September 28th, early morning.
When the soft morning light fell on the courtyard of Hua's house, Qiu Fu, Qiu Ming, Shan You and Kang Fulai began a new busy day.
Lying on his side facing west, Yu Xiaotian stood up and noticed that Xiaobai looked a little tired. Thinking that Xiaobai hadn't eaten enough, he gave him double the amount of goat milk.
And Hua Qingcheng, who should have been the head of the family, could only live in Han Yichen's medicine room. When Shan You came to clean and organize the herbs, Hua Qingcheng had already gotten up for morning exercises.
After breakfast, Hua Qingcheng, looking dull and bored, rode her Xiangyun horse to Baishui Town for a stroll.
When passing by Zhenbaozhai, Hua Qingcheng thought for a moment, then left the horse on the side of the road and walked into the shop.
"Master, would you like to beg for alms?"
When the shopkeeper saw a monk coming in, he signaled the waiter to give him a few copper coins.
"No! I...I am here to buy something." Hua Qingcheng paused and said.
Monks buying jewelry?
The shopkeeper couldn't help but twitch her lips when she heard this, but based on the principle that guests are guests, she still asked the waiter to come over and entertain them with a smile on her face.
"Master, what would you like to buy? I just got a string of red sandalwood beads in our shop. Would you like to take a look?"
Looking at the handsome and elegant monk in front of her, the waiter kindly recommended some jewelry that he thought would suit her. After all, monks can play Buddhist beads, so they should also be interested in beads, right?
Hua Qingcheng followed the direction of the waiter's finger and looked at a string of beads on the counter, but then she shook her head.
"Waiter, could you please let me see that horn comb?"
Looking at the dazzling array of accessories on the counter, Hua Qingcheng was a little dazzled, and finally chose a yellow ox horn comb with a material and texture that looked very delicate.
"A horn comb? But... Master, you don't have any hair?" The waiter said embarrassedly with a slight twitch of his lips.
"Isn't it okay if I give it to someone I love?"
Hua Qingcheng glanced at the waiter, then imitated Wu Chen, raised her hand and touched the twelve scars on her bald head, looking like a gangster.
"The one... the one you love?"
The waiter opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time. Could this be a playboy monk?
"What? Do you have any objections?" Hua Qingcheng glanced at the waiter sinisterly.
It's just a purchase, why do you care so much about other people's business?
“No…no.”
The waiter, feeling uneasy after being looked at by Hua Qingcheng, then tactfully brought out the ox horn comb that she had requested.
"Master, you have a very good eye. This ox horn comb is made of high-quality materials. It is tough and dense, with a fine and smooth texture and an elegant and unique shape. Not only is the color mellow and crystal clear, but it also feels great. Using it to comb your hair morning and night can relax your muscles and meridians and relieve fatigue. It not only..."
"Okay, just tell me if it can be used on pregnant women?"
Seeing the waiter chattering on and on, trying to sell her product, Hua Qingcheng interrupted her. She thought it would be suitable for Mu Lige, but she wondered if it could be used on a pregnant man in this country where women are the most important...
"Pregnant?"
The waiter looked at the monk in front of him in confusion. He didn't look like a pregnant monk at all.
"Master, are you from a country where men are respected?" (That's why your lover can get pregnant, right?)
"If you say so, then there's nothing wrong with that." (After all, my current body belongs to the Flower Monk, and the Flower Monk is indeed from the Male-Respecting Country.)
"The head is the 'head of all yang'. Combing the hair with an ox horn comb can massage acupuncture points, dredge the meridians and activate the collaterals. It can certainly be used by pregnant women." The stunned waiter answered dutifully based on instinct.
"I want it. How much is it?" Hua Qingcheng asked while playing with the comb in her hand.
"Ten taels of silver, Master." The waiter pointed to Hua Qingcheng and made a "ten" gesture with his fingers.
"Ten taels?"
"Why don't you go and rob it?"
Hua Qingcheng exclaimed.
"Master, you don't know. This yellow ox horn grows slowly. It takes at least five years of horns to be used as material for making combs. Moreover, this ox horn is a rare item, and coupled with the complicated production process, this price is already very favorable." The waiter explained patiently.
After all, this ox horn comb is a precious item that only the rich and powerful can afford.
Hua Qingcheng thought for a moment after hearing this. When she thought about how cows in this dynasty were indeed precious things and how hard it was to get cow horns, she finally spent ten taels of silver to buy the cow horn comb.
After buying a cow horn comb for Mu Lige, Hua Qingcheng picked out a few pieces of jewelry for other husbands and then left Zhenbaozhai.
However, when Hua Qingcheng left Zhenbaozhai, she found that the Xiangyun horse that was supposed to rest at the door was missing.
"Where's my horse?"
Hua Qingcheng, who was wearing a Wuchen look, touched the twelve scars on his bald head and said with gritted teeth.
“Ouch!”
“Ouch!”
When Hua Qingcheng looked around, she heard the sound of horse hooves and a man shouting in panic from the opposite corner of the street.
In the sunlight, the horse with flying golden mane and shining silver light, galloping towards her at a leisurely and vigorous pace, who else could it be but her Xiangyun horse?
Moreover, behind Xiangyun Ma was a man riding a bay horse. However, it seemed that the man was forcibly brought here by the horse, not of his own free will.
"What's going on?"
Hua Qingcheng looked at the Xiangyun horse that was acting coquettishly towards her, and then looked at the man riding on the chestnut horse with a little wariness.
"Third... Third Prince?"
The man riding on the chestnut horse saw Wu Chen and jumped off the horse swiftly.
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