There are many time-honored brands in Zhang Xiaoke's city, generally with food, and these time-honored brands are generally in the alleys of the old city, with antique facades and endless queues. Han Shifei's tailor shop has no signboards, but the windows are filled with all kinds of men's and women's clothes. There are cheongsams, horse coats, and children's ready-to-wear, most of which are a little more Chinese.

The door was a wooden door, and it creaked when it was pushed open. There was a sign hanging on the door with the word "in" written on it.

If it weren't for Han Shifei and bringing it here, Zhang Xiaoke wouldn't have found out that this was a tailor shop after walking a few times.

Han Shifei knocked on the door and pushed it in.

There was no one in the shop, a long counter with all kinds of fabrics hanging behind the counter, and neatly folded clothes on one side. There is a rolling hanger on the ground with all kinds of clothes hanging on it. There are three small doors at the back of the store.

"Mr. Lei......" Han Shifei shouted inside.

"Here we go!" Out of the middle door came an old gentleman, dressed in a vest, with reading glasses around his neck, and a soft ruler in his pocket on one side of the vest, who was over sixty years old.

"Yikes! Isn't this Mr. Xiao Han? Have you returned from abroad? Your aunt and uncle are back too? ”

"Nope! I'm alone. Han Shifei said, "Your business is not bad." ”

"Two days ago, a celebrity was going to get married, and more than a dozen pieces were set for her and the bridesmaids. Xiao Lei and I are just done. Mr. Lei turned around and shouted, "Little Lei, which one is coming?" ”

The small door on the right poked his head out, "Mr. Xiao Han!" A man who was slightly older than Han Shifei flashed out, with a delicate face, polite and polite, and also wearing a small vest, "I'm cutting clothes." ”

"The boss went to deliver the goods, and the second guy has an online store, and there are always people who want clothes. Just Xiao Lei is in the store. Now why don't these young people understand it, the clothes have to be measured and tried by themselves, why is it called tailor-made, what L and S are learned from foreigners, and the clothes can't wear their own taste. Mr. Ray said.

"Mr. Xiao Han, why are you here this time?" Xiao Lei asked.

"A friend of mine came to take her to make a cheongsam." Han Shifei pushed Zhang Xiaoke out, "Mr. Lei, let's see what style is suitable?" ”

Mr. Lei began to look Zhang Xiaoke up and down, "Well, the face is round, and it can be regarded as a goose egg face." Eyebrows, the girl's sword eyebrows should be repaired. Eyes...... The girl took off her glasses. ”

Zhang Xiaoke hurriedly took off his glasses,

"The eyes are good-looking, the girl is a bit classical, and she will look good in a cheongsam. What occasion should you wear long, high-slit ones to? ”

"Cocktail party!" Han replied.

"The girl's skin is good, purple with gold silk flowers must be good."

"Can I handle it?" Zhang Xiaoke has always felt that purple can only be worn by sexy and glamorous beauties, and he doesn't have that style.

"Xiao Ke, Mr. Lei is an ancestral craft of making cheongsam, and the older generation specializes in making clothes for celebrities in the capital." Han Shifei said, "If he says it's okay, it will definitely be done." ”

"Xiao Lei, go and measure this girl." Mr. Ray said, "Forget it, I'll do it." ”

Mr. Lei took Zhang Xiaoke into the small door on the left and began to carefully measure the size.

"The girl and Mr. Xiao Han are friends?"

"Hmm!"

"That's a good friend for sure. Mr. Han has only brought friends with him twice. There is one who looks very foreign and beautiful, but that temperament is not suitable for wearing cheongsam. ”

"Mr. Lei, don't mention her, they broke up." Zhang Xiaoke knew who he was talking about.

"Well, sooner or later. Mr. Han didn't like that girl at the time, but Mr. Han was very stubborn. "Mr. Lei wrote down Zhang Xiaoke's size." All right! ”

Zhang Xiaoke walked out, Han Shifei had already paid the money, "I use it on Friday, can I catch up?" ”

"Yes! I'll ask the boss to deliver it to you on Friday morning. ”

"Okay, I'll leave the address, and the phone number will write mine." Han Shifei exchanged a few more greetings and came out with Zhang Xiaoke.

"Hey, why do you call you Mr. Han?" Zhang Xiaoke was puzzled by this title.

"My uncle also has the surname Han, so our family has the surname Han. Mr. Han is my uncle, and Mr. Han is me. Han explained right and wrong.

"Your family has a good relationship, right?" Zhang Xiaoke said, "I don't have so many aunts or anything, I have the impression that they are grandparents, parents, and parents." ”

"I'm just the opposite of you," Han Shifei smiled, "so I feel very close to your grandparents." What do you want to eat at night? ”

"Whatever. I found out that when we were together, why was it just asking what to eat? Zhang Xiaoke thought about it, when he didn't have a holiday, he could still talk about his papers, how could he eat after this holiday.

"Isn't life in the world just about eating?" Han Shifei said, "Then tell me what else you can talk to me about?" Online? ”

Zhang Xiaoke hated Han right and wrong a little, why is a little point his own dead hole. I can't communicate about it.

"I think this creation is quite interesting now, you've been playing for a long time, right, take me with you one day?"

"Hehe......"

"Do you know any good people in there?" Han asked.

"I ...... There's a pretty good guy in our guild. Zhang Xiaoke decided to talk to Han Shifei, "The technology is very good." Every time I follow him to play a dungeon, I am very down-to-earth. ”

"Then your skills are very good, and people are willing to join you. Generally, masters are reluctant to bring too much food. Han said.

"I'm not playing well, it's just an assistant, it's an assistant." Zhang Xiaoke made an excuse, anyway, he is also a little pet, and he is also an assistant.

"What guild are you from? It won't be the same as Chengda, right? I remember what it was called, Wen Ying? Han Shifei asked, "This is not our school?" ”

"Hehe," Zhang Xiaoke agreed indiscriminately, the more he was exposed, the more he felt safe, so he had to wait for himself to evolve a little more.

"I know you play games, don't always close the door in the future, it's not good for your health if the air in the house is not ventilated." Han Shifei said, "Don't worry, I won't peek at what you're playing with." ”

Zhang Xiaoke nodded, meeting Han Shifei's smile, how did Zhang Xiaoke feel like a little insect that had fallen into a transparent glass jar, it seemed that all secrets were hidden in that smile anymore.

Han Shifei's mobile phone suddenly vibrate, and he took it out and flipped through it. "Let's go home."

"Okay, I also said to go around, I know there is a family that buys particularly delicious cooked food, a time-honored store, which is nearby."

"Okay! It's not bad for that kung fu. Han said.

Zhang Xiaoke's mobile phone also rang, she opened it, and a message from the guild: The meeting will be held at nine o'clock tonight.

It's melancholy.