Chapter 193: Madam, which hairpin do you like?
Bai Wei felt a pang in her heart as she watched, reaching out to stroke Xiao Lujing's fluffy head.
"That won't happen. My home isn't in the Heavenly Palace; it's in a place just like yours. Even if I go home, I will still come back later."
Only then did Xiao Lujing nod vigorously. He thought for a moment and held out his fist.
"Then it's a deal! I can make Mud Figurines. When I'm better, I'll make a little dog for you."
After speaking, he leaned into Bai Wei's ear and whispered.
"Dad can make Mud Figurines too; I'm the one who taught him. He made so many Mud Figurines, all of them looking like Sister Bai. He keeps them on his desk to look at every day, and he even talks to them."
"What?" Bai Wei was shocked, and her neck immediately burned hot.
What on earth had Xiao Moting been doing behind her back!
Xiao Lujing blinked. "Sister Bai, this is Dad's secret. You can't tell anyone, or he'll beat me up."
"Okay." Bai Wei held out her right hand, smiling as she bumped fists with him, while also lowering her voice. "Lujing, help me keep a secret watch on Xiao Moting. If he does anything strange again in the future, just write it down and tell me later."
Xiao Lujing nodded vigorously in secret. "Okay, I'll keep an eye on him. I won't let him do anything to wrong Sister Bai!"
He had made up his mind.
He would be Bai Wei's little spy, helping her keep an eye on Xiao Moting in the army to prevent him from flirting with other girls.
"It's a deal!"
The two solemnly bumped fists.
Fist-bumping was a custom in the Northern Frontier Army.
Whenever there was an agreement, the two parties would bump fists to seal it, and it could not be broken.
Bai Wei's eyes curved into crescents.
Xiao Moting probably never dreamed that he had an informant planted in the Northern Frontier Army.
Soon.
Bai Wei changed into the dress Xiao Moting had sent over inside the tent.
The dress was something Xiao Moting had bought at the Embroidered Garment Workshop in the city.
Outside the tent, Xiao Moting stood guard.
This temporary tent had originally been his living quarters, but now it was given to Bai Wei.
There were no women in the Northern Frontier Army. Now that Shennü Daren had arrived, the soldiers consciously retreated ten meters away, using the tent she lived in as the center, and stood guard day and night with blades and spears.
Bai Wei finished changing into the dress, picked up a light veil to cover her face, and walked out of the tent.
Xiao Moting stood outside the door, looking up, and for a moment, he felt dazed.
The girl before him had her water-blue skirt hem fluttering in the breeze, her dark hair drifting with the wind, and her fair, clean face covered by a plain gauze veil, revealing only a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water.
He forgot to breathe as he watched.
Compared to the Bai Wei in the photos, the woman before him was more beautiful, more moving, and more real...
Being stared at intently by Xiao Moting, Bai Wei blushed.
Xiao Moting also realized he was being improper, immediately looked away, and said in a low voice.
"Bai, let's go."
The Beijiang Junying was stationed not far outside Shiya City, and the two soon arrived in the city.
The streets were paved with bluestone slabs, flanked by shops and houses with white walls and grey tiles.
Pedestrians came and went, and peddlers carried bamboo baskets, hawking their wares along the street.
"Fragrant scallion pancakes, five wen each!"
"Sharpening scissors, sharpening knives..."
Bai Wei's eyes widened.
An ancient scroll from a thousand years ago was unfolding vividly before her eyes, as if the people in the painting had all come to life in an instant!
"Wow, the ancient streets are so lively."
Xiao Moting smiled slightly. "It's market day today, so the commoners from the villages outside the city have all come into town."
Bai Wei ran over to a vendor selling porcelain.
On the roadside stall, a dazzling array of porcelain was displayed.
Bai Wei's eyes lit up as she looked, and she blurted out.
"Antiques, these are all antiques!"
She picked up a Celadon bowl; the bottom of the smooth, warm Celadon bowl was painted with two lifelike carp.
Bai Wei was astonished!
She had seen this Green Fish Bowl in an auction house catalog, and it had sold for ten million!
She never expected that in ancient Daliang, there would be an identical item.
Bai Wei suppressed the excitement in her heart and cautiously asked for the price.
"Boss, how much for this bowl? Such a beautiful bowl must be very expensive, right?"
"Not expensive, ten wen."
"What?" Bai Wei suspected she had misheard.
The precious Celadon Green Fish Bowl, worth ten million in the modern era, only sold for ten wen in ancient Daliang—not even enough to buy a jin of coarse rice!
Bai Wei quickly pointed to a Sweet White Porcelain Chopstick Holder.
"Then... what about that one? How much is it?"
She had seen a similar porcelain chopstick holder at Director Wu's auction, where it had fetched thirteen million.
This time, the boss, wearing a Coarse Cloth robe, was even more direct.
"Five wen!"
"If you buy three pieces of porcelain, I will give you one for free."
Bai Wei was stunned.
"Such precious antiques, selling for only a few wen, and it's buy-three-get-one-free!"
"Cheap, it's truly too cheap!"
Bai Wei was so happy that tears were almost flowing out!
Heavens!
These antiques, which are worth tens of millions in the modern era, are practically dirt cheap in ancient times!
For just over ten wen, one can buy antiques worth tens of millions.
She had struck it rich!
"Buy, buy, buy!" Bai Wei smiled until her eyes curved into little crescents.
She never expected that by coming to the ancient Daliang, she could make a fortune!
It was perfect, as she had just spent money to renovate the Vegetable Base, costing over a hundred million, and she had also promised the Township Head to invest in a village school, which would cost a lot of money!
Furthermore, she also wanted to open a restaurant to provide extra meals for the Northern Frontier Army in the future!
All of this required money!
Bai Wei took a deep breath and rolled up her sleeves.
She was going to go shopping in ancient times!
Buy, buy, buy!
Buying all kinds of porcelain, sets of Wine Pot and Wine Cup, Colored Porcelain Flower Vase, White Porcelain Silver-Inlaid Chopsticks, Ivory White Glazed Porcelain Plate...
Buying jade ware, Green Jade Round Bi, White Jade Dish, Ivory Inlaid Jade Comb, Green Jade Ruyi, Jasper Mountain Ornament...
Buying Bronze Ware, Bronze Mirror, Bronze Cup, Bronze Bowl, Bronze Rooster, Bronze Knife...
Bai Wei went on a shopping spree, making a massive purchase in ancient times.
Usually, when Xiao Moting sent her items, he didn't quite understand the value of antiques in the modern era, so the items he sent were random.
Now that she had come to ancient times, she chose only the valuable antiques according to the auction catalogs!
Bai Wei was responsible for buying, and Xiao Moting was responsible for following behind her, paying and carrying the bags.
In the crowd, Qin Zhan and over a dozen other Northern Frontier Army soldiers had changed into civilian clothes, disguising themselves as commoners to follow the two as guards.
But soon, the arms of several guards were also full of items.
In less than an hour, Bai Wei had bought several large bags of antiques, packed into cloth sacks.
Seeing that the guards could barely carry any more, she finally stopped.
Just as she was about to leave, she saw a stall selling Jewelry by the side of the road and immediately ran over.
On the stall were all kinds of Jewelry, from Hairpin and rings to earrings, everything one could wish for.
Bai Wei couldn't help but exclaim in wonder.
"How exquisite."
These ancient pieces of Jewelry were all handmade, and the flowers, birds, butterflies, and insects on them were lifelike.
"Would you like to pick one out?" Xiao Moting said in a low voice.
The stall owner looked up and saw Xiao Moting, immediately breaking into a smile.
"Young master, you are so handsome! Why not buy a Hairpin for your wife?"
The word 'wife' made Bai Wei blush and her heart race.
Xiao Moting's eyes held a smile as he asked her solemnly, "Wife, which Hairpin do you like?"
The man's usually cold and low voice carried a hint of magnetism.
End of Chapter
