"It's rare for you to be so generous. Take some money out today and treat Jian Yi and his friends to a nice meal."
"As for making clothes, don't worry. Senior Ye said that the account will be recorded in the Ninth Prince's Mansion. Why are we so polite?"
"She...that person really said that?" Looking at Feng Jiu'er, Little Cherry asked in a low voice.
"That's right." Feng Jiu'er nodded, "So, you're welcome! Hurry up and pick."
I don’t know if it was because of Mu Mu’s words, “You deserve this,” that Feng Jiuer really didn’t want to be polite anymore.
Moreover, Uncle Nine Emperors is so rich that they cannot lose his identity as they come out and enter the same door with him.
"Since Jiu'er said that, I won't be polite." Little Cherry nodded, looking past Feng Jiu'er and looking at Qiao Mu, "Miss Qiao, pick it up quickly."
"It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not. The most important thing is that it's free. We don't want it in vain."
If it were anyone else, Little Cherry might not be so thick-skinned.
However, the person who said this was Ye Luosha. Little Cherry couldn't wait to use up all her money. Who made her almost kill Jiu'er?
However, how can the money of those Ye Luosha people be used up by just making a few clothes?
"I really don't understand. It was all done by my parents in the past. How can I possibly understand?"
Hearing Qiao Mu's words that there was nothing wrong, Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes.
"Stop nagging, let's see what color you like and we'll give you some advice, okay?"
"Okay." Qiao Mu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "That's what I've been waiting for."
"Hurry up, we have already picked it out and still have to do it. If we can't make it before tonight, what will we wear in the New Year?" Little Cherry began to worry.
"Yes, what should we wear in the New Year?" Feng Jiuer repeated Xiao Yingying's words with a smile.
The tailor promised in front of Ye Luosha that the matter would be completed today, and Feng Jiuer was not worried.
One master can't finish it, five, five can't finish it, ten. Anyway, she has confidence, so what does she have to worry about?
"Do I like it?" Qiao Mu began to choose fabrics carefully this time, "I'll take a look and tell you which one I like."
"Let's choose the ones we like first. Ninth Prince, Jian Yi and Mu Mu should all be postponed, right?" Xiao Yingying suggested.
"Anyway, their requirements are not high, Jiu'er, what do you think?"
Feng Jiuer glanced sideways and nodded: "Okay, let's choose the one we like first."
However, there is nothing wrong with Jian Yi not having high requirements, and Mu Mu can barely tolerate it. However, it cannot be justified to say that Uncle Nine Emperors does not have high requirements.
How could Little Cherry think so much? Men's clothes are no different.
What's more, the three men they were talking about now were not dressed in fancy clothes, so she subconsciously thought that their demands were not high.
Soon, Little Cherry found two pieces of cloth for herself and one for Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu found another one herself, and the store said she could make two with different styles, which she thought was enough.
Feng Jiuer did not rush to find them for herself. Instead, she found several horses for Jianyi and Mu Mu, and she also found some.
Zhao Xiaoxiao unceremoniously found a few pieces for herself, suggested one or two pieces to her elder brother, and then began to add other fabrics to her clothes.
Perhaps because of special instructions, except for Feng Jiuer and her people, the rest of the people in the store are the store owner's helpers, and there are no more customers.
But, even so, the store clerk is very busy.
The store was filled with the voices of several women and clerks, making it very lively.
After finally deciding on the clothes for Jian Yi and Mu Mu, the shop owner brought out several tailors, and some of the tailors brought fabrics in to make clothes.
After a busy round, Feng Jiuer did not spend too much time on herself.
And her Nine Emperors Uncle's clothes, how could she have time to waste them?
"Little Cherry, please follow up. Qiao Mu will also help to check to avoid any mistakes. I want to see how the Nine Emperors Uncle's clothes should be matched."
After saying a word, Feng Jiuer turned around and looked at the area with the most expensive fabrics.
Qiao Mu considered his words with the clerk, then looked back at her.
"The Ninth Prince has nothing to choose from. His clothes are either black or gray, as long as the material is good enough."
Qiao Mu was telling the truth, and Feng Jiuer also knew it.
But when she was preparing clothes for herself just now, she had a new idea. Feng Jiuer wanted to prepare a unique piece of clothes for Uncle Nine Emperors.
During the New Year, everyone should feel refreshed, and Jiuhuangshu should also change a bit.
Thinking about the design in her mind, Feng Jiuer pointed out a few pieces of cloth.
The shop owner hurriedly walked over and made a mark next to the fabric Feng Jiuer pointed to.
I spent a whole hour in the cloth shop going back and forth.
For women, this time flies by in the blink of an eye.
Xing Zizhou was no exception. He sometimes stood and sometimes sat, his eyes almost never moving away from Little Cherry.
Whenever Little Cherry needs help, he will definitely appear in front of her as soon as possible.
Zhao Yusheng had been sitting aside for a long time, taking out a book and flipping through it, ignoring the noise in the store.
An hour later, the two people upstairs were invited down.
Everyone left the cloth shop together.
The shop owner, several shop assistants, and tailors all came out to see him off.
"General Mu, Miss Jiu'er, please go slowly, we will definitely deliver the clothes to your house on time." The shop owner waved his hand with a smile.
Feng Jiuer nodded, turned around and pushed the sword forward.
Looking up at the sky, she rubbed her flat belly.
"Everyone, listen up. Miss Qiao is asking for lunch today. Just pick a good place and let's have an expensive but not filling meal."
"If you're not full, what's the use of eating?" Jian Yi raised his lips slightly and asked softly.
Feng Jiuer patted his shoulder gently and raised the corner of her mouth slightly.
"Jian Daxia, you don't know something. When your life is better, you can't just think about filling your stomach. Do you understand?"
"Among other things, I can't miss abalone, ginseng, bird's nest, etc. today."
"Anyway, our Miss Qiao has saved a lot over the years. It's not a big deal to have a meal, right?"
Looking back at Qiao Mu, Feng Jiuer gently patted her shoulder.
"I don't care. If the Ninth Princess wants to eat, she must eat the best."
Before Feng Jiuer could speak, Qiao Mu looked at Little Cherry and said, "Little Cherry, remember, go back and tell the Ninth Prince what I said today."
"Maybe the Ninth Prince will give me some reward when he is happy, and the money for this meal will come back."
"Who is your ninth princess? What nonsense!" Feng Jiuer snorted coldly.
"There is only one Ninth Prince. Of course you are the Ninth Prince's Ninth Princess. How could you be mine?" Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows.
"Yes!" Little Cherry also smiled happily.
Several women were chatting, but little did they know that Mu Mu's aura had changed a long time ago.
