Lingfu Space: Supreme Pastoral Wife

Chapter 123
Cosmos bag? !

Sheng Feng and the others didn't know why, so they jumped up happily when they heard Tu Daxun and other little guys, "Really? After waiting for a long time, it's finally here!"

Even Cang Ya swept away the depression just now, rubbed his hands together with a smile, and looked expectant, "I just don't know how much space the Qiankun Bag can have?"

"Because the quality of the spirit stones used in each Qiankun bag is different, the small ones are about ten cubic meters, and the large ones are more than 20 cubic meters. It depends on your luck."

After all, Xiu Niang sent too many money bags, and she couldn't tell the specific owner.

While talking, a group of people happily came to Lingxi Pavilion. Tu Yi'an opened the desk drawer, took out a box from it, opened it, "Come here and get it yourself."

Everyone's Qiankun bags are embroidered with different patterns, and the materials used are also different.

Tu Jiyun, Cui Daniu, Tu Daxun, Tu Zhengyan, Cang Ya, and Wan Long struggled a while to find their Qiankun bag, and they couldn't wait to recognize the owner, and then checked the space capacity.

"Hahaha, mine has twenty cubic meters! Sister-in-law, you are the best!"

Wan Long rubbed against Tu Yi'an in his arms, and Tu Yi'an stroked his little head smoothly, "It's just as long as you like it."

Wan Jun watched from the side, and suddenly envied the little guy's intimacy with Tu Yi'an, so he couldn't help but stepped forward and tugged at her sleeve, "An'an, where's mine?"

Ming Jing and Ming Tai turned their heads habitually, unable to bear to look at their young master who habitually pretended to be pitiful in front of his young wife.

"There are extra, you can pick one yourself." Tu Yi'an raised his eyes, too lazy to talk to him.

Wan Jun withdrew his hand resentfully, stepped forward a few quick steps, quickly picked out the month-long white Qiankun bag, and after recognizing the owner, put it directly into his arms, which was called being careful.

Tu Yi'an watched his movements, and the corners of his eyes twitched: Isn't it just a Qiankun bag?As for it!It's like a baby.

Because there were many more people in the family, when Tu Yi'an was making Qiankun bags, he made a few more at random. Meiya, Shengfeng, Dafeng and the others also had one, which was very novel.

"This is the Qiankun bag, it can hold a lot more things than the space ring!" Meiya was amazed again and again, she was just lucky, the chosen Qiankun bag was only about thirteen cubic meters, but it was so, and she was pleasantly surprised.

"Miss, do you think you can spare some time to make a few more Qiankun bags? Put them up for sale at the auction house during the Lantern Festival next year, and they will definitely make a lot of money!"

Ming Ye looked at the Qiankun bag in his hand, just like looking at a pile of gold, his eyes were very hot.

Tu Yi'an smiled, "That's exactly what I mean. But the Qiankun bag is a rare item after all, and nine of them are sold every month. What do you think, Uncle Ming?"

"Nine, although the number is a bit small, but it just whets the appetite of those people." Ming Ye stroked his chin and smiled like a fox.

Wan Jun came over, "Is An An too tired?"

Tu Yi'an gave him a sideways look: Why are you everywhere?
Wan Jun feels wronged: An An, I am worried about you!

The eyes of the two met, but Tu Yi'an looked away first, "Let the embroiderer embroider the bag, and I can finish it in an hour."

Hearing Tu Yi'an's relaxed and freehand words, Cang Ya felt so ashamed...

Thinking about how he used to stay in front of the forging furnace for days and nights in order to create a space ring, it might not be successful.

Sure enough, people are more popular than dead people.

(End of this chapter)