Chapter Thirty-Seven: Swaggering Through the City

  Wen Fei was feeling pleased with himself when he saw three women in ancient costumes walking towards him. Among the crowd of people wearing T-shirts, jeans and suits, they stood out like three white cranes among chickens. Moreover, all three girls were quite pretty, attracting not only the attention of most passersby but also Wen Fei's gaze for more than a couple of glances.

  "Huh, isn't that Xiao Yu?" Wen Fei had noticed that one of the women wearing a bright red polka-dot hanfu seemed to be Xiao Yu. And Xiao Yu also appeared to have recognized Wen Fei, and along with two other girls, they swarmed over, grabbing onto Wen Fei and asking: "Daoist, where did you buy this outfit? It's so beautiful! Oh, look at the design and craftsmanship, it must be from a master tailor!"

  "This set of clothes must be worth at least tens of thousands, right? Last time Ye Cheng had someone make a set and said it cost 800,000. In my opinion, this one is even better than his!"

  Several girls chattered incessantly, and Wen Fei listened for a while before finally figuring it out. It turned out that these girls were all Hanfu enthusiasts!

  Generally speaking, with the strengthening of national power and the rise of ethnic consciousness, people began to pursue authentic things of their own nation. They were very dissatisfied and resentful when they saw that Manchu-style jackets were being passed off as Tang suits. Gradually, the Hanfu movement emerged, especially among young people, who increasingly liked Hanfu. These three young girls are just like that!

  "Is this Taoist robe good?" Wen Fei bitterly smiled: "From ancient times to now, it hasn't changed..."

  "Who are you kidding, this is not a Taoist robe, it still has a cloak behind! Tsk tsk, the embroidered patterns are really beautiful, yeah, they seem to be handmade embroidery. This craftsmanship is great, even more beautiful than machine embroidery!" Xiaoyu and Wenfei were quite familiar with each other, and with an envious face, she touched Wenfei's clothes back and forth.

  The Taoist robe of the Northern Song Dynasty is quite different from the current style. The Taoist robes we see now are basically the styles of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The Northern Song Dynasty's Taoist robe has a short cloak-like cloud-patterned xiapei on the back, which is very luxurious and beautiful. By the way, the so-called traditional wedding dress phoenix crown xiapei is similar, but the pattern is completely different. It can be imagined that Wen Fei wearing this Taoist robe must be very stylish!

  "Isn't this dress expensive?" a girl asked, wearing a dark-colored, long-sleeved cheongsam with a subtle pattern, seemingly from the Han Dynasty, which was also very beautiful. However, standing next to Wen Fei, whether it was the material or the cut, it was completely outdone.

  Xiaoyu hastily introduced them to Wen Fei: "These two are my cousin Xiao Xiao and her classmate Chen Min. Both of them are studying fashion design!" The one wearing a deep-colored, curved-hemmed dress was indeed Xiao Xiao, while the other, dressed in a moon-white hanfu, was Chen Min. Although they were standing on a modern street filled with contemporary atmosphere, they still looked like a painting of ancient beauties, extremely beautiful.

  Wen Fei's head was spinning from the noise, and he hastily said: "This set of clothes is made entirely by hand using traditional craftsmanship. As for the price, I don't know..."

  Several girls were both envious and dissatisfied with Wen Fei's response. They dragged Wen Fei to chat for half a day, being overly familiar, which made Wen Fei feel extremely annoyed. Finally, they said to Wen Fei: "In a few days, our Hanfu Association will have an event, you must wear this outfit to attend!" Only then did they let Wen Fei go!

  Wen flees in disarray from the clutches of three girls, thinking to himself that one woman is as noisy as five ducks, and three women are equivalent to fifteen ducks. Good heavens, I don't know how those people in ancient times who had three wives and four concubines spent their days. I was driven mad by just a short while of noise!

  However, he quickly reacted and hurriedly ran to catch up with Xiaoyu, who had already walked several hundred meters away. With a flushed face, he smiled and said: "Xiaoyu, can you lend me some money to buy a set of clothes? If I go back home wearing these clothes, my mom will break my legs!"

  Three girls burst out laughing and patted their bodies, saying: "Do you think my clothes look like they can hold money? You'd better go back and get a good scolding!"

  Wen Fei suddenly looked crestfallen, wearing this robe back home. His mother would definitely blow up. When he was a child, he ran away from home once, saying that he wanted to go to the mountains to learn Taoism... Just as Wen Fei had just returned from the Northern Song Dynasty's time and space, he didn't even have a single penny of MRB on him!

  After the three of them finished laughing, Chen Min smiled and said: "I'll lend you some!" She took a purse from her waist. The traditional wide belt made her waist look even slimmer. She pulled out a few banknotes and handed them to Wen Fei.

  Wen Fei was so moved that his eyes were filled with hot tears: "Thank you, beautiful lady! After I pass the imperial examination and become a top scholar, I will definitely come to welcome you as my bride!"

  "Ahah! You little scoundrel, you think you can take advantage of me? You didn't get the top score in the exam, so now you want to welch on our engagement and not marry me, is that it?"

  Wen Fei could only cover his face and retreat, nowadays women are too overbearing, not so easy to tease! Leaving three girls laughing without any image, rolling back and forth.

  He casually bought a set of clothes and changed into them, wrapping up his Taoist robe. Wen Fei returned home, but his parents were still at work and hadn't come back yet. Wen Fei was thinking about whether he should let his parents retire two years early, anyway, there were still several million yuan in his card.

  But at this moment, Huang Sheng's phone came again: "Younger brother, something big has happened. Come over quickly?"

  Wen Fei hesitated for a moment, his parents called to sternly warn him, telling him to wait obediently at home for the verdict. So although Wen Fei's heart was racing, he still waited at home with a stiff upper lip, and didn't run away...

  "Hurry up, I'll send someone to pick you up." He hung up the phone. Wen Fei shrugged his shoulders, feeling helpless. His Hummer was parked on the other side of the trading company, and he hadn't even had a chance to go get it yet! Huang Sheng surprisingly knew about this too, and was sending someone over to pick him up. Who knows what's going on?

  I had no choice but to call Dad and Mom, explaining for half a day. I didn't intentionally run away, refusing to be criticized at the meeting, it's just that I really have something important to do...

  He waited at the entrance of the community as soon as he left home. He let out a sigh of relief, to be honest, his heart was still a little numb about the two upcoming criticism meetings for his dad and mom...

  In less than five minutes, the person sent by Huang Sheng to pick up Wen Fei arrived. It was that familiar bald-headed man again, whose surname seemed to be Wang.

  As soon as they got in the car, Wen Fei asked: "What exactly happened? Why did you rush me over here?"

  The bald man looked serious: "There's a problem with the high-rise building developed by our boss, and someone else has died!"

  Wen Fei let out a sigh of relief, thinking it had nothing to do with him.

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