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Jin Ping'er nodded.

……

Xiao Cui took Jin Ping'er out from the main entrance, at this time, in the alley, the man who had seen him before happened to be normal, opened the door of her house, glanced at Jin Ping'er beside her, and then greeted with a smile : "Xiaocui, I went there again."

"Morning Angkor..."

Xiaocui said hello.

The man said seriously:

"Last night was okay... Listen to me, there are too many people in that place. Although the salary is a little bit higher, if you go to help me, you are all acquaintances, and no one will dare to do anything to you."

"Angkor, you know me..."

Xiao Cui sighed with a bitter expression.

"Okay, okay, let's go."

The man waved his hand and sent Xiaocui away.

……

Of course, in this small alley, within a few turns, there were three people who had greeted Xiaocui. When she got out of the alleyway and walked to the street, the tense expression on Xiaocui's face, This relaxes a bit.

Walking on the road, Xiao Cui thought for a while, then turned to Jin Ping'er and explained:

"Miss Shangguan, they're just... Niu Jun and I won't be affected by them."

……

Jin Ping'er nodded, feeling quite happy.

Will this Xiao Cui fall in love with Fatty?

Even if she put the blade on her neck now, she said it was impossible.

At her age, she had dropped out of elementary school for at least three to four years, and she was only three or two years older than the fat man.

She has been practicing continuously for several years.

This is at present, in the Eastern Tutu Domain, she Jin Ping'er has met, after elementary school, did not go to higher education, but has been maintaining this ordinary person who practiced martial arts.

Compared with Li Youqu, who abandoned her own cultivation before to inherit the family business as a winemaker, this Xiaocui is mentally tough enough.

Fatty wanted to talk to friends, and he took the opportunity to eliminate the evil fire in his body, it was true.

Xiaocui's mind is obviously much more mature than the fat man's. In a few days, the fat man was able to enter Xiaocui's room, obviously this girl did it on purpose.

……

However, she was willing to say so, and Jin Ping'er nodded accordingly.

……

The two wanted to walk to the scene of the tool making competition, but the closer they got, the more noisy they became.

There are many people selling rare materials for making utensils on the street. In less than 10 minutes, Jin Ping'er saw contestants arguing for some rare materials in front of two or three shops.

Apprentice craftsmen, one-star and two-star professional craftsmen, all put up signs for themselves, clearly marked the price, and helped the three-star and above craftsmen contestants.

"Two-star professional teacher among the top [-] in yesterday's competition, good at wrought iron...helped out with [-] spirit coins."

This kind of shouting sounded one after another.

Lively, still lively.

There were many people on the table, the stove was burning, and the bellows were being pulled. The temperature here was obviously much higher than outside.

What's interesting is that here, no one has any complaints about the scorching temperature here. It seems that everyone is used to such a situation.

Jin Ping'er glanced at the table, the 100 people in the first round of the selection competition.

Xiao Jiu, who was busy with her sleeves rolled up in front of her own stove, put her signature two-handed heavy hammer on the side, and was easily recognized by her.

The tea booths with the best view from the audience are all vacant.

These positions are thrones for those who want to learn or observe the art of making tools.

When Jin Ping'er was looking around, she heard Xiao Cui who was beside her say: "Miss Shangguan, let's go this way. It will start in another hour."

……

Soon, Xiaocui led her to a tent guarded by city guards.

As soon as she stepped here, Jin Ping'er could feel a rush of coolness.

This star's ice-attributed demon crystals were placed on the table, exuding a cool breath outside through the array.

A man in a book-thin robe was writing a roster. He raised his head, saw the two of them coming in, and greeted them:

"It's Xiaocui. I heard from the city guard that there were thieves in your house last night. Nothing happened."

"Uncle Xie Sun, there happened to be city guards patrolling, and nothing happened."

The man nodded.

Then she turned her gaze to Jin Ping'er and asked, "Is she..."

"She is my new friend, her name is Ning..."

The corners of Jin Ping'er's mouth raised, and he felt happy, and followed the words:

"Ning Wanshang."

"Xiao Cui, it's not that Uncle Sun won't help you. You're the only one who can do better work. Those guys outside are all rough people with a mind full of making tools. If your friend wants to come to work, he can only do it." Go to the teahouse to serve people, serve tea to people, fan the fan."

"Uncle Sun, Ning Ning just came and doesn't understand anything..."

The book stood up, sized it up, walked around the golden bottle, and said, "Forget it...Miss Ning looks quite iconic. Let's go sell it with yours."

"Thank you Uncle Sun, Xiao Cui will go to Brother Sun who is participating in the competition to cheer!"

Xiao Cui was happy and said excitedly.

"Let me tell you, two people do one job, and the city can only pay one job."

"It's okay! Thank you, Uncle Sun."

"Hurry up and change your clothes, it's getting late"

Shu Bo cheerfully waved his hands to see them off.

……

Out of the tent, the heat wave came.

Jin Ping'er wanted to ask a few more questions, but Xiao Cui immediately explained:

"Miss Shangguan, Mrs. Sun, who is in charge of the miscellaneous affairs of the venue, once worked with my father, so..."

The two arrived at a simple wooden house, opened the curtain and walked in.

The aunt in floral dress sat behind the table and registered her name.

Taking a look, Xiao Cui and Jin Ping'er picked up pens in their hands and finished registering in the booklet, saying with a blank face:

"Xiaocui second, Ning Wanshang third."

When Jin Ping'er was in a daze, Xiaocui dragged Jin Ping'er into the small room.

The wooden figures with clothes hanging here are marked with marks.

She took Jin Ping'er to No. [-] wooden figure A, who was wearing a thin pink long skirt with slits on all sides. She didn't know what to say for a while, and muttered:

"Miss Shangguan, this..."

"what happened?"

Jin Ping'er asked:

"Oh, this shirt seems to be the same style as mine yesterday..."

"Miss Shangguan, how about I change it with you."

He pointed to the goose-yellow long skirt on No. [-] wooden figure B.

"No need, that's it."

Jin Ping'er flatly refused.

Chapter 380 One way!Who is the Flower Picker ([-])

Under the wooden man, there are high-heeled shoes with lustful colors.

What makes Jin Ping'er feel emotional is that it hasn't been a few years since she brought this thing to this world, and now it has become popular in the entire Qiankun Continent.

Even the best sellers of this instrument-making conference abandoned the original embroidered shoes and changed them to such standard high-heeled shoes.

The style is the Jinyan style released by Qizhenxuan Fan Feiya.

……

"Miss Shangguan, these shoes... don't matter, they are easy to master. It is said that they were designed by the Queen of Nanfanyu."

Xiaocui who came was explaining.

"I don't know what the queen thinks, these shoes are really flattering."

A complicated look flashed across Jin Ping'er's face, and he nodded.

……

Under the leadership of Xiao Cui, Jin Ping'er walked into the competition site.

There is a mahogany table in front of this place where tea is sold, and Jin Ping'er and Xiaocui stand side by side behind the table. If there are customers who want to take a closer look, they can hand over [-] to [-] spirit coins. Go to the front of the stage to watch it.

The audience who did not pay could only be squeezed into the vast crowd on the periphery.

Of course, the two of them are also among the crowd watching the game, far away from the gentlemen inside who paid the spirit coins and sat at the tea table with maids serving them. They were only surrounded by the city guards in front of them.

……

When Jin Ping'er and Xiao Cui came, outside, Yang Zhanchun and Xiao Jinren, who had been waiting in the opposite tea stand, also cast their eyes on Jin Ping'er.

With Jin Ping'er's attire, Yang Zhanchun once again thought of the person he saw at Chunshen Building in Juhu City that day...

Recalling for a while, I saw the dance that day.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang..."

The Xiao Jin people around him pushed.

what?

"Ning Ning, this body looks really good...Brother Yang, what do you think?"

Xiao Jinren beside him asked.

Yang Zhanchun stabilized his mind and said:

"It's okay, but the smell of wind and dust is a bit heavy."

Xiao Jinren argued:

"Brother Yang... Look at that Xiaocui's face is full of rouge, red lips, and powder. How can Ningning have that? I don't think so..."

Yang Zhanchun's face froze slightly, he clicked his tongue and said:

"You boy, you don't understand."

"Okay, pay attention to the people around you, don't stare at Ning Ning. Do it first, be careful about the dispute between you and the fat man about Ning Ning, and sue her now."

"Brother Yang, where's Fatty?"

"Hiding in the crowd."

……

Whether it is Xiao Cui and Jin Ping'er, they do some repetitive tasks anyway, and there are quite a few people who talk to them.Jin Ping'er naturally wouldn't waste a word on these people who had nothing to do with her.

On the other hand, Xiaocui is different. Even if she knows that he is deliberately trying to strike up a conversation, she will still say a few words to him.

Yang Zhanchun and Xiao Jin, who were sitting at the tea stall drinking tea, kept their eyes locked on Jin Ping'er. Originally, the two of them meant that if anyone had that kind of intention, Xiao Jin The man writes down the appearance of the man.

In less than half a day, the people who came to talk to Xiaocui had already filled a whole sheet of paper.