A’Ru quickly caught it.
“Why not eat meat broth…” Qi Yue snorted.
“I wouldn’t dare assume that,” Chang Yuncheng said.
There were many people on the street, and despite the servants’ protection, they couldn’t avoid being jostled, so the two unconsciously walked together.
Chang Yuncheng slowed his pace.
“You’re silly. When buying things, you don’t bargain – that person will call you a fool,” Qi Yue snorted.
Chang Yuncheng chuckled.
“If he calls me a fool, does that make me a fool?” he said.
Qi Yue turned to look at him.
When this woman couldn’t out-argue him, she would have this expression. Chang Yuncheng’s lips curved slightly, and he looked straight ahead without looking at her.
“Whatever you’re buying, hurry up,” Qi Yue said irritably, walking ahead first.
A’Ru quickly followed.
Chang Yuncheng’s smile spread, then he quickly put it away and hurried a few steps to catch up with her.
“Cheese? There’s cheese here?”
“What’s this? Let me try it…”
Before long, Qi Yue’s mouth was full of food, both hands were occupied, her expression relaxed, and her brows and eyes carried smiles.
“This is rice brocade cake…” Chang Yuncheng took it from a servant and handed it to Qi Yue.
Qi Yue quickly gave the fish bag in her right hand to A’Ru and reached out to take the fresh one, biting into it quite inelegantly.
“Mm, mm, not bad,” she nodded repeatedly, full of smiles.
She really could eat… I heard she could also cook good food?
Chang Yuncheng watched her.
“Hey, what exactly are you buying?” Qi Yue suddenly remembered after eating half the cake, looking at Chang Yuncheng questioningly.
All this way he had been following her, seemingly without anything specific he was looking for?
It was somewhat like accompanying her shopping…
This thought flashed through her mind, and Qi Yue felt disgusted with herself, quickly shaking her head to dismiss it.
Chang Yuncheng was somewhat flustered by the question. He unconsciously looked up and around.
“Oh, that,” he said, pointing with his hand.
Qi Yue looked over and saw it was a shop selling the four treasures of the study.
“Can’t tell, you’re quite the scholarly general,” she said, with some impatience. “Go quickly, I’m still waiting to go back.”
Chang Yuncheng’s face immediately fell.
This damn woman…
He turned and strode inside.
“Young master, what would you like?” the clerk greeted enthusiastically.
Chang Yuncheng entered, but kept glancing outside from the corner of his eye. Seeing that woman had already turned her attention away, looking at something across the street…
“Young master?” the clerk asked again, somewhat puzzled as he examined this strange customer who entered but didn’t look at the goods, only outside…
Chang Yuncheng withdrew his gaze, randomly swept his eyes over the counter, and pointed at an ink stone.
“How much is this?” he asked.
“Young master has good taste, this is newly arrived Pangu ink…” the clerk began his enthusiastic introduction.
Chang Yuncheng didn’t listen to a word. His gaze turned to the door again – that woman wasn’t satisfied with just looking, she had taken that maid to another stall…
Didn’t she want to come in and see what he was buying at all? Didn’t she care or pay attention at all?
Chang Yuncheng unconsciously used force with his hand…
“Hey, hey, young master, be careful, don’t drop it…” the clerk raised his voice, finally seeing the customer’s attention fall on him. He quickly seized the opportunity to put on an enthusiastic smile. “What do you think of this?”
Chang Yuncheng looked down at his hand, somehow holding an ink stone.
“What is this?” he frowned and asked.
The clerk looked astonished – so he had wasted his breath earlier…
“This is…” customers were the source of food and clothing, must be served respectfully. He swallowed and started over.
After finally finishing his spiel, he looked up to see this gentleman looking outside again.
What was so interesting outside? The clerk couldn’t help but follow his gaze.
Oh my, whose young lady was that? Wearing a bright red robe with embroidered peonies and crossed collar, draped in a phoenix feather lotus-colored cloak, with a matching hairstyle, wearing only a string of pearl flowers, holding up a carved hollow incense ball, blooming with a brilliant smile.
The young clerk couldn’t help but stare too.