Chapter 19 Golden Silk
Mrs. Li carefully held the clothes in her hands. Even in the small room where the sunlight was not strong, the clothes still sparkled and the dark light flowed.
This is a men's cross-collared shirt with delicate light gold cloud patterns embroidered on the lapels and cuffs. Although the style is simple, it has a subtle brilliance and makes the whole room look extremely simple.
It's no wonder that Mrs. Li regards it as a family heirloom. Even in the entire county, there is no better fabric than this.
After examining the dress for a long while, Mrs. Li finally sighed, "The day I saw it, I made up my mind to buy it. Don't worry, I've been selling cloth for most of my life, and I've never seen cloth with such a lustre. The Weaver Girl in the sky weaves a rosy glow that's no better than this."
Mrs. Li couldn't figure out how such cloth was woven, so she thought it was not from this world, but Hu Xin'er happened to recognize this kind of cloth.
It was because I saw the clue at a glance that I couldn't recover for a long time.
She minored in fashion design in college and painstakingly researched ancient fabrics. This dress's fabric contains "flowing gold threads," made from eight unique metallic threads, each as thin as a human hair. This doesn't make the fabric stiff, but rather reflects different radiances with movement and light, like flowing gold.
Due to the low productivity in ancient times, each metal used to make silk thread was very expensive, and the total price was astronomical.
The production process is extremely complicated and has long been lost in modern times. Hu Xiner remembers that this silk thread was specially supplied to the royal family.
Even ordinary princes and nobles were not qualified to obtain it.
Therefore, it is very likely that Mu Qing was a member of the royal family before he lost his memory, and his identity was extremely noble!
But why would a royal noble pretend to be a tramp in a small mountain village? And after losing his memory, he instinctively resisted showing up in public?
Could it be...Hu Xiner's thoughts began to wander.
Could it be that Mu Qing was originally a favored prince, and in order to avoid being hunted by his enemies, he accidentally got separated from his guards, got injured and jumped off a cliff... Oh no, jumping off a cliff can really kill people.
He was injured and fell into the water and lost his memory, but was rescued by a village girl. Since then, he has fallen deeply in love with the village girl. The little village girl has since become successful, dealing with various princes and nobles, and was caught up in various fights in the house and palace?
The infatuated male supporting role, the scheming third male, three husbands and four maids...all kinds of handsome men are available to you!
Thinking of this, Hu Xiner's heart began to howl like a groundhog. She couldn't wait to get involved in this bloody love triangle!
No, that's too unreserved. It should be said that she is ready to become a Mary Sue!
Seeing Hu Xiner frowning and being shy, Mrs. Li was shocked: Oh no, is this girl stupid?
She quickly called out, "Xin'er, Xin'er!"
Hu Xin'er finally woke up from her daydream and said excitedly, "Sister Li, I bought this dress!"
Mrs. Li showed a look of reluctance. Logically, the dress had not found a buyer yet, and Mu Qing was selling it secretly, so it was normal for Hu Xiner to buy it back.
But she is a cloth lover, and she still can’t get enough of the good material even after getting it in her hands!
Hu Xiner asked, "But what about the money?"
Sister Li said in embarrassment, "I won't hide it from you. I bought this dress from Mu Qing for half a tael of silver. I paid such a high price because I really like this fabric."
Just based on this flowing gold thread, it was priceless in the world at that time. Buying it for half an ounce of silver was a great bargain for Mrs. Li. If it were Hu Xin'er, she wouldn't want to sell it either.
But Mrs. Li said that she offered a high price and wanted to trick Hu Xin'er into raising the price, but that was impossible.
Hu Xin'er said, "Sister Li, after my husband lost his memory, he mistakenly gave you the heirloom. To be honest, I bought this dress just to prevent the ancestral treasure from being lost."
In this era, filial piety is the most important virtue. Hu Xiner's implication is that if others knew that Mrs. Li did not allow Hu Xiner to redeem Mu Qing's heirloom, it would be forcing him to be unfilial to his ancestors.
Mrs. Li's expression changed.
Hu Xin'er said softly, "Sister-in-law, you are the most filial person in the village. You will definitely understand us. I won't let you suffer any loss. I will buy it back for an extra two hundred coins. Just consider it as your hard work fee. Is that okay?"
Mrs. Li said, "I will definitely keep this dress well and take good care of it. You two young people don't know how to take care of fabrics as well as I do."
Hu Xiner laughed: "Sister-in-law, this is just a rant. How can you respect someone else's heirloom?"
Mrs. Li snorted, "That advertisement..."
Hu Xin'er made a painful expression and said, "I'll advertise for you for free."
Mrs. Li's eyes lit up: "Is it a sure win?"
Hu Xin'er smiled again: "No business is guaranteed to make a profit, but as long as sister-in-law can control the quality of the cloth, I guarantee that you will only make a profit!"
She didn't say anything final, which made Mrs. Li feel relieved. She then warmly put away Hu Xiner's clothes and sent her out.
Mrs. Li wanted to ask some more questions about advertising, but Hu Xiner said that she had to go back to make a detailed plan and then discuss it with her.
In fact, Hu Xiner thought that Mu Qing was very likely a royal aristocrat. As long as he could get hold of the golden thigh, he would be able to reach the pinnacle of life. How could he remain calm?
I immediately bought some delicious food, but I couldn't find Mu Qing anywhere.
Li Sangui, who was selling meat, said, "What's going on? Are you having a fight? He was just looking for you all over the street. He must have gone home now!"
When Hu Xiner returned home, she saw Mu Qing as expected. He was sitting in the main room drinking tea.
In the past, when Hu Xiner came home, he would greet her warmly, or they would walk home hand in hand, chatting and laughing.
Hu Xin'er now understood why he couldn't show up in public, so she naturally didn't blame him for his coldness. Smiling, she placed the food on the table and asked, "I heard you went out to look for me?"
Mu Qing snorted coldly: "No, I don't care where you go."
It seems he's still a tsundere. Hu Xin'er pulled up his sleeve and shook it: "Okay, I know I was wrong. I was too eager to make money and didn't discuss it with you."
Mu Qing remained indifferent: "How could you be wrong?"
"How could that be? You are not my subordinate, you are my..."
Mu Qing looked over when he heard this, with hidden anticipation.
Hu Xiner patted her hot face. The three husbands and four maids were just talk. When she really stood in front of the handsome man, she couldn't say a word!
She quickly changed the subject: "Why don't you like to show up in public? Is there something you can't tell me?"
Mu Qing asked in return, "Is it a good thing to be exposed?"
Indeed, people in ancient times were more reserved and introverted. Hu Xiner opened the food and handed it to him. Mu Qing felt her sincerity and his expression improved.
Hu Xin'er asked, "Mu Qing, do you want to find your family? If so, I can help you!"
She wanted to test Mu Qing's identity indirectly, but unexpectedly, Mu Qing's face turned cold and he looked at her sharply.
He suddenly pulled out a dagger and approached: "You are not Hu Xin'er, who are you?"
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