Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1138 - 1114. Buying clothes

Just after Laba, the urban area was bustling with people. Lun Chuan followed Song Tan’s Little Pika all the way to the basement of the mall.

As soon as they got out of the car, Song Tan came over and asked in a low voice, "Scallion meat floss cake roll, can you make it?"

Lun Chuan was momentarily confused, then replied, "I’ve never made it, but the method for making cakes is generally the same. I can look up a tutorial... Do you want to eat it?"

Song Tan curled her lips and nodded emphatically, "Yeah!"

Then she ordered quite naturally, "Make me two tonight, I’ll taste them first."

Lun Chuan was even more puzzled but did not refuse:

"Okay, I’ll check online for the ingredients we need, and we can buy them together."

Song Tan nodded, looked him up and down again, and then patted his arm, "Make it delicious!"

Too strange.

Lun Chuan thought to himself, Song Tan is good at speaking directly and doesn’t make any empty politeness. But most of the time, she wouldn’t use such a matter-of-course attitude with me.

He simply turned his head and looked at Lun Jing, only to see her eyes sparkling, cheeks flushed, and clearly extremely delighted!

Lun Chuan: ...

For some reason, he always felt that she had done something.

However, just as he was about to ask, he saw Lun Jing briskly take two steps to Wu Lan’s side, happily huddling over, lowering her head to start murmuring something.

Before long, the two turned their heads to look at him, then at Song Tan, with uncontrollable satisfaction in their expressions.

Lun Chuan wanted to speak but stopped.

Just then, another phone was handed over to him, with Song Sancheng next to him grinning excitedly, "Lun Chuan, how do you think the specifications of this car are?"

With that interruption, they directly went into the elevator. There were other people waiting beside them, so in the end, he could only silently sigh.

...

This mall is not that large, but it’s one of the top ones in Yun City, and it has everything from a cinema to a food court, which suits Song Tan’s one-stop shopping needs perfectly.

And the first thing, of course, was to check out women’s clothing!

Shopping with a group of six or seven is quite eye-catching, especially with Lun Chuan and Song Tan, and the youthful and sunny Qiaoqiao, all the more eye-catching.

However, unlike Qiaoqiao’s aimless wandering, Song Tan got right to the point: "Come on, let’s try on clothes!"

But clearly, Song Tan wasn’t without taste. For instance, right now she entered a boutique she found pleasing to the eye, where the clothing prices should be among the highest in the mall.

For example, Wu Lan casually picked up a blue sweater and glanced at it, and the four-digit price astounded her.

"It’s too expensive..." Wu Lan murmured, clearly wanting to leave written all over her face.

The sales associate who followed them quickly smiled, "Aunt, you have a great eye, this is our designer piece! Especially slimming for the waist..."

"No, no," Wu Lan waved her hands repeatedly, "It’s too expensive, not suitable for me."

"It’s okay," the other party said earnestly, "Try it! Buying clothes isn’t just about looking for cheap ones, the fit is very important! Our clothes are pricey because they’re worth it! Let me find your size, try it on!"

Wu Lan might roll up her sleeves and scold people in the village, but faced with such earnest and smiling words, she was too embarrassed to refuse. Moreover, Song Tan nodded, "If you like it, try it, it’s okay, mom," she waved her phone:

"I have money!"

Alright, Wu Lan knew her daughter could earn money, so despite her awkward hesitation, she still took the clothes into the fitting room.

Lun Jing and Qiaoqiao kept browsing through the racks, occasionally exclaiming, "Wow! This color is beautiful!"

And sometimes sighing, "This material is so smooth!"

Qiaoqiao was shopping at the mall for the first time in her life and eagerly nodded, being very accommodating.

Meanwhile, Lun Jing secretly glanced at Lun Chuan, who was quietly sitting without commenting, and couldn’t help but sigh—

Why is he like a block of wood! You’re so particular about your own clothes, how about picking something for Tantan!

Just then, Wu Lan came out of the fitting room.

To be honest, the new clothes didn’t look good.

The blue sweater was a bit long, and its length was subtly unfriendly to someone as short as Wu Lan. The knit pattern was fine, but the material and cut were not stiff enough. Moreover, the waist was too tight, which made Wu Lan’s belly bulge...

Song Tan shook her head decisively, "Not suitable."

Lun Jing also shook her head, "No, no, try another style... I’ll go pick another one."

"Oh, Aunt, this looks so trendy on you!"

The sudden compliment was accompanied by the salesperson’s enthusiastic smile, "The blue makes your skin look fairer, but it needs to be paired with slimming leggings underneath and a waist-cinching belt to look better. Let me get them for you to try!"

Everyone: ...

Alright, alright, you’re just being overly complimentary, huh!

"No, no!" Wu Lan decisively refused, "This doesn’t suit me, and it’s too expensive, forget it..."

Having looked at the price tags in the fitting room already pained her, seeing as the most expensive sweater she’d bought before was just over a hundred, and now suddenly ten times that, it really tested her!

She said this and then turned around and went into the fitting room, shortly after taking out the clothes, still wearing her old sweater.

The sales associate’s expression didn’t change, swiftly tidying up the clothes, while still politely saying, "Aunt, take another look!"

She was so enthusiastic that Wu Lan was again a bit too embarrassed to refuse, and she nodded, "Alright, let me look..."

Before she even finished speaking, she heard the salesperson say, "Our clothes indeed are a bit expensive, but they are original designer pieces, and many people can’t afford them simply don’t understand their value. Like this piece you’re wearing, it’s already pilling, it might only cost a few dozen bucks to buy something like that, but it’s a big difference compared to our pieces with wool content in the thousands..."

Song Tan looked over.

The smile on the salesperson’s face had not changed, and her words weren’t blatantly wrong.

But, the tone wasn’t friendly, rather it was like a prick.

Even Song Tan, who wasn’t short on money, found it grating to listen to; let alone Wu Lan, who was already reluctant to spend money?

Song Tan was just about to speak when Lun Chuan spoke first:

"Is a thirteen percent wool content really worth mentioning? As for the original design... did the designer tell you to use such a loose material?"

He smiled, but his eyes were sharp, his dark green sweater embroidered with a golden owl paired with a snowy white shirt, making his skin look even paler and his demeanor icy.

He was always calm and gentle, but at this moment his sharpness was also right on point: "Just do your job selling, what kind of clothes the customer wears is none of your business."

The salesperson’s smile froze.

A moment later, she could no longer hold her smile, her face turning red in an instant.

The next moment, she forced a smile and said, "I didn’t say anything..."

But no one paid attention to her anymore. Lun Chuan checked his phone and said, "Aunt, I looked at the mall map, there’s an Ordos ahead, let’s go have a look there."

"Huh?" Wu Lan’s earlier discomfort dissipated after being scolded by him, and now she just wanted to follow Lun Chuan’s lead:

"Ordos? Won’t that be too old-fashioned... I feel it’s all stuff Tantan’s grandma would wear... I want to buy something trendy, for visiting relatives during the New Year..."

"I know, I know." Lun Chuan smiled walking beside her, softly explaining, "Ordos has a lot of sub-brands; I even have many clothes that I bought from there..."

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