Luo nine needles

Chapter 19

Ruyi device is OK.

Qixing looked up at the plaque. This was the utensil making shop she visited last time. Like all shops, it had an auspicious name.

"Hey, isn't this?" The guy standing at the door also saw her, and sighed.

Although only came once, but the guy also remembered her.

"...that lady who bought a tool to make a bed by herself," said the man.

This kind of person is rare, especially a girl, and the guy has to remember it deeply.

Qixing smiled at him and nodded: "It's me."

Aokiji was a little cautious behind him and didn't speak.

The store clerk smiled and asked, "Miss, is your bed ready?"

Qixing said with a smile: "It's finished, and I also made some furniture. The tools here are pretty good."

The store clerk laughed, their tool making workshop is quite famous in Xucheng, and they often hear praises for good furniture, but this is the first time they hear praises for tools.

"The tools here are all carefully selected by the owner. It is said that only good tools can make good utensils." The shop assistant said with a smile, and then asked jokingly, "Is that sister here today to sell us the furniture you made?" ?”

Qixing nodded, then shook her head: "I want to sell you something, but it doesn't have to be furniture. I have to ask your boss what he wants first."

Huh——the store clerk didn't know whether to be surprised or laugh. Is this really a joke?He was only joking.

The girl who spoke was calm and serious, not joking. The girl behind turned her head away, as if she didn't dare to look at him.

"Miss, are you entertaining me?" the shop assistant asked.

"Of course not." Qi Xing said, "You can show my craftsmanship to your boss first. If he is interested, I will discuss it with him in detail."

The store clerk said: "What craft?"

After asking this sentence, the young lady looked at the girl next to her, "Qingzhi, take it out."

The girl lowered her head and twitched as if she was very reluctant. After a while, she took out her hands from behind her back, holding a pair of .
Straw sandals.

The shop clerk blinked and said nothing.

Aokiji lowered his head and could imagine the guy's face, but since he took it out, he couldn't take it back.

She handed it forward: "Yes."

The store clerk finally understood that it was not a joke, but it was too much of a joke.

Straw sandals? !
"It's straw sandals that a doll can weave." He was helpless and annoyed, "What craftsmanship can you tell?"

Qixing still looked calm, and said: "Because it is the straw sandals that even dolls can weave, you can see the unique craftsmanship." Without waiting for the younger brother to speak, "Brother, you can take it to the owner to see, he is very knowledgeable. Wide, maybe you can see the uniqueness."

Does this despise him?The shop clerk was a little annoyed and angry, and took the straw sandals.

"Our boss has a bad temper," he said, "I annoyed him, so be careful to take back the tools I sold you."

After all, he stepped in with his straw sandals.

Qingzhi looked at his back with a complicated expression, then looked at Qixing, and asked in a low voice: "Miss, can the master see the unique craftsmanship of the lady?"

Qixing shook her head: "I don't know."

Aokiji made a sound, she thought the young lady was very sure.

Seeing the little maid's nervous expression, Qi Xing comforted her: "Don't worry, this one can't tell, let's go to other houses to try, and if the appliances work, then go to a grocery store, an iron shop, whatever."

Aokiji didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Maybe she needs to remind Miss that comforting people is not like this.

"Master Lu, Master Lu."

The shop clerk was holding straw sandals and shouting outside a hall.

Inside, there was a middle-aged man who lowered his head and pulled the counting chip. The counting chip grew in his hands all day long. The shop assistants joked privately that shopkeeper Lu would not let go of it at night.

Hearing the shout, shopkeeper Lu shouted without raising his head: "If you have something to say, don't call it a soul!"

The store clerk hesitated for a moment before stepping in: "There are people outside who are selling, um, handicrafts, and they asked the owner to take care of them."

Shopkeeper Lu didn't even raise his head: "Just tell me what you want to sell, don't call the owner Zhang Yan without shame, what a rarity."

He glanced up as he spoke, and almost bit his tongue when he saw the straw sandals lifted up by the clerk.

"It can't be this straw sandal."

The shop clerk nodded, with a look of contempt and helplessness: "That's right, it's straw sandals, known as unique craftsmanship. I have been an apprentice for so many years, but I don't know what unique craftsmanship is in straw sandals? Can I fly or something?"

He muttered to himself, shopkeeper Lu frowned, looked at the straw sandals without saying a word, seemed to be looking at them very seriously, but also seemed to be distracted.

The shop assistant's voice stopped, and he hesitated: "Shopkeeper Lu, do you want to take a look?"

Shopkeeper Lu put down the counting chip that never left his hand, and reached out to take the straw sandals.

The store clerk was surprised, really want to see it?

Shopkeeper Lu held the straw sandals and looked left and right for a moment, but he didn't seem to see anything, but he didn't throw it away, but murmured, "I'll let my boss take a look."

The store clerk was dumbfounded, watching shopkeeper Lu walking backwards with the straw sandals in his hands.

seriously?
Are these sandals really unique?
Ruyi Ware Shop is not big, and after passing through some messy workshops, we came to a house.

The doors were closed, and the windows were closed.

Shopkeeper Lu knocked on the door, "Boss."

There was no sound inside the door, but shopkeeper Lu was not discouraged, and knocked again and again, three times and three times.

Someone finally spoke from the door: "It's alright, alright, I'm not dead yet."

The voice was thick and hoarse, a little weak, and at the same time accompanied by the wheels sliding.

Shopkeeper Lu hurriedly opened the door and went in. He saw an old man with white hair and beard coming out of the inner room sitting on a chair. He was wearing coarse clothes and had a gloomy expression. He seemed very unhappy to be disturbed.

"Are you too busy? Knock on my door every day." He said.

Shopkeeper Lu ignored his words and took out the straw sandals.

The old man glanced at it and became even more unhappy: "What new shoes are you doing? The shoes on my feet are well worn."

After finishing speaking, he lifted his robe slightly, exposing a pair of feet.

There is a pair of straw sandals on the feet.

"A useless person like me doesn't need to use my feet, and I don't waste my shoes. This pair of shoes is enough for me to wear to death."

He grumbled self-deprecatingly, but shopkeeper Lu didn't care, and interrupted him: "I didn't make it for you, someone came to sell the handicrafts, please let the boss hold the eye."

The old man chattered for a while, and looked at the straw sandals that Shopkeeper Lu was holding.

"Unexpectedly..." he said, with a slightly surprised expression, "is there anyone here to sell straw sandals?"

.....
……

A pair of slightly wrinkled hands lifted the sandals to the light, turned them around, and looked carefully.

"How do you wear straw sandals made of fresh cattail grass?" The old man said in a disdainful voice, "People are becoming more and more impatient now, and they don't even want to wait for the time to dry cattail catkins."

Shopkeeper Lu thinks that he is relying on the old to sell the old: "It is very good to see someone weaving straw sandals, you surnamed Wei, you can see if it is right, don't take the opportunity to teach people, and become an annoying old man .”

Speaking so bluntly, this shopkeeper looks more like the owner.

The boss surnamed Wei doesn't care about the shopkeeper's attitude. He loves to complain and doesn't stop others from complaining.

Wei Dong's hand caressed a knot on the shoe, and said in a muffled voice, "Call her in."

That's it, shopkeeper Lu sighed softly: "After that incident, I haven't seen anyone coming for a long time, so it hasn't stopped yet."

Wei Dongjia sneered: "Maybe it's just a person who eats and drinks. The foundation has been destroyed, and the rest are rotten fish and shrimps. It's good to cut them off."

Shopkeeper Lu glared at him, then flung his sleeves and went out.

Seeing shopkeeper Lu personally bring Qixing in, Qingzhi was a little nervous, and the shop assistant was also a little nervous.

In the past, some craftsmen did come to sell goods, but most of them were the master craftsmen in the workshop, and no one was personally entertained by the owner.

These sandals are so amazing.

This lady's craftsmanship is extraordinary.

"Miss Xiaoqing." The store clerk asked respectfully, "Please sit down and wait. I'll bring you tea and some snacks. It's specially for female customers. Do you want to try it?"

When Qingzhi was outside being entertained by shop assistants, Qixing saw the owner of Ruyifang, and only got a snort.

"Still a child." Wei Dongjia muttered.

Seven Star Salute: "The late students come from Xinghua Mountain outside the city..."

But her self-introduction was interrupted.

"Okay, everyone don't ask about your background and background, haven't your parents taught you?" Wei Dong's family didn't even bother to raise their eyelids, nor were they interested in talking. They just asked, "What's your complaint, what's your contribution?"

These words sounded weird, but Qi Xing was not suspicious, raised his hand and said, "Verse, Mr. 24 of the Ning family of Xu Cheng used his power to bully others and run rampant in Shunde Building. Please help the weak and eliminate the harm in the world."

(End of this chapter)