Day and night, Hu Qing made more clothes. She was not completely copying modern clothes. After all, the mainstream here was ancient style. Even though the girls from the Hehuan Sect told her that she had to dress up in strange clothes to catch other people's attention, she could not make a professional dress.
Going out, that would be too silly and naive. So except for the ones with less fabric that can only be worn indoors, the ones she made were more antique.
As for men's clothing, how could she, a single person, know what men like to wear? As for what women think looks good on men? She can only say that it mainly depends on their appearance and figure.
She tried to make a pair of trousers, and after a batch of clothes were made and sold, the girls took one look at them and decided not to look at them again. The trousers and the like were not as good-looking as the small skirts. Not to mention the tailor's skill, the style of the clothes was
It’s unique and doesn’t require embroidery, but it can highlight the curves of the body when worn.
After selling it several times, Hu Qing became popular in the Hehuan Sect. She said that she had run out of silk thread, and someone came to her with better silk thread to ask her to customize it. With a pious attitude of being responsible for customers, Hu Qing sold all the styles.
I wrote it down, and drew many different looks for customers to choose from. If I didn’t like it, I would change it. If it got too serious, I would tactfully remind her. This made her more trusted by customers. As the tide rose, all boats were lifted, and the selling price was also higher.
Shui Xin had no use for the moment, and those model racks were basically no longer needed. They were all customized, so it would be great if he could just try them on himself. He just sat in the room full of model racks - in a daze. At this moment and here, such status
, cannot recite sutras.
Occasionally, I would take a break during the exercise. Seeing that he was bored, I felt sorry for him: "Their competition will start soon, and my business is about to end. Wherever you want to send retribution, I will go with you."
The image of the two of them saying this is like a single strong woman trying to coax the left-behind elderly man.
The left-behind old man rolled his eyes and looked at her: "You're quite happy here, right? I haven't had anything hot to eat in a month."
It's more like staying behind.
The corner of Hu Qing's mouth twitched: "I will give you ten spiritual stones every day. You can't eat anything."
Shui Xinqi, what delicious food can I buy with ten low-grade spiritual stones? You are so generous.
Hu Qing: "Besides, the inn can keep accounts. What do you want to eat?"
Shui Xin said: "It's not suitable for me to eat."
Why is it not suitable? Isn't it just vegetarian? Hu Qing went to the kitchen and took a look at the menu. He was confused. Water tofu is called Furong Chuyu, braised tofu is called Langlifanhong, and fried tofu is called lovesickness.
..This is not giving monks a way to survive.
She looked at him sympathetically: "I feel wronged to you."
This place is extremely harmful to singles.
But between Lingshi and Shuixin, Hu Qing would of course choose Lingshi, so since he has been wronged, he should continue to feel wronged for a few more days. Hu Qing plunged into the business of refining clothes until the day before the Hehuan Sect beauty pageant, earning
I left with a lot of money.
Many girls asked her if she opened a store in Yuehao City, but Hu Qing only said that she was just passing by and would come there in the future. It was a pity for the girls. Even if there was no beauty pageant, they still liked beautiful clothes. She sincerely invited her.
Come back later and tell her that the beauty pageant takes place once every ten years.
Sitting on the lotus leaf aircraft, Hu Qing Bagua said: "Do you know why the Hehuan Sect has a beauty contest? Oh my god, in addition to competing in cultivation, they can also use their beauty to win the favor of high-level monks and recruit them as disciples. Ah, it's so amazing
Well, this is where you look at your appearance. In the ten-year beauty competition, anyone can participate. As long as someone likes you, you can turn around no matter how old you are."
Shui Xin scoffed at this.
"Are you so naive? You only care about beauty when you say you only care about beauty? You know, the better the spiritual roots and the more nourished by spiritual energy, the better they will naturally grow. If you don't believe me, ask carefully and ask if the person selected in each beauty pageant is the same.
The spiritual roots are equally outstanding.”
Hu Qing hesitated for a moment. He heard that it made sense, and then he refused to accept it: "That's not necessarily the case. There is a mortal princess named Jun Xun, who is very beautiful even though she has no spiritual roots."
Shui Xin nodded: "Indeed, mortals are another matter. It's a pity that if she enters the world of cultivation, she might not be as happy as in the mortal world."
Hu Qing pouted: "Princess, there are some happy ones."
Don't say that my father is the emperor. In the era when men were emperors, how could there be no preference for boys over girls? Look at how emperors generally treated their sons in history and you will know what kind of care a princess can get from her parents' family. It is best not to be implicated in the troubles of her parents' family.
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It is better to come to the world of cultivation. Even if you are imprisoned because of your beauty, it is still a bigger place than the deep palace in the mortal world. What's more, if you can cultivate immortality and live longer, you will have a chance to escape as long as you are alive.
Hu Qing uses herself to save others, maybe others are better than she thinks.
She glanced at Shui Xin. He also knew about the mortal princess. It seemed that the princess's affairs were very hot. Even the monk knew about it. I'm afraid the inside story was not simple.
She didn't continue to gossip. At this moment, her fiery heart was focused on the harvest.
There is no need to count the spiritual stones. Now she is also a rich person. Boxes after boxes are kept in her personal storage bag. That is the big head. There are also many things that the disciples of the Hehuan Sect have sold or given to her, including rouge and gouache.
There are clothes and jewelry, spiritual fruit and bacon, fine wine and Qiong Yao, magic weapons and elixirs, spiritual plant ores, silk thread dyes used for refining clothes, etc. There are a lot of them.
Even if Shui Xin is not with her, just looking at these harvests, he knows that she is as comfortable as a fish in water here.
He said slightly bitterly: "You don't have to pay for these?"
"How do you know?" Hu Qing looked at him with wide eyes: "The girls are so enthusiastic. They like the clothes I make and they also like me. If they don't need it, they might as well give it to me instead.
It costs me money to wear my clothes. Shui Xin, I think the Hehuan Sect is a big family and they are not short of money."
Shui Xin sneered: "Then just bring Hu Nuan here."
Hu Qing was stunned for a moment and then started to think seriously.
Shui Xin was horrified: "No way?"
Hu Qing: "Why not? Disciples of the Hehuan Sect are free and natural about love. I don't want my daughter to become haggard for a man in the future."
Shui Xin: "Fate is destined, what is supposed to come will always come."
This sounds like a curse and a bit of a show.
Hu Qianqian then made a sinister face, and said grimly: "I am willing to change your destiny at the cost of your life."
Shui Xin was dazzled by the evil look in her eyes, and pretended to call for help: "You are unreasonable and can still prevent your daughter from getting married."
Hu Qing's face turned pale and blue, and he obviously didn't like this topic.
Shui Xin couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Hu Nuan's father had hurt her severely?
Hu Qing snorted: "Damn monk, you will never understand the feeling of raising a piece of flesh on your body."
Shui Xin choked, right? Even if he returned to secular life, he wouldn't be able to understand it.
"What are you thinking about? Come and help me sort out my things." Hu Qing accepted everything regardless of whether it was useful or useless. These are all good things for people who came to the end of the world, not to mention food and drink, just those things.
The pink and tender clothes that she can no longer wear can be remade.
Shui Xin helped her look through it to make sure there was nothing wrong inside, and Hu Qing teased him: "Who has nothing to do and makes trouble for me, a tailor."
Shui Xin said: "That's not necessarily the case. There are people who die in vain every day in the world of cultivation."
