Chapter 59 A Rag (Slap in the Face)

In this situation, Ye Meipan had to suppress her anger and pull out a decent smile: "Fei Yue, Ah Ci, come here quickly."

Ruan Feiyue held up her skirt, walked to Ye Nianrui, handed out the gift box in her hand, and smiled pleasantly: "Grandpa, happy birthday, I wish you a long life and good health, and all the best!"

Ye Nianrui took the gift box and opened it. Inside was a Buddha statue, which was made of high-quality Xiuyan jade. The jade is tough and dense, delicate and soft, with a transparent luster. The carving craftsmanship is exquisite and lifelike.

The old man believed in Buddhism, and this gift won his heart.

Ye Nianrui just couldn't stop laughing.

Everyone's eyes turned to Yun Ci again.

Ruan Feiyue lowered her eyes, a hint of slyness flashed from the bottom of her eyes.

If there is no gift, let's see how she can give it!

Under the gazes of everyone, Yun Ci approached slowly, holding a stack of cloth in her hand, her face as cold as white paper.

From beginning to end, without saying a word.

The crowd couldn't help but discuss.

"How do you hold a cloth?"

"It's too outrageous to send a rag for my grandfather's birthday!"

"This girl, I have long heard that she acts daringly, and I saw it today..."

Ye Meipan walked to Yun Ci and asked quietly, "Aci, what's going on? Where's the gift I prepared for you?"

Yun Ci did not speak.

Ruan Feiyue covered her mouth and burst out laughing: "Aci, you may not know that grandpa only wears one brand of clothes, so your cloth should be useless. But... I think it's a table mat. It should be appropriate."

Between words, it is all demeaning and suppressing.

What a fool to find a rag without a present.

Originally, she just wanted to make Yun Ci humiliated, but she didn't expect that she would do even more stupid things herself, which is really interesting...

At this moment, Ye Nianrui had an old face and didn't reach out to pick it up.

Ruan Bingde was very angry and scolded: "Aci! No matter what you do on weekdays, I never said a word to you, but on such an important occasion today, you dare to mess around! It's so presumptuous!"

The crowd pointed and pointed with disdain on their faces.

Ye Meipan can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in.

What a shame!

"and many more!"

Suddenly, someone with sharp eyes in the crowd noticed the clue: "This seems to be... Old Zhong's cloth!"

"Old Zhong?!"

Hearing this name, everyone exclaimed.

Someone sneered and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, how can a little girl of her have a piece of cloth made by Zhong Lao? Even if the king wants a piece of cloth made by Zhong Lao, he has to look around the cottage to get it!"

"Haven't you heard of this sentence? In Ye Kingdom, you can buy anything with money, except for Zhong Lao's cloth!"

The sharp-eyed man was questioned, and he was really unconvinced. He stepped forward and snatched the cloth in Yun Ci's hand, and found the label sewn on the inside.

The label is green and has a bell stitched with gold thread.

The people saw it and ignored it.

"Anyone can imitate what a label represents!"

The man smiled: "Counterfeit? Come and smell it first."

smell? What can you smell?

Curiosity, the crowd gathered around and sniffed carefully.

"This scent..."

"That's right, this is the fragrance of Douyoucao." The man said loudly: "I think everyone knows that Zhong Lao likes to use Douyoucao to make labels, and soaks the grass juice in gold thread to embroider his surname, don't worry about the grass. The scent is so unique that not even the most powerful master perfumer can create this scent."

At this time, someone said tremblingly: "I... I can prove that this is the fragrance of Douyoucao. I was fortunate to smell it once, and I will never forget it!"