Otherwise, I wouldn’t have kicked people so hard!
Jiang Nanyan stood there, looking dumbfounded at the fat tailor who kept rubbing his forehead.
Huangfulian looked at the fat tailor who was lying on the ground unable to stand up for a long time because of his obesity, which made it difficult to move. Her thick eyebrows slowly knitted together.
"He is the best tailor in Mo County as you said?" Huangfulian turned her head and asked Wu Yu calmly.
This man was so fat that even his movements were somewhat inconvenient. Huangfulian wondered how such a man could make good clothes.[
"Yes, that's what the magistrate of Wang Mo County said." Wu Yu felt guilty for a while when he was asked, and his voice suddenly became less confident.
He kept talking and bumped the Mo County magistrate with his elbow, "The king is asking a question, why don't you introduce him quickly?"
The magistrate of Mo County came to his senses, quickly bent down, helped the fat tailor up from the ground, took a deep breath, and prepared to start the introduction.
Huangfulian waved her hand and interrupted him, "No introduction is needed. Aren't we going to measure the clothes? Let's start right away."
"Yes." When the magistrate of Mo County heard this, he quickly stretched out his hand and pinched the fat tailor who was still fainting.
"Ah! Mr. Mo, why are you pinching me?" The fat tailor yelled and woke up.
"The king asked you to measure the clothes for the future queen. Go quickly! The yarn bureau is still waiting to make the clothes!" the magistrate of Mo County said to the fat tailor.