Looking at the girl's slender waist, her pretty, snow-white face, and her well-tailored clothes, Liu was filled with jealousy.
That outfit would look amazing on me too.
She asked the young man next to her, "What is the price of the clothes you female workers are wearing?"
Young man: "Just like before, there are senior and junior designers who make them. One ounce and nine mace, and there are other prices. You can go to the front to choose after the show ends."
A clear and ethereal voice suddenly sang: "The brocade zither has fifty strings for no reason..."
Uncle Fu nudged Chen Xian: "Brother, I never imagined that this poem could be set to music so beautifully."
The music was also quite good, melodious, and blended very well with the poetry.
There was also a woman on the high platform dressed in red, holding a sword in her hand. Suddenly, she pulled on her collar, and instantly, her white clothes turned red.
This drew gasps of surprise from many people.
"That's interesting."
Chen Xian nodded.
The woman was seriously practicing sword moves.
Some knowledgeable men who frequently traveled for business suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Good heavens, this guy must have real skills!"
The woman moved nimbly on the platform, her body as light as a small boat, spinning back and forth. Her right hand gripped and held tightly to the bamboo on the platform, spinning round and round like a top.
It soon rose to its highest point.
Her tall ponytail swayed in the wind.
This drew gasps from the crowd. Those who initially had a bad impression of the women, thinking they were just seductive vixens, were now filled with admiration.
"It turns out that it's not just about good looks; people really put in a lot of hard work to achieve such excellent skills."
Chen Xian clapped his hands, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Impressive! Is that how bamboo is used?"
interesting.
But then Uncle Fu saw the gleaming sword light and said in surprise, "A sharpened sword, isn't it just for show? This girl is really skilled and daring, she's got some talent."
Generally speaking, in formal performances, those who use sharp weapons are experts; if they are not careful, their fancy moves can easily lead to injury.
As the music gradually reached its climax.
Zhu Zhaodi jumped down with remarkable grace.
bite!
She flicked her sword, and then, with focused eyes, she thrust her sword into the bamboo.
Crackling sound.
An inch-long sword tip was exposed.
An eerie silence fell as I stared blankly at the scene.
Then the girl forcefully pulled out the sword, casually stuck it into the platform, and clasped her hands together.
Thank you all for coming.
Chen Xian's face stiffened. "Awesome."
The men below immediately lost all interest in taking advantage of the end of their flirting.
"Wow, that's amazing! Really?"
Liu chuckled dryly, "What an amazing girl."
Old Zhang silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said calmly, "It's nothing."
Then they started shouting loudly from the platform: "Affordable clothing store, new products are now available!"
Then he took out a small notebook and said in a deep voice: "First up is the women's clothing brand, Penglai, made by several of our store's director-level designers."
The price is nine taels and nine mace.
Then Niu Aihua came out. She was dressed in a white outfit with blue ribbons as accents.
They moved back and forth on the stage.
Then, Old Zhang continued reciting in order: "Scholarly Guest, Silk Road, Moon Palace Melody..."
Uncle Fu patted his chest and said in surprise, "Brother, more than nine taels? That's too exaggerated!"
But Chen Xian, who had been standing next to her, had long since disappeared.
The men below the platform also started shouting, "My goodness, are you treating us like fools? The Song family's shop only costs three or four taels of silver."
"Want another song and dance performance? Otherwise, staying here is just a waste of time."
Many people have already started to stand up and walk.
"Wait, I..." Old Zhang looked somewhat embarrassed.
Old Zhang was very conflicted, so he simply threw the note on the ground:
"Forget it, consider today as me doing something against my principles. I already told Manager Fu that nine taels of silver is no good, really no good. It's too much, no one will buy it."
He insisted on telling me that these women's ready-to-wear clothes were made with great care, and that the old tailors in those shops, if you ask around, were the old tailors who originally lived at the end of the fifth alley north of Shule Road.
Other old tailors from other neighborhoods have also signed contracts with the shop.
It consumed countless hours of their energy.
Only now have nine women's ready-to-wear garments been made...
Why."
Liu Rengui, enjoying the spectacle, since he had no intention of buying anyway, whispered, "He has a good relationship with that shop, right? Those of you who want to buy, go and ask if they can get a discount."
Upon hearing this, some men joked, "Five taels might be worth considering, but nine taels and nine mace? Who the hell would buy that for their wife? They'd be damn generous."
I just can't bear to part with it.
Aha.
A burst of teasing laughter erupted around them.
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