A beautiful daughter came to the Xiangfu

Lin Qingyang looked at the various exquisite clay dolls on the stalls and was very curious. Many stalls had these dolls, and many people had them in their hands.

"This is Mohelo, which is the most popular among the people in Beijing." Zhuang Weining explained on the side.

When Lin Qingyang heard that this thing was so popular, she also picked it up.

"Let's pick one out, this doll is so exquisitely made."

“Then pick the best-looking one. The one holding a lotus leaf is good.” As he said that, Zhuang Weining picked up a clay doll holding a lotus leaf. Lin Qingyang took it and looked at it. It was indeed good.

"This doll is so exquisitely made." Lin Qingyang couldn't let it go.

"The baby you and your cousin have will definitely be prettier than this one." Zhuang Weining said, pointing at the baby.

Lin Qingyang's body froze after hearing this, and he quickly put the clay doll down, but the doll he had just put down was picked up by someone else. "Boss, we want this Mohele, please pack it up."

Lin Qingyang looked up when he heard the voice. Xiao Anwang handed the doll to the boss, took out some coins from his pocket and handed them over. The boss then handed Xiao Anwang a wrapped box.

Lin Qingyang pulled Zhuang Weining away from the stall and continued shopping.

Although Zhuang Weining is a girl from Beijing, she is also interested in the various products that merchants have taken great pains to display. If merchants want to make money, they must have new things. Only when they have them and others don’t can they make money. Products that everyone has cannot attract customers and cannot make money.

Lin Qingyang stopped in front of almost every stall for a while, asking non-stop, "What is this, what is that?"

In a short while, Lin Qingyang bought a lot of things. He took some of them himself, asked Prince Xiao An to take some of them, and gave the heavier things to the guards around him.

"Why are there so many people in that house?"

There was a small shop not far ahead, and there were many people gathered outside the shop.

It was originally an ordinary beverage stall, but there was a pretty young man in front of the stall, who was making tea drinks in an orderly manner. People passing by were curious as to whether the tea could be made into flowers, which resulted in congestion in front of the stall.

Lin Qingyang pulled Zhuang Weining to the front of the stall.

The young man in front of the stall has a delicate face, skin as white as snow, and is full of confidence in his every move.

"This young man is so handsome, but he looks unfamiliar, maybe he is from another place!"

Zhuang Weining said to Lin Qingyang.

Some of the onlookers were there to join in the fun, while others were queuing up to taste tea. A bowl of tea was not expensive, but each person could only drink one cup. If you liked it, you could buy their tea, but each person could only buy one portion.

The tea is still the same tea, but other things have been added to it, giving it a fruity sweetness and fragrance, so it can be considered a fruit tea, but it is different from the fruit tea in the capital.

"Let's try it." Lin Qingyang and Zhuang Weining each took a bowl and took a sip.

"Yeah, it tastes good." Zhuang Weining also handed a cup to Zhuang Yunlin.

"It's a little sweet, but not too obvious. Girls should like it."

After tasting it, Zhuang Yunlin commented on the taste of the tea.

Prince Xiao An did not taste it, but asked the servants around him to line up to pay.

"Then buy two, one for you and one for Ning'er."

The servants went to line up, and they sat down to rest at the stall next to them. Probably because they had almost sold out, the young man who was making tea stopped and left the stall.

Lin Qingyang stared at the young master's leaving figure, and I, Zhuang Weining, said.

"That young man is so handsome! Could he be a girl?"

"That young man has a pretty face. It's hard to find one with such appearance in the capital. It's reasonable to say he's a girl!"

Prince Xiao'an Liang Jingsui and Zhuang Yunlin sat aside and listened to them talk.

Because of the young master's departure, the number of customers gathering at the tea stall gradually decreased, and all the packaged tea on the stall was sold out.

At this time, the servants came running back, holding two bags of tea they had just bought.

"Your Highness, we have grabbed the last two packs. I heard from them that if you want to buy one, you have to wait until tomorrow night. This stuff is limited!" said the servant as if to take credit.

"Well, go down and take the things in Cui Ping's hand into the car and load them up." Xiao Wang An instructed.

"Yes." The servant followed the prince's instructions, took the large and small bags of items from Cui Ping's hands, avoided the crowd and returned to where the carriage was parked.

After walking only halfway through the street, a few people took a rest and then got up and continued walking forward.

"It's such a lively day today!"

"That's right. On the Qixi Festival, whether it's ordinary people or officials, regardless of age, everyone goes out shopping, and the merchants are trying to make money in some way."

The two women walked and talked, and after the initial excitement wore off, the "surprise" was no longer there. Perhaps the goods on most of the stalls were a bit overlapping, which didn't look that novel, and with so many people on the street, it was hard to walk.

Near the end of the street, there is a river. After crossing the bridge, there are some jugglers. There are more children on the other side of the river, and most of the things sold are toys that children like.

There are many wine shops on both sides of the river bank, which are now also hung with colorful lanterns. Outside the wine shops and beside the river bank, merchants have set up tables and chairs for tourists to rest.

Lin Qingyang and Zhuang Weining walked up the small bridge hand in hand. They had a nice view of the riverbank here. After standing there for a while, they went to the other side of the river and gave some money to the jugglers. After all, they showed their skills and they just watched the fun.

Lin Qingyang looked at the stalls with many children and was also curious about the gadgets and snacks. However, there were not only the two adults here. In addition to the two girls, there were two other children. A tall man was holding a small man. He could not hear what he was mumbling, but the small man was watching very hard and shook off the hand that was holding his clothes.

"Isn't that General Zhenyuan's second son?" Zhuang Yunlin caught up at this time and said this in a voice that a few people just happened to hear.

Zhuang Weining looked up and saw Yang Ting standing next to the little guy, looking at a loss.

"Isn't that the young man who was making tea in front of the tea stall just now?"

After Lin Qingyang finished speaking, he pointed at the little guy in front of him.

Isn't it him?

Lin Qingyang looked at the young master who was watching the craftsman making the sugar figures in his hands, so she squeezed to the front and sat next to the young master.

"Boss, how much is it?" Lin Qingyang asked.

"One penny each."

"Give me one."

"Okay, wait a moment." The vendor who was making sugar figures said as he quickened his movements.

The young master turned around and looked at her, then stared at her and no longer looked at the sugar man.

Lin Qingyang felt the gazes beside him and looked back.

The young master quickly turned around and said, "Boss, I want one too." After that, he reached out and pulled Yang Ting, asking him to pay. Yang Ting had no choice but to pay the boss one penny.

"Mr. Yang, what a coincidence. Why don't we find a place to sit down? You're usually too busy to have time, so let's have a drink today."

Yang Ting was about to refuse, but the young master beside him saw that he was with Lin Qingyang, so he quickly replied: "Okay!"

Yang Ting had no choice but to be pulled away by Zhuang Yunlin.