"Brother Pang has a good taste. I also like this stone blue color the most," Gu Qingtong smiled. He turned to the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, how much cloth do you think it would take to make a robe for my brother's size?"
"Then I'll measure it for you. This satin is expensive, but I dare not ask you to waste money." The shopkeeper said as he went to find a ruler.
Pang Yi frowned and asked Gu Qingtong: "Didn't you say you were going to make clothes for Mr. Chen? Why do you want to measure my body?"
"My cousin is too busy to come with me, isn't he?" Gu Qingtong hurriedly smiled. "I see that you are about the same size as my cousin, just a little bigger, so the clothes you wear should be about the same size. Brother Pang, please be a good person and help me to the end, okay? Help me again!"
Pang Yi had actually been impatient for a long time. But seeing Gu Qingtong's smile, he couldn't say anything. He also felt that he was too unkind, so he didn't say anything. He let the shopkeeper take out a ruler and measure him.
After buying the fabrics for Chen Qingxuan, Gu Qingtong was reluctant to leave. She looked at the colorful fabrics used by the woman across the street.
"Miss, you want to make some clothes for yourself, right?" The shopkeeper smiled. He hurried over and took out several rolls of cloth from the shelf to introduce to Gu Qingtong. "Miss, look, these are the materials that arrived before the New Year. The colors are beautiful. They are just right for you," the shopkeeper said, glancing at Pang Yi who was standing there, and whispered to Gu Qingtong, "Miss, you are buying both men's and women's materials. Are you in a hurry to make a wedding dress?"
"Boss, don't talk nonsense!" Gu Qingtong's face flushed red. She also secretly glanced at Pang Yi and whispered to the boss, "Brother Pang and I are not..."
"I know, I know!" The shopkeeper answered with understanding, and said to Gu Qingtong with a smile, "Even if they haven't gotten married yet, they must be engaged, right? Miss, you have a really good eye. Not only is the young man good-looking, but he also has a great figure. When I measured his size just now, wow, he has a solid body of tendon meat!"
"Hurry up and tell me..." Gu Qingtong's face was already red beyond belief. While wiping her face with a handkerchief, she turned around and called Pang Yi, "Brother Pang, come and see which one looks better, the light red or the silver red?"
Pang Yi couldn't tell the difference between light red and silver red. As soon as he saw the deep and light red on the counter, he felt a headache. He said to Gu Qingtong, "Just pick whatever color you like."
"Oh!" Gu Qingtong responded crisply. She selected the silver-red material and asked the shopkeeper to pull out four feet of red silk for her. She looked at the fiery red silk, feeling excited and emotional. Finally, she was going to start making her own wedding dress.
The shopkeeper packed up all the cloth, which was two taels and three cents in total. Gu Qingtong only had one tael of silver on him, and he had no plan to buy cloth for himself, so naturally the money was not enough. Gu Qingtong touched the red silk and was reluctant to return it, so he had to ask Pang Yi to borrow money with an embarrassed look on his face: "Brother Pang, do you have any silver on you? Can...can you lend me some first?"
Pang Yi couldn't wait any longer, so he took out two taels and three cents of silver from his pocket and handed it to the shopkeeper. He walked out with a few bags in his hand, and said to Gu Qingtong, "You can return it to me whenever it's convenient for you. There's no rush."
"Thank you, Brother Pang." Gu Qingtong happily followed Pang Yi out of the fabric store.
"There's nothing you want to buy, right?" Pang Yi put the bag into the car and turned to ask Gu Qingtong.
"No more, no more," Gu Qingtong hurriedly shook his head while trying to get on the carriage. Perhaps the memory of nearly falling just now still haunted him, so he stood in front of the carriage, a little hesitant, and then said to Pang Yi in a rather embarrassed manner, "Brother Pang, can you give me a hand? The carriage is really too high."
Pang Yi didn't say anything. He walked over with a sullen face, held Gu Qingtong's arm, and helped her into the carriage.
"Thank you, Brother Pang!" Gu Qingtong said to Pang Yi with an expression of uncontrollable excitement, feeling both happy and shy.
"Sit tight." Pang Yi got on the carriage, cracked the whip, and the horse galloped away.
On the second floor of the teahouse across the street, Xiao An sat by the window, looking coldly at the carriage that was moving further and further away, her hands clenched into fists in her sleeves.
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