Chapter 1693

Miss Peng's face suddenly changed. She clapped the table and said angrily, "are you intentional? Do you despise our Peng family? "

Shopkeeper Yu said: "don't be angry, Miss Peng. The little old man opens the door to do business. Anyone who comes into our Tianyi Pavilion never fails to look at it. The reason why this dress can't be sold to Miss Peng is that the owner of the dress has already existed, and the little old businessman doesn't sell two of the goods at a time. This is a rule. Since the rule has never broken the rule, I hope I like it Sister Haihan. " "Then why can't we do another one?" said Miss Zhao

Shopkeeper Yu said: "to be honest, this piece of cloth likes to take is made of cloud silk. This cloth has been woven for three months. There is no cloud silk left at all. Young and old people are willing to make this dress for the young lady, but they are also powerless."

When it comes to cloud silk, how can miss Peng and Miss Zhao, who are high-ranking women, not know that this kind of thing is more expensive than gold and can't be bought with money. Even the lady in the palace can't wear it.

Miss Peng likes this dress even more. She is such an identity, and the person to be married is the son of Wenchang Prefecture. Of course, such honor should be matched with cloud silk.

She stretched out her hand and took the burden from the shopkeeper: "I'm going to fix this happy dress."

Shopkeeper Yu didn't notice for a while, but she took it away. He didn't expect that Miss Peng would do such an unidentified thing. He was furious: "Miss Peng, what are you doing?"

Miss Peng sneered, "what are you doing? Naturally, I'm looking for you to buy something. Why? Afraid I can't afford it? "

Shopkeeper Yu also sneered. He had been polite to her before. He didn't say anything unpleasant. Unexpectedly, she was such a woman who didn't care about her identity.

"Miss Peng, to be honest, you can't afford this dress."

This sentence is like a loud slap in the face of Miss Peng, which makes her hot and painful. She is ashamed and angry. Pointing to manager Yu, she said, "you dare to insult me and our Pengs like this. OK, tell me how much this dress is worth."

Shopkeeper Yu held out five fingers.

"Five hundred liang?" said Miss Zhao

Shopkeeper Yu shook his head.

Miss Zhao guessed again, "five thousand liang?"

Shopkeeper Yu shook his head again.

This time Miss Peng's face is more and more: "is it difficult to ask 50000 liang?"

Shopkeeper Yu said: "it's not 50000 Liang, but 500000 Liang. As you can see, the cloud silk alone cost 40000 Liang to purchase, plus three months' hard work and fine weaving, dyeing cloth with Tianxiang yukou, and sending it to Tianyi Pavilion to cut fine embroidery. It costs more than 100000 Liang. I say 500000 Liang, but less."

If it's only fifty thousand Liang, the Peng family may be able to buy her something. But if it's fifty thousand Liang, even if the Peng family has the money, it's impossible to buy her a happy dress.

Miss Peng said: "you can tell me how much the price is. You can tell me a million Liang tomorrow. Who knows? Besides, there are many rich people in Kyoto, but who will spend half a million Liang to make a wedding dress? "

Shopkeeper Yu recaptured Xifu from Miss Peng's hands, but said slowly: "it's my son who made this Xifu."

The world knows that Tianyi Pavilion is the property of tens of thousands of families. Now the head of tens of thousands of families is wan Kun, the young man who is not yet 16 years old. Since he took over tens of thousands of businesses a year ago, tens of thousands of families have gone up to another level. They have become the richest son of Chu Dynasty.