Meng Qiutao has been having a particularly hot summer day. However, the people of Yinzhou City have not been affected too much. They live their lives as they should. Moreover, a new thing has appeared in the city recently.
Although Qingyi Fang has always had a prosperous business, since Guan Wanghui, it has been overcrowded almost every day.
Early that morning, a middle-aged man with dark skin, wearing linen clothes and looking like a farmer walked into Qingyi Square.
The guys in the store looked at him one after another. Some looked away and looked away, while others greeted him enthusiastically, "Do you want to buy cloth or tailor clothes?"
"Cutting clothes. I want to cut two sets of Shange Pavilion clothes." The middle-aged man said.
The waiter asked again: "May I ask, guest, which Shange disciple are you tailoring for?"
"My son wears it, but he is not a disciple of Shange." The middle-aged man said.
When the clerk heard this, he was a little embarrassed: "Guest, we have regulations here. Shangege uniforms can only be cut by disciples in the gege. Non-Shangege disciples are not allowed to cut them.
Your customers must also know what the master of the pavilion is capable of. The shop does not dare to offend you. Please don’t offend your customers.”
The middle-aged man frowned and said displeasedly: "But there are many people wearing them on the street, how come they can just cut them?"
The waiter thought for a moment, realized what he was doing, and said with a smile: "So you are referring to Yin Xuezhao, Yin Xuezhao can be cut."
The middle-aged man was puzzled, "Yin Xuezhao, isn't he Shangegefu?"
The clerk nodded and explained: "This Yin Xuezhao is adapted from the Shange Pavilion uniform. It is slightly different from the Shange Pavilion uniform and has different colors. It all depends on personal preference."
The middle-aged man nodded understandingly, then took out a piece of paper and handed it to the clerk: "This is my son's clothing size. Cut one set in bamboo and moon color, and then cut one in dark color, made of brocade."
The waiter smiled and said hello, and said: "Please come with us to see the fabrics."
The middle-aged man followed the waiter to the counter. The waiter took out two pieces of brocade. After looking at it, the middle-aged man was very satisfied and said, "Just these two colors, cut one of each."
The clerk asked the middle-aged man to pay the deposit at the counter. After the man finished paying, he said: "It's been very popular recently, and there are a lot of people being laid off. It will take a little longer than usual. Please forgive me. Little one."
I'll try my best to hurry you up."
The middle-aged man also understands that after all, in and outside the city, anyone who has some respectability, or has some spare money in his waist, must follow Yin Xuezhao's fashion, and at least have to cut a few sets for himself.
...
After leaving Qingyi Square, the middle-aged man got on the ox cart back to the village and slowly returned to Dongye Village. As soon as he entered the village, he saw someone looking around in the open room. The middle-aged man thought it was a thief and scolded him.
Run over.
"Hey, who are you? What are you doing?"
Zhufeng looked back and said with a smile: "Brother Zheng, where did you go this morning? I searched all over and couldn't find you."
The middle-aged man was Zheng Mu. Zheng Mu was also shocked for a moment, and then quickly apologized, "Master, I'm so sorry. I was blind and couldn't see the person clearly. I thought it was someone who wanted to steal something."
Zhufeng waved his hand carelessly, "I'm here to take a look at the land on Zhuangzi. It's time to plant seedlings now. Let's see if everyone knows how to plant sand fields. If not, just teach them."
Zheng Mu sighed sincerely: "Thank you for your hard work, boss."
Zhufeng picked a few farm tools, and Zheng Mu quickly stepped forward, picked up the farm tools, and the two of them headed towards the tenant farmers' homes.
On the way, Zheng Mu talked about where he was going early in the morning.
"I went to the city to cut two new sets of clothes for my son. He said that other classmates had them but he didn't, and I couldn't let him be laughed at.
Does Boss Zhu know? It’s Yin Xuezhao, which is in fashion these days. I didn’t know about it in the countryside, but when I went to the city today, I saw that it’s true that most of them are wearing it.”
Zhufeng hummed, "I know. It's quite fashionable recently."
The two of them walked onto the road and came face to face with a group of children holding wooden swords and making gestures. As Zhufeng passed by them, they heard the children pretending to be drinking wine.
"...From today on, you are my Shange disciples. In the future, you will teach me everything you have to teach me."
"Master, there are monsters in Shuangtuo Mountain."
"Okay, all disciples listen to the order and now follow the master to eliminate the demon."
The children held up wooden swords, ran and screamed, and gradually disappeared.
Zhufeng smiled. Zheng Muze said: "Now even children know about Shange. To be honest, I still think it's unreal. It's a pity that I was born decades earlier. Otherwise, I would also want to enter this Shange."
He also said with some envy: "Boss Zhu must have children of appropriate age at home." He only knew his boss, but as for his family situation, he didn't know and couldn't ask.
Zhufeng said, "If you have a daughter of the right age at home, you can try your luck next year. Maybe she has some talent."
"Girls are also allowed?" Zheng Mu was surprised, "I thought we only accept boys, girls, but this..."
"Why, my daughter can't bear to part with you?" Zhufeng said with a smile.
Zheng Mu chuckled: "What a perfect girl."
Zhufeng smiled slightly, "Isn't the master of Shange Pavilion also a woman? There will always be some girls here who have different ideas than ordinary people, and Shange will not refuse such people."
Zheng Mu said in confusion. Seeing another tenant's house appear in sight, he introduced the tenant to Zhufeng.
Compared with the bustle in the city and the tranquility in the countryside, Tongyuan has been panicking because of an incident recently.
The old Liaotou family who lived on the main street of Tongyuan were also worried and kept their door tightly closed all day long. Unfortunately, trouble finally found their way to the door.
That day, Lao Liao was taking a nap in bed when he was suddenly awakened by a loud knock on the door.
His wife, who was sitting on a stool to pick up the soles of her shoes, was frightened by the sound and the needle tip slipped and stuck on her fingertips.
The old couple looked at each other in panic.
"Here we come, it must be them." The old man hurriedly put on his shoes and walked out. His wife also put down her sewing basket and followed him out.
As soon as the old couple left the house, their son, daughter-in-law, and grandson also came out.
The family of five looked in the direction of the courtyard gate in horror.
"Dad...what should I do? It must be them."
Old Liao also looked panicked and thought for a moment, "Go, let's get one guy each." As he said this, he started to hold the broom.
His wife also went into the kitchen to get a rolling pin, and his son and daughter-in-law also got sticks. Finally, the grandson was called to hide in the house.
The knocking on the door became more and more intense, and the four people in the courtyard held their breath nervously and stared at the door.
Suddenly, the courtyard door was kicked open with a bang, hit the wall, bounced back, and then kicked open again.
The old Liaotou family's hearts were in their throats. Seeing the door hanging precariously on the door frame, they were all afraid and stepped back step by step.
A group of about ten people looked fierce, and they all held big weapons in their hands, and they looked like they were used to licking blood from the knife edges.
The old Liaotou family turned pale with fright and did not dare to speak first. They could only look at the visitor in horror.
The leader of the visitors stood up with a stern look on his face, took out a deed from his arms, shook it open, and said to old Liaotou and his family: "This house belongs to us, you should get out of here quickly."