"How can it be said that it is a mess, these things are very important."
Ao Feng said solemnly: "We are about to welcome the new hostess. Of course, the king's house must have rules first. But it took me a long time to find it out of the library of the patriarch, Come on, let's learn quickly. "
"What are you doing?"
Ye Qingli came over from the side and saw the three of them arguing, asking curiously.
Then she saw the stack of books.
Ye Qingli flipped through the book curiously.
Then, she smiled directly ...
"Ao Feng, are you having a problem?"
"Everyone is so familiar, do you need these things?"
Ye Qingli clapped her hands directly.
"Ao Xue, burn all these messy things."
Ao Xue quickly took the book away.
Ao Feng looked painful.
"That's all my hard work ..."
"Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry and go shopping with me."
"what to buy?"
Asked proudly.
"Well, accompany me to see Tianpu Street."
Tianpu Street is a commercial street that sells silk cloth.
Almost 90% of the silk industry in Fengyi City is monopolized.
So, upon hearing this, the proud wind was immediately excited.
It seems that Miss Ye is about to prepare her wedding dress!
This is a great event!
He looks like Rong Yan.
Immediately called a dozen servants, and accompanied Ye Qingli and Xiao He out of the house.
They got off the carriage at the street junction.
Then, Aofeng said very diligently: "Master Wang, are you going to buy scarlet, or bright yellow, or green?"
These are suitable for dresses, some for formal wear, and some for casual wear.
In short, all are very suitable colors.
Aofeng was very diligent in doing his duties as a butler, while breaking his fingers.
"The subordinate knows that there are several silks made of silk from the snowy mountains. The quality is very good. The princess might as well go and see ..."
"Are there any white ones?"
"Uh……"
The arrogant arrogance was being cut off suddenly.
He suspected that he had heard it wrong.
White?
However, just when he hesitated, Ye Qingli stepped in.
"Sorry, there is no white silk in this shop."
The old white beard shopkeeper said politely.
Originally, white satin is very difficult to sell.
Because, in the custom of Daluo, white is a very unlucky color.
It will be worn only when it is a funeral.
However, they cannot expect the dead every day, right?
Therefore, in general satin villages, there is very little inventory.
Ye Qingli ran three, but none of them.
She could not help scratching her head.
And Xiao He cried in a hurry.
Miss, what is this moth about?
Should I use white for the wedding dress?
Isn't this just to find yourself happy?
Moreover, it will definitely be laughed at!
Aofeng said with a frown on the side: "Princess, you might as well consider considering ..."
Whatever he thinks, Ye Qingli feels a little unreliable.
It's just a whim!
Is it that during the wedding, each person wrapped a white sheet?
Oh my god, think about that style of painting.
Aofeng feels that he is better to die first.
Ye Qingli touched her chin.
"Originally, cotton and light yarn can also be used. However, I still prefer the texture of silk, especially this kind of snow silk."