The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 783 - 772 Exists

Chapter 783: Chapter 772 Exists

Manbao’s eyes sparkled as she confidently said to her father, "Dad, just wait, I’ll go back and get it for you right now."

With that, she ran back to her own room like a whiff of smoke.

Old Zhou’s face looked a bit better, thinking it wasn’t that she didn’t buy it but had just forgotten to bring it. That was acceptable.

Manbao ran back to her room, where the seller had already sent over many pictures and descriptions, saying, "Jewelry suitable for men includes rings, bracelets, hair crowns, and more. You can take a look at all of them. The materials we use are all very good, and as for the craftsmanship, well, with such cheap prices, you’re probably using them for costumes. I guarantee they can be used once or twice."

Reading this description, Manbao finally remembered and replied unhappily, "They can’t even be used once or twice; I haven’t even used them, and the gems and petals have already fallen off. You only mentioned they were practice makes, but didn’t say that they weren’t even properly glued."

"Oh, they fell off?" The seller sounded somewhat uneasy and said, "I’ve been making these pieces for years; maybe it’s because they’ve been stored for too long. How about this, I’ll send you some glue and throw in some extra items for you? Just pick whatever you like from these."

But Manbao looked at the list of items, completely clueless, and asked Keke, "What’s a ring? Isn’t it inconvenient to wear on the hand while working? These bracelets look so pretty, shouldn’t they be worn by girls? Can my dad wear them? Hair crowns, these hair crowns..."

Those hair crowns, not to mention her dad, even someone like County Magistrate Yang and County Magistrate Tang probably wouldn’t be caught dead wearing them, right?

But they indeed looked very nice.

Looking at the pictures and feeling tempted, Manbao touched her head and rolled her eyes, "Give me three of these to start with; the quality is fine, right? What if they break the moment I wear them? Wouldn’t I end up disheveled?"

The seller, unaware that the buyer was from another world, replied carelessly, "Being disheveled is also good; it’s another type of costume makeup, which is great. You need to be adaptable."

Manbao, now used to their way of talking, chose three that she thought were most suitable for her and Bai Shan and Bai Erlang and then seriously pondered what to buy as gifts for her dad and her brothers.

Keke stayed quiet in her mind, unmoving. After flipping through all the limited pictures, Manbao couldn’t help but ask, "Do you only have these items? No others?"

"Yes," replied the seller, "but if you aren’t interested in these, you’d certainly be even less interested in the items not listed."

Doubtful of the seller’s taste, Manbao asked, "What else is there?"

The seller suggested, "Actually, these rings I make are not bad. Although the patterns may have some flaws, they are handmade. If it’s for a male friend who isn’t too important, they are still presentable."

Manbao said, "They’re very important; they are my dad and my brothers, the blood-related kind."

Upon hearing this, the seller was even more reassured and sent several laughing emojis, "Then it’s even easier. Just pick whatever, gifts for relatives are about creativity and sentiment. I believe, no matter what you give them, they will like it. These rings and bracelets are quite nice; did ancient people like these materials and styles? Is your family into ancient costumes?"

Manbao seriously replied, "No, we’re fans of the prehistoric era."

After a long silence on the other end, just when Manbao was about to nudge the seller, a bunch of pictures popped up in the chat box. Manbao clicked on each, only to see all sorts of haphazard items.

There were belts adorned with glass beads, various patterned headbands, and all sorts of men’s hairpins, hair crowns, as well as different styles of clothing, robes, and cloaks.

The seller was especially excited, saying, "These are all practice makes from when I first opened the shop. As I wasn’t skilled enough, the products have some imperfections, but I guarantee this is the closest to what prehistoric people had. You won’t regret buying them; I’ll sell them cheap, just for you."

As a prehistoric person herself, Manbao flatly refused, "No!"

What use would she have for these things if she bought them?

Having seen a fair amount in her life, even the most prestigious person she knew—the Prince of Yizhou—never dressed so flamboyantly. If she brought these things home, would her father even dare to wear them?

However...

Manbao gazed at the glittering belt for a while before asking, "Can you sell the beads on the belt separately?"

"...Do I also have to pry the beads off for you? I’ll just give you the whole belt as an apology for the unstable jewelry before."

Manbao perked up, feeling a bit embarrassed to buy nothing since her dad and brothers were still waiting. After some deliberation, she pointed at the bracelets and said, "Alright, give me six bracelets then. No, seven... never mind, make it eight."

"...Are you sure? Is it eight, or maybe nine, or ten?"

Manbao sighed deeply and said, "Make it fifteen."

The seller was dumbfounded. Were all buyers nowadays so casual and lively?

Glancing at the box of bead bracelets at his feet, he couldn’t help but smile, thinking that maybe today he could clear out all the old stock.

He tried to keep his voice steady as he asked, "Is that final? Don’t you want a few more? If you buy twenty, I’ll throw in an extra five. If you buy twenty-five, I’ll give you seven more, and so on..."

Old Zhou paced uneasily, craning his neck for a long while before asking Zhou Silang, "What did your little sister buy? Why is it taking so long just to fetch something?"

Zhou Si shook his head, "How should I know what she’s up to?"

"If you don’t know, what’s the use of following her to Yizhou City? Weren’t you supposed to take care of your little sister there?"

Zhou Silang hurriedly said, "Manbao has to go to the pharmacy to study every day; I can’t follow her there. Doctor Ji would find it annoying, so I only go over occasionally. I have no idea when she bought these things."

Zhou Silang remarked, "You know, she’s been able to hide things since she was little, especially good at hiding money. By the way, Dad, you’re still holding Manbao’s money, right? Why not give it all to her? Honestly, she’s really good at hiding it."

He knew where everyone in the family hid their money, but he just couldn’t figure out where Manbao hid hers.

Of course, he never intentionally probed; it was just guesses or maybe he overheard something by chance or caught a glimpse now and then.

As he was thinking, Manbao came running over with a small package. She smiled at her father, trying to please him, then opened the package. They were all stunned by the dazzling belt inside.

Old Zhou closed his gaping mouth and swallowed before asking, "Manbao, are the things on this belt also fake?"

Seeing that he seemed to like it, Manbao became happy and, with a cheerful wave of her hand, said, "Yes, all fake!"