"Brother Pang Da has a really good eye, and I like this stone blue color the most," Gu Qingtong immediately smiled. Turning to the shopkeeper, he said, "Shopkeeper, how much cloth does it take to make a long robe with my brother's stature?"
"Then let me measure it for you, sir. This satin is expensive, so don't dare to talk too much and make the young lady waste money." The shopkeeper said. While looking for a ruler to go.
Pang Yi frowned and asked Gu Qingtong: "Didn't you say to make clothes for Mr. Chen? Why do you want to measure my figure?"
"Isn't my cousin not free to follow?" Gu Qingtong was so busy that she smiled. "Brother Pang Da, you are worth about the same as my cousin, but you are stronger, and the clothes you wear should be about the same size. Brother Pang Pang, you are a good person, do it to the end, send Buddha to heaven, okay? Help me again!"
Pang Yi was already impatient. But smiling at Gu Qingtong's face. He couldn't say anything after all, and felt that he was too unkind, so he didn't say anything at the moment. Then the shopkeeper took the ruler and measured it on him.
I bought the fabric for Chen Qingxuan's clothes. Gu Qingtong was still reluctant to leave. He looked at the colorful fabrics of the woman's home across the street.
"Girl, you also want to make clothes for yourself, right?" The shopkeeper's face was full of smiles. I was so busy that I rushed over again, and took out several rolls of cloth from the shelf to introduce to Gu Qingtong. "Girl, look, this is a material that arrived years ago, and the color looks good. It's just right for you to wear," the shopkeeper said, looking at Pang Yi who was standing there, and then whispered to Gu Qingtong, "Girl This is to buy men's materials, but also to buy women's materials, I'm afraid you are rushing to make wedding dresses?"
"Shopkeeper, don't talk nonsense!" Gu Qingtong blushed, and secretly glanced at Pang Yi, whispering to the shopkeeper, "Brother Pang Da and I are not..."
"I know, I know!" The shopkeeper hurriedly answered the words in a considerate manner, and said to Gu Qingtong with a smile, "Even if we haven't got married yet, I'm afraid we're going to get engaged, right? Girl, you have a really good eye. Look, the frame is also very good, when I measured him just now, my good guy, but he has a strong tendon!"
"You're about to say it..." Gu Qingtong's face was already blushing unbelievably, and while wiping his face with a handkerchief, he turned around and called Pang Yi, "Brother Pang Da, come here to see if the water red one looks better, or the silver red one?"
Pang Yi couldn't tell the difference between water red and silver red. As soon as he saw the deep and light red on the counter, he felt a pain in his head, so he said to Gu Qingtong, "Pick whatever color you like. All right."
"Ah!" Gu Qingtong replied crisply, while choosing the silver-red material, she asked the shopkeeper to pull four feet of red silk for her. Looking at the fiery red silk, she was both excited and emotional. Finally, She is about to start making her own wedding dress.
The shopkeeper wrapped up all the fabrics, and the total was two or three coins. Gu Qingtong only had one or two silver coins with him, and he had no plan to buy fabrics for himself. Naturally, the money was not enough. Gu Qingtong touched the red Silk was really reluctant to return it, so he had to ask Pang Yi to borrow money with a embarrassed face: "Brother Pang Pang, do you have any money on you? Can... can you lend me some first?"
Pang Yi couldn't stay any longer, so he directly took two or three coins from his pocket and handed them over to the shopkeeper. While carrying a few bags, he walked out, and said to Gu Qingtong, "When is it convenient for you? I'll do it, don't worry."
"Thank you, Brother Pang." Gu Qingtong happily followed Pang Yi out of the fabric shop.
"Is there nothing to buy?" Pang Yi put the baggage into the car, and turned to Gu Qingtong while asking.
"No, no more," Gu Qingtong shook his head in a hurry, and came over to get on the carriage. Maybe the shadow of almost falling just now was still there. Gu Qingtong stood in front of the carriage, hesitated a little, and then said to Pang Yi embarrassedly: "Pang Da Brother, can you give me a hand? The carriage is too high."
Pang Yi didn't speak, and walked over with a sullen face, holding Gu Qingtong's arm, and helped her into the carriage.
"Thank you, Brother Pang!" Gu Qingtong said to Pang Yi with an uncontrollable excitement, both happy and ashamed.
"Sit down." Pang Yi got into the carriage, flicked his whip, and the horse galloped away.
On the second floor of the teahouse across the street, Xiao An was sitting by the window, looking coldly at the receding carriage, her sleeves clenched into fists.