54 Young, Tender Grass (1/2)

The order she was working was from the Hundred flower, they had ordered fifty handkerchiefs to be made, and each to be embroidered with a different flower. There wasn't question that these would be used by the women of the brothel, so Huo momo wasn't all too eager to do it herself.

Thus, Xue'er ended up being the one to make most of the orders. To be fair, her embroidery had improved a lot, so anyone without a sharp eye for embroidered goods would not really be able to distinguish the works of Xue'er and Huo momo.

When Xue'er had completed the order, she folded and placed each handkerchief neatly into a large box and set it on the workbench that Huo momo frequently sits at to do her work.

”Huo momo, the order is ready.” Xue'er called to her.

”Ah, Xue'er, can you deliver it to them, my leg is hurt.” Huo momo asked the favor.

”Sure.” She nodded.

”When you go to the Hundred Flower Hall, make sure you don't catch anyone's attention.” The voice sternly warned.

”Yes.” Xue'er said as she took the box, heading out the door.

Once she was outside, she felt the brisk wind blow upon her cheek. It was getting colder day by day, she saw the people outside wearing slightly thicker coats than normal.

[The weather is truly colder up here in the north.]

Xue'er looked at her own clothes, which was more suitable for fall. With the impending winter, she should probably make clothes that were suitable for this season.

She silently made her way down the road that was bustling with countless people from all different walks of life.

The brothel was in the center of the town, she had caught a glimpse of it when she was laying on the rooftops and Gan Tianchi had pointed it out to her. Though she could have done without that knowledge, she was really glad she knew.

How embarrassing it would have been for a little girl to ask a stranger for the directions to the brothel, it would be something she would never be able to live down.

Perhaps people would think she was trying to sell herself.

After pondering with her head looking at the ground, she came across what looked to be a piece of cabbage that was firmly implanted into the ground, after being stepped upon by too many people.

She lifted her head up to see a bustling place with some people bartering with each other, there were people holding home woven baskets to look around. There were giant baskets of vegetable that were being unloaded by wooden carts pulled by donkeys.

[So this is the marketplace?]