Chapter 1536 The Bitter Tailor

Author: Shu Nanze

Chapter 1536 The Bitter Tailor

It's another drizzly day.

The grocery store was open for business as usual. A destined person walked out of the thick and humid fog. He was led into the store by the sleepy and yawning Fat Tiger. After about half a stick of incense, the fat tiger came out with the unfortunate guy by the neck in his big mouth and threw it hard to

Thick fog.

He probably rolled back along the steps of the mountain road, and it was inevitable that he would stumble and get injured.

In the store, a certain Bai was sitting on a chair settling accounts.

"There are really smart people. They have said that they should use the most precious treasures in their hearts, or precious materials, or look at the memories of the past, but they actually use tatters to lie about the relics left by their mother to him, which are the most cherished in their hearts. Ha, bad acting, stupid

Extremely."

If that unlucky guy trades honestly, he might be able to skyrocket from there.

Unexpectedly, he shoveled the ground with his face on the spot and wasted the opportunity.

Moubai thinks it's normal. When doing business, it is inevitable that the transaction will fail due to one party's reasons. There is no need to use your talents to focus on the future. It would be meaningless. It is quite interesting to let nature take its course.

I pretended to count with my fingers, but two customers came to shop today, so business is booming.

There is a separate person responsible for supervising the construction of the Dragon Palace. You only need to visit occasionally. Business is the most important.

"Oh, it's so hard. A hard-working tyrant like me is truly unprecedented..."

A certain Bai was deeply intoxicated by his noble moral character.

Write, draw, and close the ledger.

Just when Bai Yujun was leisurely and intoxicated, in the secret room a hundred feet deep underground in the restaurant run by Tu's family, Tu Yue carefully observed the pictures taken by the gravel, trying to find something from them. She had her own ideas, which did not violate the agreement with the mysterious little girl.

Regarding the transaction, the mysterious little girl did not mention any more restrictions, so it is normal to take the opportunity to get some bargains.

An unknown strange object that can be of interest to the top powers needs to be found by a local snake like himself. The great monk has sharp eyes and golden eyes to see everything. Wouldn't it be faster to search for it personally? Could it be that... this object can avoid the search of the great monk's magic? Such a strange object,

I wonder who is not moved?

It's true that it was a life-saving grace. I didn't want to break the contract and keep it for myself. I delivered it two or three days late after I got it. It's normal for me to understand and understand.

What if I come across top techniques or great secrets?

Even if there is a little residue exposed between the fingers, it is enough to change the fate of the future.

Check, not only check carefully, but also use all your strength to search.

Since the spells of the great monks can be avoided, it means that the monks' methods may not be of much use. They can only use ordinary people or warriors who belong to the power, street gangs, gangsters and even beggars. They can attract countless people by just throwing away some gold and silver.

Work hard.

After a long time, I had no choice but to take a photo of the jade talisman and couldn't see anything else. I couldn't understand it clearly and had to stop temporarily.

He stood up and left the secret room, and passed out orders one after another. He gave full play to the power of local snakes and posted notices offering rewards in the busy streets. The city soon caused a sensation, not only in the city, but also in small towns, villages, monks' tribes, and even bandits scattered outside the city.

Notices were received in all the cottages, and news of the reward blew across the land like the wind.

The other wealthy families in the city are confused about the situation and are offering a reward for a piece of information that looks like a piece of inscription? Are they all low-level casual cultivators and ordinary people?

Such a big fanfare should be to find treasures, but in the end it is street gangsters, beggars and farmers who take the initiative...

It made even the monks who had some dignity feel embarrassed to participate.

As a high-ranking spiritual practitioner, how can you compete with farmers and beggars? No matter how dark your heart is, you can't tear off your face and spit on yourself. How can you compete with beggars on the streets for food?

The other uninformed cultivating clans in the city felt confused and didn't know what the Tu clan was up to, so they could only wait and see the situation for the time being.

The surrounding area became very lively for thousands of miles.

Farmers who plow the fields will touch stones when they see them. Bandits and thieves wander around looking for stones. Even the tombstones in cemeteries are carefully compared. The landlords lead their servants and swordsmen to dig wells and dig walls. Anything related to stones must be carefully searched.

After watching it several times, I found that the city was equally crazy, with beggars groping in canals and rivers, and scoundrels squatting outside the doors of wealthy families, lovingly stroking every cornerstone of the wall.

Only a few cultivating families in the city received Tuyue's message, promising various benefits in exchange.

Use precious spiritual resources...in exchange for a few broken rocks.

On the top floor of the restaurant, Tu Yue was sipping tea and looking down at the city scenery. She was not afraid that other aristocratic families would notice the strangeness of the stone. If anyone had the relevant gravel, they would definitely come to her. Tu Yue firmly believed that none of the major forces nearby would be able to discover the secret of the stone.

, and couldn’t help but want to find out the secret.

As long as there is any abnormality, it will be handed over to the mysterious girl.

Tuyue contacted several practicing families and quickly guessed it.

Previously, a tiger demon appeared outside the city. It appeared in Tu's restaurant that night. The demon who was powerful enough to rule the king was actually just a mount. The mysterious girl was the big shot. Tu Yue released a message the next day to look for strange objects. Among them must be

There are relationships.

The smarter ones have already begun to think about how to get in touch with the big shots.

The key is to find the magic stone, or stone tablet, as soon as possible, and you must be there before everyone else!

Bai Yujun's method of finding objects works very well.

A cup of tea stirred with fingers can bring about countless enthusiastic people, and the business is sure to make a profit.

While countless people were busy searching for clues, the grocery store welcomed another customer.

At noon.

A tall and thin man walked up the stone steps up the mountain in the thick fog.

Poverty, skinny, with stiff eyes, and a strong air of death. The clothes he wore were washed too many times and turned white and even dried out. They were covered with patches of all sizes. It was obvious that the patch work was exquisite and delicate. It was spread across the cloth pockets diagonally.

I don’t care about the thick fog, nor do I care about the exquisite pavilions on the top of the mountain ahead.

Fat Tiger squatted on the steps and was about to do a set of procedures. Unexpectedly, the skinny weird man walked past without saying a word. He walked up the steps on the damp and cool steps after the rain in his thousand-layer cloth shoes. He seemed to have seen the tiger but seemed not to have seen it.

The strange man's eyes are lifeless, his mood is desolate, his will is depressed, and all his thoughts are gone.

His movements were stiff and his expression was dull, like a decayed puppet.

Although his clothes were patchy, skinny and poor, he was clean and tidy. Step by step, he climbed the steps to the main door of the main hall, looking at the high threshold with a blank look in his eyes.

The gray death energy on his body disappeared in an instant as if it had been burned by the scorching sun.

Even if his death energy is gone, he still looks like an evil cultivator.

In the hall, Moubai took a look at this destined person who came to the grocery store, and found it very interesting. Sure enough, all the fun things happened in the small world of the mortal world. The ancient world was full of old scheming people, and they were all rotten and rigid.

"Welcome to the grocery store. Our prices are fair and honest. There is always a product that suits you."

A certain shopkeeper gave a perfunctory greeting, and the skinny weirdo looked up at the shining door.

Then, he turned around and walked back.

"..."

"..."

Bai Yujun was stunned, and Fat Hu marveled at how brave the old boy was.

So, the weirdo who was walking forward with his head lowered and ready to go down the mountain suddenly stopped, because there was a tiger claw as big as a cattail fan on his chest, and the tiger hairs like steel needles hurt the skin. Fortunately, the sharp blade did not pop out, otherwise the second transaction would have to be completed.

If you declare it over, you might end up with a reputation as a rip-off.

The tall and thin man looked up and saw the huge tiger's head with disheartened eyes. When the tiger breathed, even if the nostrils were specially designed to exhale to both sides, the aftermath of the airflow could still make his hair messy and make him unable to open his eyes.

The tiger claws as big as cattail leaves left his chest, pushed his shoulders to force him to turn around, and pointed at the door.

If he keeps nagging, he will be caught in the door with his bloody mouth.

Fat Tiger felt that this man was so stupid that he turned a blind eye to the opportunity to change his destiny right in front of him.

Perhaps because he understood his situation, the skinny weird man walked towards the pavilion without saying a word. The dragon and tiger looked at him in wonder at his calmness and following the crowd. He didn't know which piece of goods was destined for him.

Lift your legs to cross the high threshold.

Walking into the store, his dead eyes swept across the dazzling array of goods, and finally settled on the little girl riding on the clouds.

A certain white girl held a small fan in her hand, and her black hair was swaying in the breeze.

Just when he was about to say his lines, the skinny weirdo actually spoke first.

"I'm a tailor. I would like to ask if you need any tailoring. You don't need to measure. You can tell the size of your clothes at a glance. You can cut them from coarse peasant cloth to silk and satin. No fabric is wasted. The more expensive the material, the higher the labor cost.

No credit."

"..."

Fat Tiger was stunned. Hey guys, who is the customer? The boss has met his colleague.

"..."

Moubai looked at the skinny weird man speechlessly.

He said "no credit" with confidence. This kind of behavior won Moubai's respect, and he was in awe of his fellow vendors in this remote and almost barbaric world.

"Hey~ It's interesting. Then sew me a dress that you think is the best. The wages are easy to talk about."
To be continued...