Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty Seven: East Picks West Picks
"Wool?" the waiter said in surprise.
For all the years he has been selling blankets, this is the first time he has had a customer come to buy wool.
"This..." The waiter opened his mouth in embarrassment, not knowing how to answer.
"Call your shopkeeper." Mu Wuchen said coldly from the side.
The waiter wanted to refuse, but for some reason, he was intimidated by Mu Wuchen's aura and quickly responded: "Yes, you two guests, please wait a moment."
After saying that, the waiter hurriedly ran upstairs.
At this time, Meng Yu stopped the carriage, walked in, and respectfully greeted Mu Wuchen: "Master."
"Yeah." Mu Wuchen responded expressionlessly and walked to Gu Xiaoyou's side.
Gu Xiaoyou didn't notice Meng Yu's arrival. As soon as the waiter left, she began to admire the blanket on the wall.
There are quite a few styles of blankets, but the knitting method is too simple, and they are all flat knitted.
Gu Xiaoyou had just been talking to Mu Wuchen about the weaving method of the scarf, and he was still deeply impressed. He recognized it at a glance as the simplest weaving method. It seemed that the level of wool weaving in Chaoyang Kingdom had just started, but the color of the blanket was quite good.
Rich, at least all the colors Gu Xiaoyou likes.
She looked at the blankets on the wall carefully. Mu Wuchen thought she was interested in the blankets and said, "Do you have any that you like? Buy one back?"
"Fortunately, I'm choosing a color." Gu Xiaoyou stood on tiptoe, leaned close to Mu Wuchen's ear, and whispered, "Let me see if there are haze blue and camel colors."
When Mu Wuchen heard this, a gleam of warmth flashed in his eyes. He looked at the blanket a few times and said softly: "The camel color is there. There is no haze blue, but there are cyan and dark blue."
Gu Xiaoyou looked in the direction Mu Wuchen pointed and whispered back: "The flower blue and the haze blue are quite similar, how about you make do with it."
Mu Wuchen chuckled. This was the first time he heard someone dare to ask him to give in.
"I can't say that I'm a general, but the green color is nice." Mu Wuchen gave himself a compliment and asked curiously: "What color do you like?"
"I like bright red scarves." Gu Xiaoyou replied. Who told her that she was too addicted to watching TV dramas? In the drama she watched last night, the heroine was wearing a red scarf.
"Or, pink, water-red, or rouge-colored ones will do." Gu Xiaoyou counted them carefully with his fingers.
Mu Wuchen listened to the color reported by Gu Xiaoyou. In this regard, she was no different from ordinary girls.
After Gu Xiaoyou counted a series of colors, he said with some embarrassment: "Isn't it a bit too girly?"
"It's okay." Mu Wuchen smiled lightly and said, "I match you very well."
Gu Xiaoyou's cheeks were slightly red: "You haven't seen what it looks like when knitted, how do you know it matches me well?"
When did this guy become so good at talking?
"Imagine it." Mu Wuchen explained.
Gu Xiaoyou was a little happy at first, but when he thought of Mu Wuchen's taste, his face darkened. He wouldn't think of her as a pink ball.
"What beauty can you come up with?" Gu Xiaoyou said with a hint of disgust.
Mu Wuchen said speechlessly: "I thought..."
Before Mu Wuchen could finish what he said, the waiter came back to the lobby with a middle-aged man: "The young man has brought the shopkeeper here."
"Yeah." Mu Wuchen took back what he was about to say and glanced at Meng Yu.
Meng Yu understood, stepped forward and showed something to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's originally casual expression suddenly became more respectful, and he said politely: "Please come upstairs to the private room.
Discuss in detail."
"Let's go." Mu Wuchen said to Gu Xiaoyou and stepped forward.
"Oh, okay." Gu Xiaoyou's line of sight was blocked just now and he didn't see Meng Yu's actions. He was just a little curious as to why the shopkeeper was so polite.
The three people followed the shopkeeper upstairs. Gu Xiaoyou and Mu Wuchen sat down in the private room. Meng Yu stood beside Mu Wuchen. The shopkeeper immediately went to the waiting room to serve good tea.
"No need to bother, we're just here to buy wool." Gu Xiaoyou waved his hand and quickly stopped him.
I just bought some wool, what kind of tea do I want to drink?
"I don't know what kind of yarn this young lady has taken her fancy. I will ask someone to get it and deliver it to your house." The shopkeeper said enthusiastically, and immediately went to the door to give some instructions.
Gu Xiaoyou was a little confused and asked Mu Wuchen in a low voice: "Isn't this shopkeeper stupid? Shouldn't we talk about the price first?"
Mu Wuchen knew the reason, but he couldn't explain it to Gu Xiaoyou, so he said quietly: "Let Meng Yu negotiate the price. Just choose the wool you want."
"Well, after Meng Yu has settled the deal, I will pay." Gu Xiaoyou said generously: "Don't rob me."
"Yeah." Mu Wuchen responded.
At this time, the waiter had already poured tea, and following the shopkeeper's instructions, several servants were brought in. The servants brought various kinds of wool through the door.
Mu Wuchen picked up the tea cup and used the tea lid to skim the tea foam on it: "Let's go pick some wool."
"Okay." Gu Xiaoyou stood up happily and went to pick out wool.
Mu Wuchen behind him skimmed off the tea foam, smelled the tea, frowned, and put the tea cup back on the table.
The shopkeeper noticed the man's actions and his eyelids twitched. Just when he was about to apologize, he saw Mu Wuchen glance at him coldly. The shopkeeper immediately closed his mouth and stood there honestly.
Mu Wuchen withdrew his gaze, stood up from the chair, and walked to Gu Xiaoyou's side with his hands behind his back to watch her choose wool.
Gu Xiaoyou picked up a ball of wool, tried it with his hands first, then took it to his neck and rubbed it a few times, looking like a raccoon slave playing with a ball of wool.
A smile flashed in Mu Wuchen's eyes, and he watched Gu Xiaoyou pick and choose, trying on every yarn.
Mu Wuchen watched patiently, and from time to time helped Gu Xiaoyou, who was struggling to raise his hands, pass the ball of wool.
Meng Yu, who was waiting behind him, opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe what he saw.
Is the person who chooses wool his own master? Is he not dreaming?
Mu Wuchen was keenly aware of the sight behind him and glanced lightly. Meng Yu's back felt cold and he subconsciously stood up straight, not daring to look at his master and Miss Gu.
Gu Xiaoyou didn't notice this, looked at all the yarns, and said worriedly: "What should I do? Everyone is good, I can't choose."
The quality of Chaoyangguo's wool is also very good. It is 100% pure wool and not scratchy at all. The colors are well dyed and the color is very even.
In addition to Gu Xiaoyou's favorite color, the feel makes Gu Xiaoyou fall in love with wool of other colors.
"Then buy them all." Mu Wuchen said.
"Wow, you are too arrogant. How much does this cost?" Gu Xiaoyou tugged on the hem of Mu Wuchen's clothes and motioned for him to lean over.
Chapter completed!