Meng Xiaoxiao nodded quickly, pointed at the dragon robe in front of her, and said to Zhang Yuan.
"Yes, yes, yes. I want to buy something. Boss, are you selling this dragon robe?"
As a Hanfu collector, no matter how much this dragon robe costs, she must buy it!
At worst, I can ask my dad for help and get some money.
Zhang Yuan didn't expect that as soon as he hung up Qin Shihuang's dragon robe, people who knew how to appreciate it would come.
Although he is not in the Hanfu circle, he still has a good impression of people who truly like the Chinese style.
The beauty in front of me was wearing an exquisitely crafted Tang suit, and her hair was tied up in a Tang Dynasty bun.
He seems to be someone who truly likes Chinese culture.
Zhang Yuan became less wary of the beauty in front of him.
He stared at Meng Xiaoxiao with a friendly look, and his tone softened a lot: "Not for sale."
That's it. Don't show any mercy and reject directly.
Meng Xiaoxiao didn't give up, she really liked this dragon robe.
She has been in the circle for so long, and no matter how powerful the master is, no one has ever made such a handsome dragon robe.
She simply loved this dragon robe deeply.
Meng Xiaoxiao puffed out her proud chest and bid in a firm tone.
"Little brother! I'll give you 2 million, can you sell it to me?"
Zhang Yuan: ???
Oh shit!
2 million!
He is just an ordinary poor second-generation kid from an ordinary family.
I've never seen so much money before.
My legs went weak and I almost agreed.
But when I thought of the ancestor's expression, which was awe-inspiring without even being angry, my mind suddenly woke up and I became clear-headed.
A more determined answer: "Not for sale!"
There is nothing in Meng Xiaoxiao's life that money cannot buy. If there is, it must be because the money was not spent enough.
She looked at the dragon robe obsessively, gritted her teeth and continued to bid: "Boss! You are my boss! I offer 10 million, please sell it to me!"
Zhang Yuan: ....
Dry!
I really can't stand it anymore.
Why is this beauty's attack so fierce?
10 million!
With this 10 million, he can really live the rest of his life in a miserable way.
What system?
What other world!?
Goodbye!
But Zhang Yuan felt that he was a person with a bottom line. Although it was not much, fortunately he still had some.
This dragon robe was left in the store for fishing, but it was sold just like that. Before the fish was caught, the dragon robe was gone.
He completely lost his original intention.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yuan tried hard to force out the words of refusal from his chest: "No! Sell it!"
As soon as he said this, he felt his heart bleeding.
In order to prevent Meng Xiaoxiao from continuing to seduce him, Zhang Yuan frowned and started to drive the guests away.
"That beautiful lady, this is just a small supermarket. I welcome you to buy daily necessities, but it's impossible for you to buy a dragon robe, no matter how much money you pay!"
Meng Xiaoxiao wanted to cry. She had finally come across such a charming robe, but she couldn't get it no matter what.
It was a feeling she had never experienced before.
She looked at Zhang Yuan aggrievedly, then cast her lingering gaze on the dragon robe.
In the end, you can only choose to retreat.
He muttered softly, "Boss, I'm going to buy some more things at your supermarket. Can you let me take a picture with the dragon robe?"
Although she felt that the young man in front of her was quite unkind.
But on second thought, a boss who can casually hang such a high-end and exquisite dragon robe on a hanger probably has no shortage of money.
Feeling lost, she could only choose to take a photo with the dragon robe as a souvenir.
It was just a photo, Zhang Yuan didn't care.
He shrugged. "Whatever you want."
After receiving Zhang Yuan's approval, Meng Xiaoxiao's mood turned from gloomy to cheerful.
A bright smile spread across her face. She looked at Zhang Yuan and thanked him sweetly: "Thank you! Boss! You are such a good person!"
Zhang Yuan: ....
This little girl is quite content.
She really thought he didn't see her aggrieved and blaming expression just now.
Meng Xiaoxiao bought nearly 600 yuan worth of things in Zhang Yuan’s store and successfully got the opportunity to take a photo with the dragon robe.
She looked at the photos on her phone with great joy and waved goodbye to Zhang Yuan.
After seeing Meng Xiaoxiao off, the remaining paper, pens, snacks and vegetables were also delivered to the door.
After packing up his things, Zhang Yuan glanced at the time.
It's already 7:40 in the evening.
Guessing that Qin Shi Huang was coming, Zhang Yuan ordered two takeouts.
Tonight I plan to treat our ancestors to a delicious meal that will be enjoyed by future generations.
Let him feel the refreshing taste of Sichuan cuisine from two thousand years later!
At around 8:20, the puppet at the door sounded the welcome voice on time.
"Ding Dong! Welcome~"
Zhang Yuan put the takeaway boxes away and looked up to see a familiar figure.
He waved his hand at Qin Shi Huang and said, "Old Ancestor, come quickly, come and have dinner."
Although this was his second time in the afterlife, Qin Shihuang still felt that everything around him was so strange and magical.
He scanned the cash register but didn't see the familiar dagger from yesterday.
Qin Shi Huang frowned. How could he hear the thoughts of this later generation person in front of him without the dagger?
His eagle eyes were as sharp as ever as he looked at Zhang Yuan inquiringly: "Hey, Xiao Zhang, where is the dagger that was here yesterday?"
Zhang Yuan looked at the place Qin Shihuang was pointing at in confusion.
What dagger?
His eyes widened as he remembered.
Were our ancestors referring to a fruit knife?
What does it mean?
The ancestor still wants to chop his neck with a knife! ?
No way, no way...
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