deceived. Who is the owner?"

In the past five years, the shopkeeper has never made such a disturbance.

Seeing them wearing extraordinary clothes, they repeatedly arched their hands, "two ladies, please calm down. The color of bitter gourd is green and lovely, and now it is made into a box to hold minced meat and steam it in a cage.

The name naturally takes its form. It's too real and loses its beauty. It's unpleasant! We'll take it down at once, ma'am. Please don't be angry! "

"Yes, sister, the shopkeeper has been quite sincere. Although it makes people feel uncomfortable when they say that it is bitter, can't they bear it?"

The anger in her heart had been extinguished, but Qin Yuran immediately provoked what she said. She clapped heavily. Tears flashed in her eyes, and she said in a voice of hatred: "I understand that you are deliberately laughing at me!"

As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw several young masters not far away. Then he raised his voice and called out, "there are dead mice in the dish. Please come and have a look!"

As soon as the voice came out, someone suddenly put down the chopsticks, and even some people vomited.

The shopkeeper was in a hurry. He went up and begged with a bitter face and said, "madam, please don't be angry. You can't say anything casually. We are a hundred year old shop. We spread it out and smash the brand. How many people have to drink from the north and the South!"

Seeing that he was anxious, Wang Fuchun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "in this way, all the dishes in your shop will be served, and you have to treat them!"

"Good!" The shopkeeper's continuous appeasement.