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When Ji Yunxi arrived, it was exactly a quarter before noon.
There was a small queue of about twenty or thirty people lined up at the entrance of Xiyunbu Village.
This was similar to Ji Yunxi's expectations. On the first day, everyone was waiting and watching, and it was already good enough to have twenty or thirty people coming.
only--
Ji Yunxi passed by the team and was about to go into the cloth shop when she suddenly stopped.
She found that the person at the front of the line looked very familiar.
It turned out to be the man Baofu said went to meet his mistress early in the morning before dawn.
Chapter 54: Something is really wrong with the uncle
Early that morning, a line of twenty or thirty people formed outside Xiyun Cloth Shop. Most of them were elderly, with the largest number of old women, about fifteen or sixteen. There were three or four old men, including the manager Yuan. There were also about three or four younger middle-aged women.
Wu Weian, who was at the front of the line, was so young that he looked out of place.
Coupled with his height, he stands out from the crowd and it is hard for others not to notice him.
The old ladies who came to line up to get clothes had never seen Wu Weian before.
They held each other's arms, looking the young man up and down, left and right, and asked, "Young man, you're here to get your clothes so early in the morning?"
Wu Wei'an stood in front, wearing a crescent-shaped white brocade robe and his hair tied with a jade crown.
He had a fair complexion, a straight figure, and a gentle temperament. Standing there, he didn't look like someone who would rush here early in the morning just for these 200-wen clothes.
When someone asked him about it, Wu Wei'an turned around with a sincere and gentle smile on his face, looking like a well-spoken younger generation. "Yes, old man, I'm here to get some clothes too."
Old ladies in the capital city can occasionally see very handsome young men on the streets, whose looks make them look like gods descended to earth.
Apart from sighing, they didn't feel much emotionally. After all, although such a beauty was extremely good, people only wanted to admire it, but not really like it, nor would they want to get close to it.
But when this young man smiled, his appearance was not as good as those young men, but he was much better than the men they usually met.
Moreover, the young man has a very nice smile and a great figure, which makes him very popular.
They were so happy that they kept asking questions one after another. Wu Weian was not annoyed. He was in a good mood today and answered each question patiently.
"Whose family are you from, young man? Are you in your teens? Are you ready to get married? If not, I have a niece who's not bad."
"A Wu family member, eighteen years old, married."
"What a pity, what a pity, young master! You won't believe me if I tell you this. I'm an old woman who's very good at reading people's faces. Your face is very good. Your wife is really blessed!"
"Thank you, old man."
"Young Master, your family seems to be well off. Why are you here so early to pick up your clothes?"
"Madam's family is indeed well-off, but mine is a little worse off."
"Then no matter how bad it is, you shouldn't be short of clothes, right? I see that my young master is a scholar, and it's a good time for him to take the imperial examinations. He should be studying hard at home. You shouldn't worry about this kind of thing. Let your wife worry about it. No matter how good your wife is, after marrying you, she is a member of your family. How can one family have different opinions? How could she let you come here alone so early in the morning to pick up clothes? Isn't your wife afraid of being gossiped about by the neighbors if she does this?" The woman who said this was in the crowd. A few months ago, she had a big fat son. Her face was quite proud. "My husband is studying at home. I would never let him do these things! Three meals a day, all year round, food, clothing, housing and transportation, every single thing is taken care of by me!"
Wu Weian smiled shyly, a hint of tenderness on his face. "No, no, how can I let my wife worry about these trivial matters of food, clothing, housing and transportation? My wife has been working from dawn to dusk recently to run this cloth shop, and I feel very distressed. My wife didn't know I came here this morning. This cloth shop just opened today, and I was afraid that no one would be there, so I came here specially to bring some popularity to the new store."
The woman looked at the handsome and refined young man and listened to his words. She felt a strange discomfort in her heart and was not happy at all. "Oh, your wife works for someone in this cloth shop? Although it is hard to help others in the shop, you still have to let her do what is hers."
Wu Wei'an was a little embarrassed: "I think this lady has misunderstood. This cloth shop is owned by my wife."
The woman's eyes widened, her face turning pale: "What?!"
The old ladies who had been listening attentively nearby were also surprised: "This is actually a shop opened by your wife!"
Someone in the crowd reacted quickly: "But isn't this Xiyun Cloth Shop owned by Miss Ji San? You you you you—"
The man pointed at Wu Weian, speechless in shock.
Wu Weian smiled shyly at everyone.
Coincidentally, Ji Yunxi passed by him.
Wu Wei'an greeted her, his words full of concern: "Good morning, Yunniang, have you had breakfast? Are you tired from the journey?"
Ji Yunxi stopped, she glanced at him, pursed her lips, and said: "I have used it, it's okay, not as tiring as you."
He went out before dawn, arriving earlier than her, which she admired.
Wu Weian: "I'm not tired. I'm happy to think that I can be your first customer, Yunniang."
Ji Yunxi twitched the corner of her mouth, clearly unconvinced, and said perfunctorily, "Really?"
The couple was talking here, and the old women in the queue pricked up their ears to listen.
When they heard Ji Yunxi ask this, they hurried to help testify.
"Yes, yes, Third Miss, Master Xiao Wu was just talking about 'my wife, my wife' all the time. Third Miss, there are not many good men like Master Xiao Wu..."
When the old woman said this, her voice became softer and softer, and she didn't dare to continue.
Even if a noble person like Ji Yunxi stayed near them on normal days, they would definitely not dare to say hello.
The reason why they dared to speak now was because Lord Xiao Wu, who had been chatting with them all morning, was standing here.
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