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Chapter 160 The Strange Old Woman

As usual, Zhao Xingzhou went from his house to the shop on South Street.

When passing Yanzhi Lane, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Zhao Xingzhou steadied himself and asked, "What's going on?"

The servant lifted the carriage curtain and pointed forward, motioning Zhao Xingzhou to look.

Zhao Xingzhou looked in the direction the servant pointed, and his eyes darkened.

There was an old lady with gray hair in front of me. She seemed to be someone who lived in Yanzhi Lane.

It is filled with women from brothels who live here when they grow old and lose their looks.

It is said to be a place to live, but in fact it is just a change of place to do cheap business.

The old woman with gray hair, hunched body and frail appearance was wearing the brocade that was unique to their shop and shipped from Xiliang.

This cloth costs eight hundred taels per piece. When the sun shines on it, there will be a faint halo, like clouds and mist, hence the name Yunjin.

Although it is not top-notch luxury, it is indeed unique to their store.

People living in Rouge Lane definitely can’t afford it.

In addition, if such people were allowed to wear the brocade produced in their shop, then in the future, who among the dignitaries in the capital would be willing to buy brocade?

Zhao Xingzhou glanced at the old woman and ordered, "Zhao Cai, stop her."

The servant named Zhao Cai got the order and immediately jumped off the carriage and stopped the old woman who was about to enter the alley, "Old lady, stop, my young master is looking for you."

The old lady stopped and looked at the carriage beside her. She laughed hoarsely twice, "Your young master is looking for me? I didn't expect that young people nowadays have such a hobby!"

Maybe it was a habit from her youth, she said this very smoothly.

Zhao Xingzhou, who was in the car, had a handsome and gentle face that suddenly turned as dark as an iron pot.

Thinking about the reputation of the shop, he suppressed the disgust in his heart and asked, "Old man, I see that the clothes you are wearing are very special. I wonder where you bought them. I also want to buy one for my elders at home."

His voice was calm, without a trace of disgust.

Years of business experience have made him good at hiding his emotions, so that during negotiations, the other party cannot guess his bottom price.

The old woman looked with her turbid eyes, lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, and tried to see the person in the dark, but she could see nothing.

After a moment, a word came out from the wrinkled throat, "I picked it up."

This dress looks newly made, there is no way it could have been picked up.

The old woman is lying.

Zhao Cai stood in front of the old woman and said angrily, "Old lady, our master is talking to you nicely. Don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit. Tell the truth!"

The old woman smiled flatteringly, "Drinking? I like drinking the most. As long as you pay enough, I can even sleep with you! Sir, where are we going to drink?"

Because she was so ugly, this smile was uglier than crying.

Zhao Cai felt sick to his stomach, so he started to curse: "Old whore, don't you think you have any moral character? How dare you insult my son like this..."

"Forget it, let's go." Zhao Xingzhou stopped Zhao Cai.

Zhao Cai covered his mouth and nose in disgust, sat back in the carriage, and drove away quickly.

After walking for a while and finally leaving Rouge Lane, Zhao Cai asked, "Why don't you ask more questions, young master?"

Zhao Xingzhou said calmly: "You have been following me for so long, haven't you learned to read people's expressions?"

Zhao Cai was puzzled, "Sir, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Xingzhou explained: "The old woman did it on purpose, just to make us dislike her."

"Sir, do you mean that there is something wrong with the fabric?"

"Well, go check it out later."

"Yes, little one understands."