Chapter 193 You dare to talk back after hitting someone?
Jiang Ling spent the afternoon shopping without going anywhere, fully experiencing the joy of an ancient girl's shopping spree.
Indeed, for girls, the most effective way to relieve stress has remained the same throughout history.
Actually, this stress-relief method also works for men.
Our first stop was Yunjinfang, a famous shopping mall in Beijing.
Upon entering, Jiang Ling was dazzled by the dazzling array of silks and brocades.
Unlike modern fabrics that pursue solid colors and minimalist styles, the silk satin and brocade here are embroidered with intricate and exquisite patterns, shimmering with color.
Cheng Jiaojiao was clearly a regular here. She picked up a piece of soft, dark blue silk brocade with subtle gold patterns, and enthusiastically held it up against Jiang Ling's body:
"Sister Jiang, this color suits you perfectly! It would look amazing in a ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress)!"
He then pointed to a piece of brocade.
"This one is also beautiful, dignified yet elegant, perfect for formal occasions."
The shopkeeper, beaming with smiles, became even more attentive upon seeing that the guests were distinguished guests brought by Miss Cheng. He personally took out and displayed each of the shop's prized possessions, talking incessantly:
"Miss has a good eye! Look at this Suzhou embroidery, it's Master Wu's own work. He can split a single silk thread into eight strands. Look closely at these magnolia petals, even the patterns on them are clear and lifelike!"
In just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Cheng Jiaojiao had already picked out more than a dozen outfits for her.
Although Jiang Ling thought the fabrics were beautiful, they were too flashy and didn't suit her style. She wanted to decline, but Cheng Jiaojiao had already made the decision and bought them all.
"Sister Jiang usually wears clothes that are too plain, which makes her look pale and lifeless. It's time to change her style!"
Cheng Jiaojiao took her arm, her tone leaving no room for refusal.
Jiang Ling was speechless.
After leaving Yunjinfang, the two went into a jewelry shop.
The shop sells all kinds of hairpins, hair ornaments, hair sticks, hair ornaments, and pearl flowers. The materials used are gold or silver, jade or emerald, and they are adorned with pearls, coral, and tourmaline. The workmanship is exquisite and the design is unique.
Cheng Jiaojiao picked up a silver hairpin; the head of the hairpin was a small plum blossom, and the petals were inlaid with gemstones.
"Sister Jiang, look at this! A plum blossom hairpin, it goes perfectly with your newly bought turquoise ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), it's understated yet beautiful."
Cheng Jiaojiao was clearly a regular here. She picked up a gold and kingfisher feather butterfly hairpin and tried it on Jiang Ling's hair. The butterfly's wings were thin and delicate, trembling slightly with each step, making it look lifelike.
"This one is even better! It makes Sister Jiang look even more elegant and refined!"
Jiang Ling looked at her completely different reflection in the bronze mirror and felt a sense of novelty.
Cheng Jiaojiao didn't stop, and picked up another jade pendant. The pendant was a small piece of warm jade, carved into the shape of a rabbit.
"This is so cute, I'll take this one too!"
She picked out several in quick succession, as if they were free, and then had the shop assistant wrap them into a brocade pouch embroidered with osmanthus flowers.
"You can put some calming spices in this pouch and place it by your bedside so you can sleep soundly all night."
The girl was having a great time shopping, and time flew by.
Cheng Fang, Xiao Ran, and Xiao Yi, who were left outside, seemed a little bored.
Xiao Ran noticed a uniquely decorated bookstore next to the jewelry store. After greeting Cheng Fang, she went inside.
Upon entering the store, one is greeted by a vast space filled with all sorts of books.
This bookstore is very large, with two floors.
The air was filled with the smell of books and ink.
"Young master, you may choose whatever you wish to do."
The clerk at the counter glanced up at him, and seeing that although his clothes were not ostentatious, his demeanor was composed and unlike that of an ordinary person, he said something indifferently, and then lowered his head to go about his business.
After thinking about it last night, Xiaoran finally realized that she was still too insignificant and could do nothing.
Once outside Jishui Village, no one knew who he was, and no one treated him with courtesy.
If you want to become strong and protect those you want to protect, the only way is to study hard, acquire knowledge, and even achieve fame and success.
Before coming to the capital, Sister Jiang gave them pocket money, saying that they could buy whatever they liked in the capital.
His mother also gave him some money, which he had been saving but didn't know what to buy. Now he knows what to buy.
Xiao Yi waited listlessly in the carriage, wanting to chat with Brother Cheng, but seeing that he looked unhappy, she didn't dare to speak.
He saw that Xiao Ran had gone into the shop next door and hadn't come out for a while. Curious, he jumped off the carriage and headed towards the shop.
He was illiterate, couldn't read the signs, and didn't know what was being sold inside.
He held the sugar figurine he had just bought in his hand, eating it as he walked inside.
The doorman was nowhere to be seen.
Xiao Yi, imitating the adults, politely called out, "Shopkeeper?"
It turned out that the shop assistant was picking something up from under the counter. Without even looking up, he said, "Look around by yourself!"
After hearing this, Xiao Yi went inside.
This shop is huge!
He stared wide-eyed, looking around curiously. He scanned the area but couldn't find Xiao Ran.
He wanted to speak, but everyone around him was quietly watching something, and the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. It felt like something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't shout.
He wasn't in a hurry, and just kept eating while looking for Brother Xiaoran.
He looked around the first floor but couldn't find it, so he was about to go up to the second floor to look for it.
Just as they turned around, a figure rushed towards them from the stairwell, and the two of them bumped into each other unexpectedly!
"Ouch!" A richly dressed boy of about twelve or thirteen years old was bumped into and stumbled. Although he didn't fall, the book in his hand fell to the ground.
Xiao Yi was small and had an unstable center of gravity, so he was knocked flat on his back and fell to the ground.
The boy in fancy clothes steadied himself, his eyebrows raised, and pointed at Xiao Yi angrily, saying, "Where did this wild brat come from! Don't you have eyes?"
Xiao Yi was also startled, her bottom stinging from the fall. Seeing the other person's aggressive demeanor, she felt both scared and anxious, and instinctively retorted:
"I...I didn't mean to! You just suddenly ran out like that!"
Although he wasn't looking where he was going, he was walking very slowly, so it was impossible for him to bump into anyone.
"You hit someone and still dare to talk back?"
Just as the boy was about to retort, he suddenly felt something sticky on his chin. He reached down and touched it, only to find his hand covered in syrup!
There were still a few broken pieces of sugar figurines stuck to the collar of his clothes.
He immediately became even angrier.
"Ugh! Who the hell told you to bring food into the bookstore! Do you know how much this outfit of mine is worth? I couldn't pay for it even if I sold you! It's filthy! Disgusting!"
He disgustedly rubbed the sugar stains off his chin and collar.
The servants following behind him immediately turned fierce and surrounded him, hurriedly helping their young master straighten his clothes while glaring angrily at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi stood up, looked at the sugar figurine in his hand, and sure enough, it was already broken into pieces, with only a wooden stick still in his hand.
He felt both heartbroken and aggrieved.
The boy in fancy clothes' outburst immediately drew the attention of all the surrounding guests.
The shop assistants and manager were finally alerted and rushed over.
"What happened? What's going on?"
A man in his thirties, who appeared to be the shopkeeper, stepped forward.
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