In fact, Zilu already knew just now that it was Haitang. Otherwise, why would there be a signboard of "Begonia Dyeing House" hanging at the door! It is not only the signboard of the dyeing house, but also the name of the No. 1 lady!
Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, you hide it very badly.
Therefore, Zilu's eyes almost never left Haitang. He quietly observed this woman. She was young, even young, and looked no different from ordinary women. Where did all her ideas come from? What was in her little head?
What is it carrying?
"Mr. Zhang, among the four of us, it would be unfair for any one of us to take your flowers. I think it would be better to give them to Mr. Zilu." Haitang said while refilling the tea for the two of them.
Pfft, Zilu almost vomited when he heard this. How could I, a grown man, like these flowers and plants? What’s more, they were given by another man. Isn’t this just dragging me down the path of short-sleeved clothes?
"Since ancient times, flowers and beauties have been the perfect match. I can only borrow flowers to offer to Buddha and dedicate them to one of the four girls again." Zilu declined with a smile.
"You two young masters are so kind, and we accept it with a smile." After Haitang said that, she picked up the bouquet of flowers and hung it on the wall. This way, she didn't have to be embarrassed by a bouquet of flowers.
It is indeed a clever and good idea. It is better to have a garden full of flowers than to have flowers in one hand. There is no need to be modest or embarrassed.
"Remember to dry it in the winter and drink it as flower tea." Haitang said with a smile.
Haitang still doesn't know what Mr. Zhang means by bringing Mr. Zilu today. When it comes to buying cloth, first of all, he is a man and does not seem to be someone who is interested in cloth. After entering the hospital, he did not look at the dye in the dye vat.
Take a closer look at the fabric.
Could it be that he came here to chat? Mr. Zhang is not a person who has nothing to do with chatting. This Mr. Lu has a sharp eye and does not want to be idle. Moreover, he is very well-dressed.
Bai Haitang was sizing him up in her mind, looking back and forth on his palms and waist. Sometimes he could also infer a little bit of this person's background from these aspects.
"Mr. Zilu, let me show you some cloth samples." Lamei didn't have the same thoughts as Haitang, thinking that the people brought by Mr. Zhang were naturally buying cloth.
I am anxious to recommend fabric samples to the other party.
"Okay..." Mr. Zilu stood up and followed Lamei to look at the cloth swatches.
"I wonder what color you want, sir?" Lamei asked.
"This?" Zilu really couldn't tell. After all, he didn't plan to buy cloth, but wanted to get to know the first lady, Haitang. Now it seems that the only way to start is to buy cloth.
"Young master, why don't you tell me how old the women in the family are and what their skin color is like. I can recommend some colors to you." Lamei is a good service person. She keeps in mind Sister Haitang's instructions to do her best for every customer who comes to buy cloth.
"They..." The young prince thought about it, there were too many female relatives, and they were of all ages.
"Let's have some of everything." Prince Zilu thought for a while, so that it wouldn't be difficult for anyone.
"How much does each cost?" Lamei asked.
Zilu had no idea how many feet of cloth could be used to make a piece of clothing. How could he, a leader of an army, know this? If he had known that Haitang dyed cloth, he could have made more preparations.
"What do you think Miss Lamei is suitable for?" Zilu asked for advice.
"I don't know how many women the young master has in his family and how many they need, but I really hope that the young master will buy all these cloths." Lamei teased with a smile.