In the end, Jiang Yuzhu gave up struggling and chose the black dog head mask.
Almost in an instant, not sure if it was a psychological effect, the men around him immediately took a step back.
Xie Zhao put on the yellow dog-head mask and asked with a smile, "Why did Madam choose the black dog-head?"
In his opinion, the yellow native dog looks cuter.
Jiang Yuzhu reluctantly pulled the corners of her lips together and said weakly, "Master, is it still necessary to decide the winner when it's already so ugly?"
The black dog head was chosen because black is versatile and matches her lavender skirt perfectly.
Jiang Yuzhu concealed the real reason and blurted out the polite words: "That's because I want the master to look better."
Xie Zhao said nothing, but felt relieved.
As the parade of the Goddess of Flowers approached, more and more people gathered on both sides.
Jiang Yuzhu was surrounded by young girls who came to pray for blessings. They all looked excited and chattered together, but their eyes were fixed on the direction of the street intersection.
A flash of light flashed across the dim sky, and flocks of pigeons took off together.
At the end of the road, the lights were gradually lit up, two girls were scattering flower petals in front, and the float seemed to fall from the sky.
"The Hundred Flowers Lady is here!"
Wherever the carriage went, it spread the refreshing fragrance of flowers as it moved slowly forward.
In the middle of the float sat a young girl, her skirt decorated with colorful flowers. She had a calm expression, with a hint of arrogance between her eyebrows.
"She is Lin Moyue, she is indeed beautiful."
The relationship between the Jiang family and the Lin family is not good. Although they live in the capital, Jiang Yuzhu and the Lin family girl rarely meet each other and they have different circles.
Jiang Yuzhu just made a casual compliment but didn't take it to heart.
To her, beauty, regardless of gender, is like a piece of porcelain, to be appreciated.
Xie Zhao sensed an unknown meaning. His jawline tightened, and after a while, he curled his lips, his eyes dark and obscure: "Madam, Miss Lin is not even one ten-thousandth of you."
Xie Zhao was nervous. Did he say anything wrong?
He has never been interested in women. Even though Xie Zhao is good at calculating, he doesn't know how to get along with women.
He didn't want Jiang Yuzhu to see through him, so he didn't show his caution.
Jiang Yuzhu had heard this kind of polite talk many times, so she replied naturally, "I don't deserve such praise from you, Master."
Xie Zhao looked up at her, his eyes shining: "Madam, my husband's words come from the heart."
Jiang Yuzhu glanced at Xie Zhao with a hint of surprise, thinking to herself, of course you have to be sincere when you praise someone, otherwise it would be in vain.
"Then tell me what's good about me?"
Jiang Yuzhu posed a difficult problem to Xie Zhao.
What's good about it? Xie Zhao lowered his eyes, his mind full of the scene where she just threw herself into his arms.
Her figure was curvy and very soft, which made him feel hot and uncomfortable. She was also devoted to her family and her subordinates...
In short, Jiang Yuzhu has a clear distinction between love and hate, and is good in every way.
After years of studying, Xie Zhao found that he was unable to express himself in words and was at a loss for words.
Jiang Yuzhu smiled brightly and said, "Since the master can't answer, how about punishing you to buy snacks?"
During the Hundred Flowers Festival, Jiang Yuzhu set her sights on time-honored brands from all over the country.
There was a fragrance in the air, and Jiang Yuzhu felt even hungrier after taking a breath.
Xie Zhao looked embarrassed, worried that the snacks were not clean enough, but he didn't want to spoil the fun.
Jiang Yuzhu's eyes paused at Xie Zhao's face, and she suddenly said, "Master, you don't have any money, do you?"
This request seems a bit unreasonable.
All of Xie Zhao's property was in the hands of Jiang Yuzhu, and his salary was left to Manager Xie to cover household expenses. He either lived and ate at home or in the government office, and was completely penniless.
Xie Zhao shook the purse in his hand and said embarrassedly: "My husband took Liang An's purse in advance, but Liang An's purse was full of sachets."
He has no money, but the servant does.
As a result, Liang An was so focused on finding his sweetheart that he had less than ten copper coins in his full purse.
Jiang Yuzhu hesitated and said, "How about not using it as a jade pendant?"
She wanted to eat seven-star fish balls, but a serving cost eight copper coins. After eating the fish balls, her wallet was empty and she couldn't afford to buy anything else.
Jiang Yuzhu's jewelry is all specially made. The money she spent on hiring the craftsman has long exceeded the jewelry itself. The only thing she can pawn is the jade pendant.
She bought the jade pendant in a shop and liked it very much.
At this moment, the flow of people surged and the crowd quickly moved to one side.
Seeing Jiang Yuzhu was pushed and unsteady, Xie Zhao quickly took her into his arms and protected her. He looked at the crowd gathered in front of him and said, "You earn money from performing for your husband, so you can buy enough for your wife!"
Jiang Yuzhu was startled. This idea was quite novel. After all, she wouldn't be exposed while wearing a mask. "Master, what should we sell?"
The cost is very low, just selling your labor.
There is no piano to play, so I can only sing little songs. I don’t have the conditions to perform monkey shows and cockfights, otherwise my chest will be broken by a stone.
"That man crushed a huge rock with his chest, and many people gave him copper coins!"
Jiang Yuzhu stared at the big copper basin, she never thought that someone as rich as her would one day covet copper coins.
Xie Zhao shook his head, a look of determination on his lips: "Madam, please wait a moment. I will be back soon."
It was easy for Xie Zhao to make money, but he would feel satisfied if he used the money he earned to buy things for Jiang Yuzhu.
A moment later, Xie Zhao came back with something.
"Master, why did you bring a bathtub? Are you going to perform a bathing show in the street to sell your sex life?"
Jiang Yuzhu rubbed her eyebrows. If it was embarrassing, she would just leave first and said that she didn't know Xie Zhao.
Xie Zhao patiently explained, "The wooden basin couldn't hold so many copper coins, so the innkeeper and I borrowed a bathtub, promising to exchange them for silver at the inn once we earned some."
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