Chapter 0186 – Approaching the End of the Year (2 / 2)
by Jessie@AFNCCWhat can Shangguan Ruoxi do but spoil it, with a wave of her hand, “Buy.”
It’s all about the vibe. She gets it.
Shangguan Ruoxi stopped in front of a stall where a young mother was holding a small doll.
This stall is filled with embroidered items.
There are handkerchiefs, bibs, fans, and a variety of small scented pendants.
The workmanship was exquisite. “Did you embroider these yourself?”
The stall owner wrapped herself up tightly, revealing only a pair of eyes, looking very gentle.
Just by the end of the world rubbed a little thin “Yes, their own embroidery, ancestral craftsmanship. If you like it, just watch and give some.”
Her family’s ancestry was out of the master craftsman who made clothes for the palace matrons, and the craft used to be worth thousands of dollars.
I didn’t realize it was worthless after the end times.
Shangguan Ruoxi estimated that she could make a few of these small objects a day, so she said, “I’ll give you one catty of grain for two, how about that? I’ll take all these from your stall.”
The woman looked surprised, but then composed herself.
One of the only fortunate things she’d been able to do in the post-apocalyptic world was to join this base.
On the base, the least she and her child could do was not be bullied and not have to worry about being robbed.
Live with dignity.
“You want all of them? You may not be able to use them in normal times, I mean these embroidery items are very delicate ……I’m not saying you don’t ……e=(′oï½€*)))).” The woman seemed a little unsure of how to express herself.
In the post-apocalyptic world where a pack of instant noodles is more expensive than a life, these really don’t seem like much use to the average person.
But Shangguan Ruoxi understood her good intentions and was worried that she wouldn’t be able to use it if she bought it back.
“Well, I’ll take them all, I really like these embroidery products. If you still have them in the future you can go to Public House No. 8 and find me to make a deal.”
The woman’s eyes widened at the words, “You’re the Shangguan lady from Public House No. 8?”
Their base is so peaceful, it is said to be all about that Ms. Shangguan, who suppressed it with her thunderous tactics in the first place.
They were the first to enter the base.
Her heart had always been filled with gratitude to this Shangguan lady, if it wasn’t for her, their mother and son would probably have been dead and gone.
Shangguan Ruoxi nodded.
Without moving, he quietly placed a 10kg vacuum-packed bag of refined rice in the basket next to the woman.
The woman’s eyes were filled with gratitude for Shangguan Ruoxi.
Their mother and son hadn’t had a full meal since the end times, let alone refined rice.
But she didn’t push back, she had her own plans.
“Ms. Shangguan, my name is Qi Fu, and my family’s ancestors were all embroidery and cheongsam makers. My craft was practiced long before the end of the world.
If you believe me, I can customize a few cheongsams for you to thank the base for taking us in as mother and son.”
“You know how to make cheongsams?” Shangguan Ruoxi was surprised.
“That’s great, I just love national style stuff. Come back to me at Public House 8 and we’ll talk about it in detail, don’t worry, I’ll pay for it.”
He said and winked at Kif.
“Okay, Miss Shangguan.” She was surprised that this Miss Shangguan, who was rumored to be thunderous, was so approachable.
She must take out her life’s learning and make beautiful cheongsams for Shangguan Ruoxi.
And don’t ask for any payment. This rice is enough.
She was just about to be sorting out the rice bag to bring it back when she realized that there was a 500g packet of children’s milk powder pressed under the refined rice.
Kif’s tears couldn’t help but fall even then.
It was one of the few warmth she had felt since the end of the world.
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