Five hundred horses ... The aunt's heart was beating wildly. There was a wide variety of silk and brocade, with fine weaving and exquisite patterns. The aunt had visited many silk shops and had a sharp eye. Any piece of silk here was much better than the expensive silk sold in those shops.
And there were actually five hundred bolts of such expensive and exquisite material ... Auntie felt like she was about to faint from the sudden happiness.
Xu lingyue wasn't any better than her mother. Since ancient times, women had always had a special love for things like clothes.
Xu lingying, who took advantage of the fact that her parents and sister weren't paying attention to her, quickly ate all the food for herself, was not one of them. She was still a child.
"I'll go help!" Second uncle Xu couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and ran out in big steps.