Chapter 069
"Master, this soy sauce meatball is delicious." The white-haired young man attentively circled around a small black-haired girl who was probably not even ten years old.
However, the girl who was surrounded by such a handsome young man who was willing to coax her took the string of soy sauce meatballs with a cold face, said thank you to him coldly, then turned around and the coldness on her face disappeared, and handed the string of soy sauce meatballs to the boy with a flame-colored head who was more than a head taller than her and was holding her hand.
"Kyojuro, this is for you."
Rengoku Kyojuro took the string of soy sauce meatballs hesitantly, and his eyes turned to Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who looked like dried vegetables that had been dehydrated in an instant. Even though he had a good appetite, he couldn't swallow anything at this time.
He didn't know what the situation was at the moment.
No, it should be said that when he was invited during the day, the girl's mood seemed not very good. When he asked her what happened, she didn't say anything. But now, he seemed to know who might be the source of the girl's anger.
He turned his head and jumped over Chijuro who was walking on the other side of him, looking at Yagen Toushirou, he asked: "Hmm, Yagen-san, what happened to Aki and Tsurumaru-san?"
"Nothing." Yagen Toushirou, who was reluctant to discuss matters like women's bust size, said in a flat tone, "It's just that someone's joke went too far and made me angry."
After asking for a long time, Rengoku Kyojuro still couldn't figure out why the girl was angry, and he felt a little embarrassed.
Especially when he became the sandwich between Kiyoki and Tsurumaru Kuninaga, he felt that his life was even more difficult.
While eating the soy sauce dumplings that didn't taste very fragrant, Rengoku Kyojuro said to Tsurumaru Kuninaga, "Mr. Tsurumaru, if you did something wrong, you should apologize sincerely."
"I did apologize sincerely." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said darkly. He glared at Rengoku Kyojuro's hand holding the soy sauce meatballs, "But all my apologies went into your stomach, Kyojuro."
Rengoku Kyojuro stopped chewing the glutinous rice in his mouth. He was very fond of eating, especially since he had eaten a lot of snacks like this one that Mr. Tsurumaru bought for Aki and then Aki gave it to him while walking on the street.
He scratched his hair and lowered his voice, "Although I don't know how Mr. Tsurumaru made you angry, Aki, but I believe that after this one time, Mr. Tsurumaru shouldn't go too far. Otherwise, Aki, please forgive Mr. Tsurumaru this time."
Qingxi looked at Rengoku Kyojuro, then at Tsurumaru Kuninaga. Tsurumaru Kuninaga was not stupid either, and instantly showed a pitiful expression.
As for whether what he says is the same as what he thinks in his heart, it cannot be confirmed yet. We can only wait and see how he performs in the future.
After finally getting out at night, Qingxi reluctantly reached out to Tsurumaru, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled and handed her another string of soy sauce meatballs that he had never eaten.
While eating soy sauce meatballs, Qingxi asked, "What should we do next?"
Tsurumaru Kuninaga held up the awning with one hand and pointed in the direction of Qingxi with the other. "There seems to be a lottery over there, masks are sold over there, and over there are darts. It seems that you can get any item on the shelf by shooting it down. There are fans and accessories sold in the front. Hmm, it looks like it's the flower garden next door. Master, do you want to go and take a look?"
When Qingxi heard that it was a flower, she became aroused.
It's not that she wants to complain, but the girls in the food world are either wearing Tang suits or buns, or either buns or cheongsams. She has lived there for more than 60 years and has never seen a ruqun, aoqun, a beizi, or a large-sleeved flying fish suit. Even though she is not a member of the Hanfu party, she was shocked.
There was a time when she felt a subtle sense of embarrassment when she saw the waitresses in cheongsams bragging about their own history in a Chinese restaurant.
At that time, if she really didn't know how to make those clothes, she would have wanted to make one herself and wear it to tell them that in addition to cheongsams, we have clothes that are more fairy-like and more beautiful.
"Then let's go take a look." Qingxi pulled the haori with the Aokai waves printed on it that Tsurumaru Kuninaga was wearing, "Tsurumaru, lead the way."
The girl's sudden excitement was incomprehensible to the four people around her, but as the only female among them, they were also curious about what was so attractive to the girl on the fan and accessories stall where Tsurumaru Kuninaga mentioned buying flowers, so they all followed her.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga was leading the way in front, and Qingxi, who was following behind him, was not squeezed by the passers-by around him. However, the people walking behind him were squeezed by the crowd again.
Qingxi hadn't expected that the hand she was holding with Rengoku Kyojuro would be forced to loosen in the crowded crowd. Just as she was hesitating whether to wait for them, Tsurumaru Kuninaga in front of her grabbed her hand and said, "Don't worry about them. Trust in the investigation capabilities of Yakuin. Let's go first, and they will be here soon."
"According to what you said, your reconnaissance ability is not good at night. Now I'm starting to worry about myself." Qingxi complained, but continued to walk with Tsurumaru Kuninaga.
When Qingxi arrived at the stall, he found that there were many women or couples surrounding the stall, but very few of them actually paid to buy anything.
After listening to what the people around him said for a while, Qingxi finally understood the reason - the price was too expensive.
After making sure that there was no problem with the stall itself, she looked at the things on the stall with peace of mind.
With just one glance, she realized something was wrong.
How should I put it? To sum it up, the things on this stall are so exquisite, so exquisite that they are a bit out of place with the other stalls around.
To be honest, the things that can be sold on the street are of low quality and cannot be sold at a high price. The reason they choose to set up stalls during fireworks festivals is essentially to sell their goods at a low profit while so many people are shopping together.
But the items on this stall are not like that. They are so exquisite that they can be placed in high-end shops for wealthy people to choose from.
Beautiful things can always attract women's attention at the first moment regardless of their age.
"Boss, what are the prices of these flower-wrapped hairpins, velvet flower hairpins and round fans you have here?" Qingxi, who was rich and not at all panicked, asked.
The boss sitting in the stall was an old man with thinning hair. After listening to a little girl with a clear and tender voice listing the things on his stall, he lowered his head and looked in her direction.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she spoke in a flowery language, "Where are you from, young lady?"
Qingxi was confused.
She always felt that there was something wrong with the other party's question.
If you meet a fellow villager, the first thing you ask shouldn’t be “The little girl is also a flower grower.” What the hell is that “Where are you from, young lady?”
Unless, this old man's situation is similar to mine.
Maybe the girl was in a daze for too long, so the old man thought that she just recognized the things on his stall, and it was not what he thought. So when he spoke again, his attitude became indifferent, just like he treated other customers who came to his stall to look at things.
After briefly telling her the prices of the goods on his stall, he sat there quietly again.
Qingxi reacted, and without being able to guess who the other person was, she spoke bluntly in the language of the Flower Country: "Old sir, I come from the city formerly known as Gucheng, now known as Zhejiang. Where are you from?"
Qingxi had been observing the expression on the old man's face while she said this. Seeing his expression change slightly, she hesitated for a moment, but still asked her guess, "Tang Dynasty? Ming Dynasty?"
Velvet flowers originated from the Tang Dynasty, and twined flowers originated from the Ming Dynasty. If it is true as she thought, that the other party is a time traveler, then the most likely possibility is that the other party's original timeline is in the Ming Dynasty.
The old man didn't respond. He pointed to his stall and said, "I like the little kid. I can give you a 10% discount on these."
Qingxi raised an eyebrow.
Okay, it was confirmed that the stall owner was a time traveler, but since he didn't want to mention it anymore, she didn't ask anymore.
It’s not like what is written in novels, where if you meet a fellow villager in another world, you will either become friends or enemies.
Who isn't an ordinary person in this world? Besides, what will they do after recognizing each other?
Let's find a way to go back together?
Let's be realistic.
Let’s not talk about herself first, let’s talk about the stall owner. He is so old, and I think he should have lived in this era for a long time. In this case, he has started a family here, has someone he loves, and has children with the person he loves. According to this era, people get married early and have children early. Maybe his children have already married and have children of their own, that is, his grandchildren. With so many ties, unless the other party is a cold-blooded person, he will not abandon them and choose to return to his original world.
"Hey! Since you like it, why don't you give me a 50% discount?" The other party spoke casually, and Qingxi started chatting with him.
The old man at the stall rolled his eyes in annoyance. "If I give you a 50% discount, how can I make any profit? I can't even make back the labor costs."
"Little girl, are you going to buy it or not?"
"Buy it, why not buy it?" Qingxi said as he picked things at the stall.
As a Japanese sword, he didn't understand a single word of the two quick and flowery words that Qingxi and the stall owner had just spoken.
However, he was a discerning knife, and the relationship between the old man and the young boy had obviously become a little warmer from the initial superficial appearance.
But this kind of warmth is not to the level of friends. If I really have to give it a definition, it is that I have heard of your name and you have heard of my name, but it seems that we have never met before.
Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to be planning on getting close friends, after drinking with Guoyong, he pretended not to know and half bent over to help Qingxi choose.
"Hey, Master, this set of fluffy birds is so cute."
"Wow, this one is a peony, right? It's so realistic and looks gorgeous. Let's buy one too."
"And this phoenix hairpin, the chrysanthemum, the ginkgo, the red maple, the peach blossom, and the small peach... This set with the small blue florals and the ceramic one with kingfisher feathers... They're all so beautiful, Master, let's buy them all."
The stall owner looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga with disdain in his eyes. "She's still young. Those hairpins with big flowers won't suit her. Although the velvet and wrapped flower hairpins I have here are made of silk thread and won't fade, are you really going to buy them and keep them for seven or eight years before letting her wear them again? If you have the time, why don't you wait until then to buy her new ones?"
Qingxi suppressed her laughter and watched Tsurumaru Kuninaga being scolded by the stall owner. When he was about to be scolded like a stupid crane, she said, "Boss, just think of us as stupid people with a lot of money.
What's more, I've lived here for over a year, and this is the first time I've come across something from my own country that's of such high quality. Whether I want to use it myself, add it to my collection, or give it as a gift, these are perfect choices. So, calculate how much it costs in total."
After a pause, she added, "If, Boss, you still have clothes for sale and the quality is good, I would like to buy a few more sets."
The stall owner understood what he heard and he tutted his tongue, "What a fool with a lot of money. Since you're willing, I'll take you to see the old man's wealth."
When Yagen Toushirou brought the two Rengoku brothers over, he saw his general and Tsurumaru Kuninaga helping an old man clean up his stall. Although they didn't know what was going on, the three of them still went over to help.
After walking for a while with the stall owner in the crowded crowd, they turned to the back door of a shop. Qingxi was a little speechless, "Boss, since you have a shop, why do you still push a cart to set up a stall outside?"
The hairpin and round fan you took out today must have looked so cheap.
The old man collected the ornaments and round fans on the cart one by one, then walked ahead to lead the way for the five people. He said leisurely, "It's time to catch a little girl like you who is stupid and rich."
Qingxi choked. He couldn't get over this joke, right?
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