Chapter Eighty-Eight: Jenny Jefel's Home
Spo ordered the big worm to teach the old butler a lesson.
The big insect took the order, "Wow, yes, yes......" picked up his big palm and slapped it at the old man.
The big worm's head lacks roots and tendons, and there is no severity in his hand, and this slap on the old man's body will definitely die.
Hua Zixuan hurriedly made a move, grabbed the wrist of the big worm, and then threw the big worm to the side with a force.
"Bang!" the big insect that flew out smashed into the wall, splashing a cloud of debris.
When I looked at the big worm again, I had already rolled my eyes and was unresponsive.
Si Bo looked at Hua Zixuan in surprise, "What do you want to do, aren't we from the united front?"
Hua Zixuan looked apologetic, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, the moment I grabbed the wrist of the big worm just now, I felt like I was in the ring, my first thought was, defeat the enemy, defeat the big worm, so that's it." ”
"You're so ......," Spo franted, "I'm going to be out of luck if I run into you kid." No, I can't stay here any longer, maybe what's going to happen, I'm going to have to stay away from you. ”
After she said that, she walked outside the door, suddenly turned around again, and said to Hua Zixuan: "Wait for the big worm to wake up, tell her that I will go first." ”
"Okay, don't worry!" Hua Zixuan said, "When he wakes up, I'll let her go home." ”
It was as if he had seen something unclean, and hurried away.
Hua Zixuan deliberately threw the big worm out just now. First of all, he didn't want the big worm to bully the old man, and secondly, Jenny Jeffel only designed three outfits a month, so how could he let Spo, a competitor, stay here with such a limited number of places.
After Spo left, Hua Zixuan and Wu Wei smiled.
Next, it's time for the emotional offensive, first to get along with the old man, and then to curry favor with Jenny Jephael through the old man.
The best way to do this is to help him with his work and clean up the yard first.
The stone table and stone bench fell, and if there was no one to help, the old man really couldn't do it alone.
Hua Zixuan and Wu Wei just did what they said.
5,000 catties of high-density metal bricks are difficult to reach Hua Zixuan, let alone a small stone table and stone bench, in his hands, like a row of building blocks.
The two swept the floor, took out the garbage, and finally wiped the windows.
This trick was quite effective, and it was very useful to the old man, and gradually, they became acquainted.
When the big worm woke up, he saw that his master was gone, so he stumbled and fled.
After cleaning, the old man made a pot of tea, put it on the stone table in the courtyard, and invited Hua Zixuan and the others to drink.
Hua Zixuan and the others were not polite, and sat down around the table.
Hua Zixuan asked, "Uncle, Jenny Jeffel is a European, right?"
The old man had a Chinese face, and he said, "Yes, what's wrong?"
Hua Zixuan: "Ao, I'm just curious, how can she be so partial to Chinese culture." ”
Old man: "Oh, how so?"
Hua Zixuan: "First of all, you live in a Chinese-style house, and secondly, the cups and cups I see are all Chinese-style. ”
The old man smiled: "Yes, the master is very partial to Chinese culture. ”
Wu Wei: "Uncle, is Jenny Jeffel really not at home?"
Old man: "It's true. She has to personally purchase the works she designs, the fabrics and decorations she needs, and she went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet. ”
"Oh......" Wu Wei responded, "Uncle, it's not easy for you." ”
Old man: "What do you mean by that?"
Wu Wei: "Things like this today, it should happen often, because there are so many people who want Jenny Jeffel to design clothes, but she only designs three sets a month, so most people can't realize their wishes, and it is inevitable that some people will be impulsive and smash, right?"
The old man smiled confidently, "No, a shrew like Spoo is rarely encountered." You think, most of the people who come to the master to make clothes are well-educated nobles, so they won't smash it. Besides, rough people like Spo, they can't appreciate the master's work at all, they just have a hot brain and want to improve their dressing grade, this kind of rotten person is rarely encountered.
And most importantly, the clientele of the host is all powerful people in certain areas, and if the delivery date of the host is delayed because of a disturbance, so that these powerful people cannot get the clothes on time, how will these powerful people let those who make trouble go. ”
Hua Zixuan and Wu Wei nodded again and again, "Well, that's reasonable." ”
Old man: "Just like today, the master went out to buy materials for the clothes of the city lord, if the city lord's affairs are delayed because of Spo's trouble, do you say, the city lord will spare Spo?"
Hearing this, Hua Zixuan was glad in his heart, fortunately he didn't do what he planned at the beginning, if Jenny Jeffel was kidnapped, her customers alone would not let her go.
Wu Wei: "If I'm not mistaken, Jenny Jeffel is going to find ten gems to decorate the buttons of the city lord's clothes?"
Old man: "Yes. ”
"Decorate the buttons with gemstones!" Wu Wei said, "and how much is this dress worth?"
Old man: "Actually, the gems don't need to be too big, the small ones don't cost much, they just decorate the buttons, not all of them."
Besides, to make clothes for the city lord, you have to give him a discount, after all, he does business on other people's territory, so the master only needs him 5,000 gold coins. ”
"5,000 gold coins!" Hua Zixuan and Wu Wei looked at each other incredulously, "Still 'talent'?"
Wu Wei: "So, how much does Jenny Jeffel usually cost to make a dress?"
Old man: "Seven or eight thousand gold coins, this is a very ordinary price." ”
Hua Zixuan and Wu Wei looked desperately again, "Now it's not a question of fighting for Jenny Jeffeld's design rights, it's a matter of having this design right, but not being able to pay for it." ”
Although Wu Ling got 5,500 new gold coins, there is still a big gap between seven or eight thousand gold coins, and besides, some of these gold coins have already been invested by Wu Ling in the fertilizer making plan. The most important thing is that Wu Ling is a stingy ghost, he won't take out all his belongings to buy a piece of clothing.
Hua Zixuan thought to himself: "I'll just wait to pay for my life in the skirt of the eldest grandson Siqi." He thought of something, "No, the eldest grandson Siqi doesn't have any money, how did she get that dress?"
Hua Zixuan thought of this, and immediately perked up again, "Eldest Sun Siqi will use tricks, I won't!"
After the three of them finished drinking tea, the old man said, "You two, you are here to design clothes for the master, right?"
Hua Zixuan and Wu Wei nodded: "Well!"
Old man: "Don't wait, the owner has already bought all three design places this month, so don't waste your time here." ”
Hua Zixuan was desperate again.
"Eh!" the old man suddenly realized, "It's all over, I haven't prepared lunch yet, and if the master wants to come back for dinner, it's too late to make it." ”
"Cook," Wu Wei volunteered, "I can cook, I'll help you." ”
Old man: "Okay, I'm old, I'm slow, and sometimes I think about it, but my hands can't keep up." ”
Wu Wei followed the old man to the living room, walked a few steps, turned back to Hua Zixuan and said, "You come too!"
Hua Zixuan: "I don't know how to cook!"
Wu Wei: "Washing vegetables, right?"
Hua Zixuan: "I hate washing vegetables." ”
Wu Wei: "Okay, you just wait to pay for your clothes, right?"
Hua Zixuan weighed the pros and cons and reluctantly entered the living room.
After entering the living room, I saw that the interior was elegantly furnished, and the most eye-catching thing was several oil paintings on the wall.
Most of these paintings are abstract, but the subject matter is similar, all about the universe.
The galaxies, galaxies, and nebulae in the painting are brilliant in color and in thousands of forms, and there is no lack of agility in the emptiness, and there is weirdness in the splendor.
"Is this a painting by Jenny Jeffel?" asked Hua Zixuan.
Old man: "Yes, my master painted it, and he seems to have studied art in the first place." ”
"Oh......" Hua Zixuan said, "She seems to like astronomy very much?"
Old man: "Maybe, or, she doesn't stay on Earth, why is she running to Mars." Hehe...... Actually, I don't know, guess. I am a slave that my master bought after he came to Mars, and if she doesn't talk about her affairs, I can't ask about it. ”
Wu Wei: "Did Jenny Jeffel come to Mars of her own free will?"
"Yes, I've heard her say that she came of her own free will. The old man suddenly shuddered again, "Eh, why are you talking again, hurry up and cook!"
The old man said that he ran to the kitchen, followed by Hua Zixuan and Wu Wei.
The kitchen design is very elegant, clean and bright, and the pots and spoons are arranged in an orderly manner.
The energy used in the kitchen is coal, the carbon stove is burned, and the stove has a chimney and an exhaust vent above it to prevent the smoke from blackening the house.
The old man said to Hua Zixuan: "You have great strength, you go and get some charcoal." ”
Hua Zixuan responded and went to the backyard with a charcoal basin.
There are also dozens of squares in the backyard, and in the corners, there are stacks of coal.
Hua Zixuan went to fill a pot of charcoal, and when he walked back, he saw a model of a spaceship in the courtyard.
I was in a hurry just now, and I didn't notice it.
Hua Zixuan leaned over with a charcoal basin, and took a closer look, it was a model of a spaceship with very fine workmanship, and its bow was still facing the earth.
"Coal?" shouted the old man, "young people work so hard!"
"Ah, here it is!" Hua Zixuan responded, turning his head to look at the spaceship model as he walked, as if something was wrong?
Hua Zixuan entered the house with a charcoal basin, the old man was washing rice, and Wu Wei was picking vegetables.
Wu Wei: "Hurry up and put down the charcoal basin, go wash your hands, and bring another bucket of water." ”
After a busy while, Wu Wei fried two side dishes, and the old man boiled gruel.
After introduction, the old man's surname was Liu, and he said that his master called him "Lao Liu", so Lao Liu was his name.
Lao Liu looked at the prepared meal and looked safe, "That's good, when the master comes back, you can eat it directly." He asked Hua Zixuan and the others again:
"Well, you're hungry, aren't you?"
To be honest, the two of them were already very hungry, especially Hua Zixuan, who had a fight this morning, and his physical energy was extremely exhausted.
Hua Zixuan just wanted to politely say "a little hungry", but Wu Wei rushed and said: "No, I'm not hungry, Uncle Liu, we came after dinner." ”
"Oh, that's good. Lao Liu said, "Since you have eaten, then I am welcome." I'm hungry, I've got to eat. ”
Hua Zixuan turned his head and glanced at Wu Wei.
Wu Wei smiled, took out two compressed biscuits from his pocket, and put one of them in Hua Zixuan's hand.
Hua Zixuan was overjoyed, pulled her head, and kissed her on the cheek, "I love you to death!"