"It turned out to be Yiyi girl, Zhao Yiyi...... Yes, yes, the hands are long and firm, and the two are in the same place, but it is quite a meaningful name. Ziyou exclaimed.

But as soon as these words came out, even Ziyou was startled, this poem ...... Did he do it himself? Maybe I read it before, and suddenly I heard Zhao Yiyi's name, and then I came to the inspiration, but no matter what, no one in this world should have written this poem...... Then I'm sorry, I can join the Ziyou poetry collection in the future.

The exit of the poem not only shocked Ziyou, but also shocked Zhao Yiyi, who was measuring Ziyou's figure, the work in her hand stopped, she raised a pair of shining eyes, and asked in surprise. "The little girl has never heard of this poem, and she dares to ask if this poem was written by the child?"

Sure enough, anyone who can recite poems can be called a son, and Zhao Yiyi changed his words really quickly.

Whether this poem was written by Ziyou or not, he himself can't figure it out, but if he admits that he didn't write it. obviously violates Ziyou's spirit of pretending, and he doesn't do it at a loss.

Ziyou smiled and said with a humble expression. "Clumsy, clumsy, and not on the stage, that is, because the girl's name is very good, she just chanted it casually, but it made the girl laugh."

It's easy to pretend to be a hand.

"Childe is humble." Zhao Yiyi smiled slightly, and then fell into deep thought, as if she was savoring the meaning of Ziyou's poem. "A couple raised their arms to say goodbye to each other, but because it was difficult to let go of each other, the arms were unwilling to fall for a long time, how deep should the feelings between them be."

It turned out that this poem had such a meaning, and Ziyou only understood the translation of the vernacular of this poem when he heard Zhao Yiyi's analysis. He didn't know the meaning of the poem he "wrote", and he was really ashamed to say it...... Ashamed.

But how did Zhao Yiyi know that there was a couple in the poem? Why can't it be a friend? It's also possible, hey, ancient Chinese poetry is really broad and profound.

This poem is a love poem, women are most likely to fall into the artistic conception of love, and Zhao Yiyi feels the love atmosphere in the poem, and she is a little difficult to extricate herself.

Ziyou raised his hand and said to Zhao Yiyi in front of him. "You see me raising my hand, my feelings are also very deep."

Zhao Yiyi looked up and saw that Ziyou was not raising his hands, but the people in the poem raised their hands to say goodbye. Ziyou raised his hand to measure his figure, and the two things that didn't match him at all were connected by Ziyou.

Zhao Yiyi also thought it was funny, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Ah, I just talked to you, and I forgot the size I gave you!" Zhao Yiyi was suddenly startled and shouted.

It turned out that Zhao Yiyi had a good memory, and every time she measured the size of the customer's body, she remembered it in her mind, and only transcribed it on the paper afterwards...... It is used to make clothes.

But just now, Ziyou made such a mistake, which made Zhao Yiyi completely deviate, and even thought about poetry, even if she had a good memory, she almost forgot about it.

So what to do?

"I'll have to measure it again." Zhao Yiyi said a little apologetically.

"That's what I want." Ziyou snapped his fingers and smiled.

"What did Childe say?" Zhao Yiyi didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing...... It's nothing. You measure slowly, I have time, and it doesn't matter if it's seven or eight hours. ”

Being measured by Zhao Yiyi is simply enjoyable, Ziyou wishes that Zhao Yiyi would measure herself a few more times.

"That's going to be the time." Zhao Yiyi pouted, and had to continue to bury her head in her work. She found out that this male beggar spoke very evilly, and if he didn't pay attention to it, he would lead him astray, in order to end the work normally, when measuring his body, Zhao Yiyi let Ziyou say anything, and no longer cared.

"How old is Miss Zhao, is she married?"

"Miss Zhao, do you think my figure is good, is it majestic and majestic?"

"Aha...... Miss Zhao, you squeaked when you touched me, ahahaha......"

Although Zhao Yiyi didn't answer, a flush still appeared on her little face, and it seemed that she still listened to some of Ziyou's words, and she didn't know which sentence made Zhao Yiyi shy.

But Zhao Yiyi finally persevered to the end, finished measuring the last size, walked to the counter and recorded the data measured before on the book paper, and let out a sigh.

It's really tiring to measure the body of that male beggar, who knows where he found so many topics, so Zhao Yiyi didn't answer, and it wasn't okay if he didn't answer, he wanted to laugh a few times but he didn't laugh, and he chattered if he didn't laugh.

I simply finished measuring him, and he was still short of the little girl's figure.

The little girl was very quiet, and it should be very smooth to measure her figure, but Zhao Yiyi soon found out that she was wrong again, because the little girl didn't say a word, but the male beggar's mouth couldn't stop it at all, just like the Yellow River bursting its embankment...... It's really endless.

"Miss Zhao, why is your skin so white? Do you know about facial cleanser and body wash? It can make your skin whiter! ”

"Miss Zhao, you were also a beggar three years ago, that's really a blessing, and we can be regarded as peers, haha."

Simply, Zhao Yiyi really had some immunity, and she measured the figure of Xiaomi, and finished the transcription...... I finally got through such a tiring process.

"Miss Zhao, if you want me to say, your service attitude is very problematic, the guest officer ignores you when he talks to you, if there are 315 quasi-complaints."

What is 315, Zhao Yiyi doesn't know, but about ignoring the question...... It's not because Ziyou asked all the questions, and asking questions when she was working affected her memory, Zhao Yiyi thought secretly.

But it was said. "What Childe said is, in Childe's opinion, how should a little woman be...... Service attitude? ”

Service attitude, this word is very unfamiliar, this person can always come up with some strange terms, Zhao Yiyi was stunned when he heard it, but he could barely understand it.

Ziyou didn't see anything outside, and replied casually. "Confucius said, the guest officer is God, God doesn't know? Well, it can be understood as the Jade Emperor, so if the guest officer has any requirements, as a storekeeper, he must meet them as much as possible, so that they will be willing to pay out of their pockets. ”

"The guest officer is God?" Zhao Yiyi lowered her head and thought secretly. "What conditions do you have to accept? What if the guest officers make rude demands? ”

Speaking of this, a touch of color floated out of Zhao Yiyi's face, and she didn't know where her mind went.

This Zhao Yiyi's imagination is really divergent, and Ziyou is also convinced, and said. "Of course it's not okay to be rude to make a request, if the guest officer makes such a request, they won't be the Jade Emperor, but the Jade Emperor sent to tease!"

Zhao Yiyi laughed after hearing this, this boy is still very interesting to speak, after a few words with him, it seems that no matter how much trouble he has, he can forget it, and he is very relaxed.

She saw that Ziyou was different, saying that he was a beggar, and he could casually make quite meaningful verses according to his name, saying that he was a genius, he spoke very freely, and his language was also funny, and he did not have the superior attitude of Xiucai at all.

"What Childe said is very true, the little girl must take it to heart."

"Childe's size has been measured, so what kind of clothes does Childe want to make, is it a cotton coat for the winter, or a ......?"

Ziyou has already thought about this problem before, since it is custom-made clothes, then it can be solved according to Ziyou's own ideas...... Make some clothes that are in line with the modern aesthetic of Azusa Yu.

"I'm going to make a dress like this." Ziyou gestured empty-handed, but after gesturing for a while, he found that not only Zhao Yiyi didn't understand, but even he himself didn't understand.

Let's draw it for them.

Ziyou walked to the counter, unceremoniously picked up the pen and paper, and scribbled on it.

"That's the ledger!" Boss Zhao shouted.

"Oh, don't be polite to me, if you go out again to help me buy paper, the account book will be the account book, and it will be fine." Ziyou said with a grin.

Zhao Yiyi didn't mind, but waited curiously for what Ziyou could draw.

"This is the clothes for me, you can call it a trench coat, made of fur, color...... Left black and right red, okay. ”

Zhao Yiyi frowned and looked at the clothes drawn by Ziyou, this painting skill is enough, and I can barely understand what it means, but what kind of clothes is this? At least Zhao Yiyi hasn't seen it, it doesn't fit underneath, it's neither pants nor skirts. (In ancient times, men were allowed to wear skirts.) ）

"As for my sister's clothes?"

The clothes of the small rice must be carefully considered.

"That's good......"

Ziyou was inspired and began to draw again.

Xiao Fan was just dumb, but he still had hearing, and when he heard that the clothes below were for himself, he also leaned over and looked at it curiously.