The person was brought by Lin Anning, so Shi Fugui naturally was willing to offer the good stuff.
He tossed aside his cigarette and called for them to wait a moment.
"Indeed I have some, I'll go get it."
He turned and headed out, and before long, he returned with several bolts of fabric.
"Here, plain cotton, the cotton cloth, the linen, and the fine silk—pick whichever you like."
"These are treasures from the bottom of the chest; I wouldn't have been willing to take them out if it wasn't for the young lady who brought you."
Li Hongxing was also seeing such fine items for the first time, touching one and looking at another, unable to make up his mind.
"Sister, could you help me choose? Which one is good?"
Lin Anning picked up the fine silk and placed it in Li Hongxing's hands.
"Go for this one! The color complements your complexion, and it's fashionable right now."
Li Hongxing nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, this one it is."
