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　　Qiu Xing coquettishly wrinkling her nose. “There is nothing to buy, we don’t need anything.”

　　“You don’t understand this.” Qiu Lan obviously has young face but her expression is very mature, she says a sentence at a time, “Rong Hu said, there are many good things in the Tong Kingdom that you can’t see anywhere else. The most famous is the cloth……”

　　Qiu Yue says with a smile, “What’s so rare about cloth? The cabins are piled up in hills, everything is top-notch, silk satin, it’s okay for you to pick one and make a dress, Duke Ming must be agree, right?” The last sentence is directed to ask Feng Ming.

　　Feng Ming smiles and nods. He couldn’t bear to see Qiu Lan’s disappointment, so he’s amiably follow up. “But the market should be very lively, even if you don’t buy clothes, it’s good to hang out.”

　　Qiu Lan says, “Of course I know we have the finest cloth here. But the most surprising thing about the cloth of the Tong Kingdom is the dyeing, there is a color called Emperor Purple which is really astonis.h.i.+ngly beautiful, I heard that other places can’t dye it, only the cloth workshop master of the Tong Kingdom can do it.”

　　The girl are mostly curious about the clothing and jewelry, they are immediately became interested in Qiu Lan’s words.

　　“Hey!” Qiu Yue says, “Why don’t you say it earlier? I have also heard of Emperor Purple, i didn’t expect it to be the place where I stood under my feet.”

　　Qiu Xing also shouts with widened eyes. “I don’t know what Emperor Purple is, but when it comes to the good stuff of the Tong Kingdom, I also think of one, there is something called what -men ah? A top trade waiting list rouge gouache. What is it called ah?”

　　Qiu Lan said with shame, “How do I know? I am only listening to Rong Hu, that’s why I have to go to the market…” she inclines her eyes and squints at Feng Ming, giving a pitiful cute look.

　　Feng Ming laughed loudly. “Okay! Okay! It’s so decided, let’s shopping in the market!”

　　Suddenly, a delicate shout is heard on the deck.

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　　After determining the target, a large number of people are transferred from the s.h.i.+p to the sh.o.r.e.

　　The horse ate the fresh and delicious gra.s.s on the sh.o.r.e, had long been flinging its tail, waiting for the owner. As soon as Feng Ming and other get on the horse, the whip swayed in the air, the horse neighing in a high spirit, and powerfully rushed forward.

　　The Xiao family’s Young Master, the maids, the guards, no less than thirty or forty people run toward Tong pond city, as if infected by the joy of their youthful blood, even the sun s.h.i.+ne brightly.

　　After entering the city, they can no longer run wildly, they each bound on their own mounts.

　　In every capital city of a big country, business is generally more prosperous, with more wealthy people.

　　Especially the satin cloth shop, no more or less, if not where will those bigwigs madams and misses spend their pocket money?

　　The larger shops are basically concentrated in a street, a bit like a modern commercial pedestrian street, selling clothes, selling rouge gouache, selling jewelry, selling gold and silverware, and more mouth-watering snacks.

　　Feng Ming and Qiu Yue have been off the horses, and handed over the horses to the guards, a group of people are wandering in front of them.