"How can you say it's a mess? These things are very important."
Aofeng said solemnly: "We are about to welcome a new mistress. Of course, we must establish rules in the palace first. I spent a long time to dig this out from the library of the Zongren Mansion. Come on, let’s learn quickly.”
"What are you doing?"
Ye Qingli happened to walk by and saw the three of them arguing, so she asked curiously.
Then, she saw this pile of books.
Ye Qingli flipped through the book cover curiously.
Then, she burst out laughing...
"Aofeng, is there something wrong with your brain?"
"We are all so familiar with each other, do you need these things?"
Ye Qingli clapped his hands directly.
"Aoxue, burn all these messy things quickly."
Aoxue quickly took all the books away.
Aofeng looked pained.
"That's all my hard work..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and hurry up and go shopping with me."
"what to buy?"
Aofeng asked curiously.
"Well, come with me to Tianpu Street to have a look."
Tianpu Street is a commercial street filled with silk and cloth sellers.
It almost monopolizes 90% of the silk industry in Fengyi City.
Therefore, upon hearing this, Aofeng immediately became excited.
It seems that Miss Ye is preparing a wedding dress!
This is a great event!
He looked proud.
He immediately called a dozen servants to accompany Ye Qingli and Xiao He out.
They got off the carriage at the street corner.
Then, Aofeng said very attentively: "Princess, do you want to buy a bright red one, a bright yellow one, or a green one?"
Some of these are suitable for formal wear, some are suitable for formal wear, and some are suitable for casual wear.
All in all, they are all very suitable colors.
Aofeng was diligently performing his duties as a housekeeper, counting on his fingers.
"I know that there are several silks and satins that are spun from silk in the snow-capped mountains. The quality is very good. Princess, why don't you go and take a look first..."
"Is there any white one?"
"Well……"
Aofeng, who was talking happily, was suddenly cut off.
He suspected that he had heard wrongly.
White?
However, just when he was hesitating, Ye Qingli had already strode in.
"Sorry, we don't have white silk in our store."
The old shopkeeper with a white beard said politely.
Originally, white satin was very difficult to sell.
Because, in the customs of Daluo, white is a very unlucky color.
Only worn during funerals.
But they can't expect dead people every day, right?
Therefore, ordinary silk and satin shops rarely have inventory.
Ye Qingli went to three houses and found nothing.
She couldn't help but start scratching her head.
Xiaohe was almost crying beside him.
What's going on, miss?
The wedding dress should be white?
Isn't this an obvious way to make yourself unhappy?
Moreover, you will definitely be laughed at!
Aofeng said with a sad face: "Princess, you might as well think about it again..."
No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Ye Qingli was a bit unreliable.
It was just a whim!
Could it be that at the wedding, everyone is wrapped in a white sheet?
Gosh, think about that style.
Aofeng felt that it was better for him to die first.
Ye Qingli touched his chin.
"Originally, cotton gauze and the like can also be used. However, I still prefer the texture of silk, especially the one made of snow silk."
