"Where was your robe made? It's quite similar to the real!" The tailor sighed.
Really shocked, Song Ning thought that the tailor recognized him.
Song Ning and Tang Yue did not answer, and the tailor continued, "My robes here are also so that similar ordinary people cannot distinguish them. What kind of clothes do you want to buy? I have a silk skirt, if it is worn on this beauty..."
He watched Tang Yue's light gauze shirt, stopped speaking and wondered in heart, "Their clothes are so good on making and materials. I can't pick a defect…"
"I want to buy an ordinary robe that fits me." Song Ning said, and glanced at the clothes on the hanger: "That one is fine."
When the tailor saw it, his look suddenly became gloomy, "It is thirty coppers."
Song Ning knew that the tailor was unhappy, because he picked the cheapest one. In his eyes, there might be many occasions to wear a casual dress, so the demand for such clothes might be large.
"Here you are." He threw the tailor an ingot of silver.
The tailor snorted, "No changes."
He intended to throw back the silver. In his eyes, Song Ning was stingy－he had an ingot of silver but bought a robe of 30 coppers－or lavished the girl with him with only an ingot of silver.
But before he threw it out, Song Ning uttered, "Is it enough to buy twenty of it?"
Ah?
The tailor was stunned.
"I want to buy some spare, enough?" Song Ning asked.
It was the first time for the tailor to meet someone buying twenty same clothes at a time. A possibility sat in his mind that Song Ning bought them for others. So, he immediately changed, "It's enough for forty. I have just 40 stocks here. Do you want them all?"
"Forty...okay."
The tailor was ecstasy and dashed into the storage room.
Tang Yue curiously looked at the robe that Song Ning chosen, "Little Brother, your taste... really..."
"Just casual dress. It doesn't matter a lot." Song Ning replied.
Somehow, a strange feeling struck Tang Yue, but quickly fleeted.
The tailor quickly gave the clothes to Song Ning. After Song Ning changed dressing, they left and Song Ning found a nowhere to put rest of the clothes into his storage ring.
Tang Yue looked at Song Ning's dress, "This dress is really not very good, but it becomes a bit better on you."
"You mean I am suitable to wear this kind of cheap clothes?" Song Ning laughed.
She was teased and giggled, "You said that."
The two chatting, the night fell, the autumn wind burst with a hint of chill and several stars could be seen in the sky.
"It's finally dark, haha." She looked at the night sky with joy.
"Isn't it the time to go back? Why are you so happy, sister?" He wondered.
She replied, "Look at these people around. Do you know why they are going there."
He shook his head.
"They are going to see the flower sea. It's quite beautiful." She explained.