Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 192: Meeting Without Recognizing, Space Upgrades Again (1)_1

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Meeting Without Recognizing, Space Upgrades Again (1)_1

Having heard about a reputable blacksmith shop, Mo Yan found the master blacksmith and brought out the drawings. She explained in detail the specific designs of the surgical knife and the hollow needle, and only after the blacksmith confirmed his ability to make them did she pay the deposit and agree to come back for them the day after tomorrow.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Mo Yan continued shopping. She encountered nothing out of place but did discover many amusing items, which she bought one by one.

Seeing someone selling various stuffed animal toys on the street, Mo Yan noticed they weren’t as exaggerated and entertaining as those in her previous life, but they were wonderfully lifelike and quite convincing.

Remembering the many promises of treats she had made to Little Flower, Mo Yan, with a grand gesture, bought a rabbit stuffed toy, a tiger stuffed toy, and a pig stuffed toy, thinking Little Flower would like them.

As her hands became increasingly full, Mo Yan went to a secluded and unoccupied corner of the wall and stored all the items in her Space.

Seeing that it was still early, Mo Yan decided to stroll a bit more before heading home. When she arrived at a silver store called ’Duobao Pavilion,’ she saw that it was bustling with customers and doing great business, so she went inside. If she saw any jewelry she liked, she could buy it and take her time admiring it at home.

Duobao Pavilion was quite spacious, with two floors in total. The upper floor was a VIP room, catering to prestigious clientele, where attendants would present the latest styles from catalogues for the distinguished guests to choose from; the lower floor welcomed wealthy merchants or those who wanted to see the items in person.

"Ah, this young lady, please come in, please come in."

The attendant did a double take upon seeing Mo Yan but then warmly welcomed her inside.

It wasn’t strange for the attendant to react like that, considering Duobao Pavilion was the most famous silver store in Jing City, where even the most common piece of jewelry was enough to sustain an ordinary family for several years; thus, the patrons were either rich or noble.

When young ladies from large households came here, they were always flanked by a retinue of maids and servants. It was extremely rare to see someone like Mo Yan, who came alone and dressed so... well, plainly.

Mo Yan was unaware of this and simply thought that the attendant’s attitude was quite good. She leisurely walked up to the counter and, seeing the exquisitely made jewelry on display, nodded appreciatively.

In ancient times, all jewelry was handmade. Compared to the advanced tools and equipment of the modern day, achieving such a level of fineness was quite impressive.

After looking around for a while, Mo Yan didn’t find any jewelry that she liked and decided to leave. Just as she turned to go, she bumped into someone, or more precisely, someone bumped into her.

"You bumpkin, are you blind or what?"

Mo Yan had just steadied herself when a sharp shriek pierced her ears, making her eardrums buzz.

The woman’s scream instantly attracted everyone’s attention, with some casting discreetly contemptuous glances at her.

Truly well-mannered young ladies would never be so rude in public.

The shouting girl was dressed in silk and brocade, around thirteen or fourteen years old, with delicate features and quite beautiful, but her arrogance somehow managed to diminish her beauty a notch.

"Shanshan, be reasonable. It’s enough for this young lady to offer an apology," said a dignified and beautiful woman standing behind the girl, chastising her gently but with an obvious tone of indulgence and spoiling. She glanced at Mo Yan briefly and upon seeing her plain cotton clothing, her eyes flashed with clear disdain.

A mere bumpkin without any sophistication, she shouldn’t even have entered the doors of Duobao Pavilion in the first place.

Mo Yan almost wanted to ’heh’ in response. She looked up at the mother and daughter duo and said with a smiling eye, "Dear madam, although it’s natural to be partial to your own daughter, it’s not right to blatantly lie. Your daughter bumped into me, and yet you ask me to apologize. Fine, let me bump into your daughter once, and I guarantee I’ll apologize."