Setting Up A Market Stall 2

Her mouth twitching, she gave him an insincere compliment. "That mask sure is intricate."

Si Jin looked at the mask and told Qi Qingyao, "I want to buy a mask too."

"No, you can't wear one." Qi Qingyao shot him down resolutely.

"?" Si Jin pursed his lips, hurt. His gaze seemed to accuse her of choosing favorites. She had given Jiang Yeqian money, but she would not even let him buy a mask.

Qi Qingyao did not feel the slightest bit guilty. "You're basically a walking signboard. Just stand there, and people might come to buy our pork just based on your looks alone." She already lost one mascot, she could not lose them both!

Si Jin's shoulders slumped. He said in a low voice, "I used to be a servant at a wealthy family. I… I just escaped from there, so if my previous master finds me…"

"Fine, fine. Get yourself a mask." Qi Qingyao waved her hand, distraught. 

A while later, Si Jin came skipping back with a horse-face mask.