It rained heavily overnight, and the air was humid and cool. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a city built in the mountains, gradually waking up in the hazy light, sparse vehicles and drifting hawks, in such an early morning seems particularly clear.

Jung Sung-hyun, who was used to getting up early, opened his eyes in this slight noise.

I simply washed my face and changed into a sportswear. There is no place for guests to exercise in this hotel, so he can only go out for morning exercises, which is also exactly what he wants. The mountain castle is built between the mountains and has a high altitude, so the air is exceptionally fresh, and jogging in such a place is really enjoyable.

As he ran, he enjoyed the beautiful scenery along the way, and the clouds rich in water vapor were like a thin veil, wrapping the newly awakened city.

After the morning transportation, I came up with two or two small noodles at the roadside. This is the favorite food of the people of Shancheng, and the spicy noodles make the office workers who have just come out of the house feel more energetic.

Zheng Chengxian also didn't eat it for many years, and he ate two bowls in a row before stopping. After returning to the hotel, I washed off the moisture and sweat on my body, dressed neatly and went out with my mobile phone.

It was still early to arrive at the batik shop. The door of the store is tightly blocked by old-fashioned door panels. Zheng Chengxian was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know whether to call the door or come back later.

Just as he made up his mind and turned around to leave, there was a noise behind him, and Zheng Chengxian turned around with a wry smile.

A brown door panel was painstakingly removed from the inside, revealing a handsome woman in a long light green dress.

The woman obviously didn't expect someone outside the door, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hello, I want to make a couple of outfits, yesterday we were on the phone." Jung Sung-hyun smiled and stepped forward to introduce himself.

The woman was a little at a loss, reached out and stroked the long skirt, and nodded solemnly:

"Hello sir, I didn't expect you to come so early."

At that moment, the girl from yesterday muttered something as she stepped out of it. Seeing Zheng Chengxian's eyes lit up, like a foraging bird, he jumped to his side.

"You're here, so early!"

"yes, I'm used to waking up early."

Zheng Chengxian nodded at the girl, glanced at the delicate woman and asked uncertainly:

"Am I bothering you?"

"How could it be~~!"

The girl was very familiar, and patted Zheng Chengxian on the shoulder: "The customer is God!" Now that God is standing at my doorstep, how can it be said to be an interruption? ”

"Don't bother, don't bother."

The woman also waved her hand repeatedly. Noticing his sister's eyes, he greeted him as if he had just woken up from a dream: "This gentleman, please come in." ”

Jung Sung-hyun stepped into the store, and the light was dim because the door was not fully open.

"Excuse me, please wait a minute."

The woman said apologetically, and then turned to the girl: "Yaya, I'll go and pour tea for this gentleman first, and you quickly open the door." ”

After speaking, the woman nodded apologetically at Zheng Chengxian again and hurriedly walked into the inner hall.

"Cut—take the opportunity to be lazy again!"

The girl named Yaya complained quietly and made a grimace at her sister's back.

The door panels are very old-fashioned, and they look very thick and heavy.

"I'll help you!"

Jung Sung-hyun stood up and wanted to help, but as a man, he was really embarrassed to watch a lady do this kind of work.

"No, no, just sit down. You are God, and there is no reason to let God work. ”

Yaya loudly refused Zheng Chengxian's help, and took off the door panels one by one nonchalantly. Jung Sung-hyun touched his nose and sat down honestly. The thick planks became so light in the girl's hands that she wanted to help.

"Yesterday, my sister came back not long after you left, I asked you to wait and you didn't listen, otherwise you wouldn't have to run again today." Yaya was talking and working at the same time, and a dozen or so planks were all removed in the blink of an eye.

"It's okay, I like it here. Besides, the air in the mountain town is so good, and exercise is good for the body. ”

"Hee-hee, you're pretty good at talking." The girl said with a grin.

At that moment, the woman came out of the inner hall with a tray.

"This gentleman, please drink tea~"

Zheng Chengxian hurriedly took it with both hands, thanked him in his mouth, and felt a little strange in his heart.

It's not a teacup on the plate, it's a tea bowl. The blue-white tea bowl is quietly placed in a jujube tray. The woman stepped forward cautiously, such an old-fashioned style, it really didn't look like a person living in the 21st century.

"This tea is also grown by my sister herself, fried by herself, you can taste it!" Yaya proudly showed off.

Zheng Chengxian didn't understand tea, but he had to pretend to be an expert in the expectant eyes of the beauties. took a shallow sip, revealing an intoxicated expression: "It's really good tea!" The nose is aromatic and the taste is long. ”

"Hahahaha~"

Yaya suddenly laughed, holding her stomach with one hand and pointing at Zheng Chengxian: "It still tastes long~~ Do you think it's wine?" ”

Zheng Chengxian looked embarrassed, and his old face was hot.

The woman glared at her sister with disgust:

"Yaya!"

Then he turned his head and smiled apologetically at Zheng Chengxian: "I'm sorry for this gentleman, my sister is more naughty, don't blame her." ”

"No, that's fine. Lively! Zheng Chengxian showed a kind smile, but gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart.

Stinky girl! Hurt Lao Tzu to lose such a big person.

"Sir, did you bring the size you said yesterday?" The woman didn't care about Zheng Chengxian's annoyance, and asked lightly.

"Brought!"

Zheng Chengxian took out his mobile phone, found out the text message sent by Han Jiaren and handed it to her, and the woman took out a pen and paper and recorded the information one by one.

"I feel like you're alone!" Yaya said suspiciously: "It just so happens that that person is also Korean." ”

"Oh?" Jung Sung-hyun smiled:

"Don't you Chinese always say that Koreans look the same?"

Yaya scratched her head embarrassedly and didn't speak, walked to the side and quietly took out her mobile phone.

"Do you have pictures of these people?" The woman asked casually after copying the data.

"Photos?"

Zheng Chengxian asked puzzledly: "Isn't it good to make clothes just need a size?" Why do you need photos? ”

When it comes to her profession, the woman's previous restraint disappears and becomes calm. Hearing Zheng Chengxian's question, he calmly replied:

"Judging by the measurements you gave me, these should be women, and they are young and beautiful women. If I have a picture of them, I can design something that matches their temperament. That works even better! ”

Zheng Chengxian is a little unconvinced, designing clothes according to people is a means only available to some famous top designers, and this humble little shop can also do such a design??

However, he didn't say anything, picked up his phone and found a photo of Tara and Han Jiaren from it, and then handed it over.

The woman took it and was stunned, and looked up at her sister: "Yaya, come and take a look." ”

"What?"

The girl walked over and looked down in confusion, but she couldn't take her eyes off it anymore.

Look at the photos, look at Jung Sung-hyun, look at the photos, look at Jung Sung-hyun again.

"Oh~~~~~~~"

Yaya suddenly pointed at Zheng Chengxian, and her little mouth opened into an O-shape:

"I know who you are!" (To be continued.) )