"Husband, which rouge is better?" Zhao Qingmei looked at the rouge on the stall, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Tan Yun looked left and right, and after hearing Zhao Qingmei's words, he also looked over.
Does my uncle even understand rouge?
"Do I think...?"
An Jing looked at it carefully for a few times, then pondered: "Boss, which of your rouges tastes good?"
Tan Yun became a little confused: "???"
Aren’t you stupid?
Can this rouge still be eaten as a side dish?
Zhao Qingmei's face turned red, and then she glared at An Jing. She was not like An Jing, who could be so unbridled and unobtrusive in public.
"Sir, if it comes to taste, Golden Flower Rouge is the best. It not only smells floral, but also has a sweet taste."
The vendor smiled knowingly, then looked at Zhao Qingmei and said: "Madam, our rouge is all top quality. It is made by twisting out the juice from the best rouge, washing it clean, and steaming it with floral dew.
. Just pick up a little on a thin hairpin and apply it on your lips. Dissolve it with a little water and apply it on the palm of your hand, and it will be enough to pat your face."
"In this way, the quality is very good." Zhao Qingmei picked up a box of rouge and looked at it carefully.
"The quality must be good. If it's stained with water and the color is lighter, it's absolutely free of charge." The vendor said hurriedly.
An Jing said from the side: "Then give me a lighter color."
The hawker moved his hands and his smile froze.
"Pfft!"
When Tan Yun heard his uncle's words, he couldn't hold it in anymore and shouted: "I also want a light-colored one, as you said, the lighter-colored ones don't cost any money."
My uncle is so bad! My uncle said it all.
"Don't listen to their nonsense. Pick up these two boxes of rouge."
Zhao Qingmei rolled her eyes at An Jing and pointed at the two wooden boxes of rouge on the stall.
"okay."
The vendor heaved a sigh of relief and quickly wrapped up the two boxes of rouge, "A box of golden flower rouge and a box of brocade rouge cost a total of three hundred coins."
Zhao Qingmei raised her eyebrows and said, "Isn't three hundred coins too expensive?"
"Madam, these are the finest gold flower rouge and brocade rouge. They are really not expensive. Otherwise, you can give me two hundred and ninety cents." The vendor had a smile on his face. In his opinion, these three items
Among people, the beautiful lady in front of me should be the most talkative one.
"It's still too expensive, can it be cheaper?" Zhao Qingmei shook her head regretfully.
"Two hundred and eighty-five articles, really can't be any less."
The vendor gritted his teeth and pretended to be heartbroken.
Zhao Qingmei sighed, "Forget it, my husband doesn't earn much money a year. This rouge is too much of a burden for him."
With that said, Zhao Qingmei pulled An Jing, who was hesitant to speak, towards the distance.
"Madam, don't leave, I'll give you two hundred and eighty cents," the vendor shouted quickly.
Zhao Qingmei pulled An Jing as if turning a deaf ear, and then continued walking forward.
"Madam, please don't leave. How much do you want to say?"
The hawker was anxious.
"Two hundred and fifty articles." Zhao Qingmei thought for a while and said.
"Two hundred and fifty coins is unlucky in our hometown, let's say two hundred and forty coins." An Jing couldn't help but laugh.
"Then two hundred and forty coins, I will listen to my husband." Zhao Qingmei said and looked at the hawker.
"Two hundred and forty cents, that's impossible." When the vendor heard this, his eyes widened and he shook his head repeatedly, "At least two hundred and fifty cents, absolutely no less."
Tan Yun was listening, and her heart suddenly moved. She was about to speak when she heard Zhao Qingmei say.
"Forget it, let's go over there and have a look."
I saw Zhao Qingmei pulling An Jing towards the Southwest Night Market.
step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
.......
"Madam, please stay here, two hundred and forty coins, then two hundred and forty coins!"
The vendor sighed and shouted.
I drank two cups of tea here in the cold wind and drank them for a long time. This is the only guest today.
When Zhao Qingmei heard this, a proud smile appeared on her lips.
When Tan Yun saw this, his eyes widened, and then he gave Zhao Qingmei a thumbs up.
An Jing also didn't expect that Zhao Qingmei could actually master such a skill.
The hawker sighed and said: "Madam, you are as beautiful as a fairy. I didn't expect that you are also a good bargainer. I haven't seen an opponent as powerful as you for a long time. I will sell it to madam at a loss today to take advantage of madam's unique skills."
Your appearance will bring you good luck."
"Then help me pack it up." Zhao Qingmei chuckled.
"Okay, ma'am, please put it away."
The vendor was very quick and quickly wrapped up the two boxes of rouge.
"This is money, count it."
Zhao Qingmei took out the money and put it on the stall, looked at An Jing and said, "Let's go."
"good."
An Jing quickly raised Rouge.
The vendor knelt down and counted the pennies on the stall, then was slightly stunned.
"Eh... is this three hundred coins? Madam! Madam, you gave me too much!"
........
The lights are dim and the breeze is gentle.
"Miss, you were really awesome just now." Tan Yun couldn't help but clicked his tongue and said, "That vendor would have to sell it to you at a loss."
"It's just a psychological game."
Zhao Qingmei smiled faintly and said: "He said he was selling it at a loss, but he was just fooling you. If he really lost money, why did he sell it? These rouges won't go bad in a short time?"
An Jing nodded beside him, fully agreeing with Zhao Qingmei's words.
All the bustle in the world is for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. No one would do business at a loss, so Tan Yun believed the words of the hawker.
"Husband, do you think I look good now?"
Zhao Qingmei took out a box of rouge, then lightly dabbed it on her lips.
The eyes are full of spring water, and the clear waves are looking forward to. People can't help but want to kiss Fangze and find out what's going on.
"Good-looking, my wife is good-looking all the time." An Jing replied skillfully without thinking.
"That's all good-looking. When did you like me the most?" Zhao Qingmei had a hint of cunning in her eyes.
This is a gift proposition.
An Jing's heart moved. He looked at those bright red lips and said, "What I like most is when you hesitate."
Hearing this, Zhao Qingmei's face suddenly turned red to the root of her neck.
Tan Yun came over like a kitten, then looked confused.
"Don't you want to eat it? Now let's see if it tastes good."
Zhao Qingmei was ashamed and angry. She swiped her finger and then took out a ball of rouge and smeared it on An Jing's mouth.
An Jing subconsciously pursed his lips, which suddenly became as bright as blood.
Tan Yun put his hands beside him and smiled and said: "My uncle is very beautiful. No wonder Han Wenxin likes to have wine with my uncle. If I were Han Wenxin, I would also like to have wine with my uncle."
"You can't say this nonsense."
When An Jing heard this, he said anxiously.
When I think of Han Wenxin's obscene and obscene appearance, I simply can't bear to look at it.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
When Zhao Qingmei saw this, she also bent over with laughter.
Her big eyes are charming and charming, the water covers the ground with mist, the corners of her small mouth are raised, revealing two pear dimples, and her laughter is even more crisp and sweet.
Tan Yun was also biting his lips and suppressing his laughter.
"Laugh if you want." An Jing said angrily.
"Goose goose goose goose..." Tan Yun brazenly laughed out loud.
Seeing the two of them laughing, An Jing raised the corners of his mouth slightly and started laughing too.
I have been looking for spring for half my life, and all it takes is your smile.