Qi Yanwu thought about it, but thought that there was this possibility, after all, Jimo Qinglian was nineteen years old this year, looking delicate, it seemed that she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, thinking that this kid was about the same, about twenty, maybe he was just learning costume design, this robe may be in his own masterpiece, and then, there was something wrong with his head?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Niu Dasha - a person who claims to be a fool may not be a fool, but if he thinks he is a smart person, then there are some questions to be questioned.

"You studied fashion design?" Qi Yanwu asked tentatively.

"What is fashion design?" The little Taoist priest touched his tears and looked up at him pitifully.

Qi Yanwu shook his head and decided not to mix with this troubled water anymore, it was better to hand over this little Taoist priest to Niu Dasha to deal with.

"Boy" Niu Dasha pulled the little Taoist priest's robe, lifted him directly from the ground, and shouted, "You tell Uncle Niu clearly, what do you kid do?" ”

"The poor Taoist law is called Tian Toad, who has practiced for thousands of years at the top of Kunlun, and today he was ordered by his master to go down the mountain to seek immortal fate," the little Taoist Tian Toad said seriously.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", Niu Da was stupid, raised his hand and slapped it, and scolded: "You kid is talking nonsense, uncle, I will make you into flower fertilizer." ”

"Uncle, don't be so fierce" The little Taoist priest was beaten by him and screamed, but he refused to admit defeat at all, and shouted, "I'm telling the truth - did I originally cultivate at the top of Kunlun?"

"Da Niu, you let him go" Jimo Qinglian really had a feeling of powerlessness, I heard that there are some thieves, even some vicious gangsters, once they are caught, they will either hold on to nothing, or pretend to be crazy and stupid, talking nonsense.

Obviously, this little Taoist priest belongs to the latter, and he tried to steal it when he entered the Rejuvenation Fang, but as a result, he was stunned by Niu Dasha with a brick.

Under the incompetence of escaping, the little Taoist priest can naturally only talk nonsense and pretend to be stupid.

"Boy, you just said you could make clothes?" Niu Dasha asked.

"Yes," the little Taoist priest nodded again and again, "I can make clothes, you see, I made this Taoist robe myself, it's beautiful, isn't it?" ”

Qi Yanwu was already completely sure that this little Taoist priest was a rebellious teenager, and he was not saved—that Taoist robe was indeed made by himself.

"What else would you do besides this?" Qi Yanwu asked, suddenly feeling that there was such a sudden thing in the originally dull morning, which could be regarded as a pastime.

"Divination, divination, word measurement, looks, this immortal master is proficient in everything," the little Taoist priest immediately said proudly.

"Shut up" Niu Dasha roared angrily, and he was furious at the mention of this fortune telling.

"Okay, Xiaodao, I will also watch the stars," the little Taoist priest said in a low voice with a face full of grievances.

"What else?" Jimo Qinglian asked stubbornly, she didn't believe it, what else could he pull out?

Sure enough, this time the little Taoist priest thought about it, thought about it again, and finally, looked at Jimo Qinglian with some weakness, and said in a low voice: "Does embroidery count?" ”

"You can also embroider?" Jimo Qinglian asked incredulously.

"Yes," the little Taoist priest nodded repeatedly.

"Cheng" Niu Dasha ran back to his room, Shaoqing, he was already holding an ordinary needle, a roll of black cotton thread, handed it to the little Taoist priest, "Come, I embroider a dragon for the uncle, I can't embroider it, uncle, I will sew up your mouth, I will let you talk nonsense." ”

The little Taoist priest took over the line a little dazed, and then, looking around, he didn't find anything suitable, and finally, his eyes fell on Qi Yanwu's white t-shirt, and asked in a low voice: "This donor, can you lend me your gown?" ”

"I don't have any clothes to spoil you" Qi Yanwu flatly refused, his clothes were newly bought, and this was the first time he wore them

"You take off your clothes and embroider for him, if he doesn't embroider well, see how I clean him up, uncle" Niu Dasha said, while clenching his fist vigorously, and waving at the little Taoist priest to demonstrate.

"Isn't it just a dragon?" The little Taoist priest was very aggrieved, "You also look down on people?" Saying that, he still looked at Qi Yanwu weakly, and said in a low voice, "Your gown is too plain, I'll embroider a dragon for you to ensure that you wear it out, everyone says okay, come on."

"Cheng" Qi Yanwu gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't embroider a dragon well, my son will sell you to accompany me in clothes" said, he was busy going back to the room, changing for another piece of clothing, took off the white shirt on his body and handed it to the little Taoist, as far as he knows, now in the university, studying fashion design, how much also knows some sewing skills, if the craftsmanship is passable, get a Taoist robe, it is no problem for the Jedi, but want to embroider a dragon? Even if it is the simplest embroidery method, I am afraid that it is not something that an ordinary college student can toss.

Embroidery - that has to be exercised from a young age, not something that can be achieved in three years or two.

The little Taoist priest stretched out a pair of dirty hands, and as a result, Qi Yanwu's white shirt immediately left two black handprints on it, and the corners of Qi Yanwu's mouth twitched when he saw it.

Then, the little Taoist priest skillfully threaded the thread through the pinhole, took the white T-shirt and gestured for a moment, and soon he sewed a stitch on his left shoulder.

Jimo Qinglian was very interested, and bent down to stand behind the little Taoist priest, watching him embroider the dragon.

The so-called connoisseur stretched out his hand, just know if there is one, Qi Yanwu had a strange and inexplicable feeling in his heart when he saw the little Taoist priest threading the needle, this little Taoist priest was not joking, he was skilled in threading needles, and it was definitely not the kind of child who didn't learn and didn't even wear the needle hole.

Even if it's a girl like Jimo Qinglian, I'm afraid that she is a person who doesn't sew buttons when she falls off on weekdays, let alone a boy?

Then, the little Taoist priest began to fly the needle and walk the line, the speed was fast, Qi Yanwu and Niu Dasha looked at each other, and there was an inexplicable feeling, this little Taoist priest did not lie, just such a one-handed embroidery, it was definitely not a day of hard work.

"Wow, it's so powerful" Jimo Qinglian's eyes were full of envious little stars, staring at the needle and thread that were flying quickly in the little Taoist's hand, and praised in a low voice, "Look good." ”

In just fifteen minutes, the white T-shirt has been embroidered with a dragon-shaped pattern only the size of a palm, which is a group, and the process is not too complicated, but it is quite fine, and the stitches are fine, which shows its profound skills.

"Do you really know how to embroider?" Jimo Qinglian suddenly had a strong interest in this little Taoist, and in these years, there are really not many people who know how to embroider by hand.

This is not the cross-stitch sold on the street, there is a pattern reference, as long as you aim at the grid, anyone can try it, this is the real Suzhou embroidery, and there is no pattern.

"It's embroidered with cotton thread, it's not good-looking, if it's embroidered with high-quality silk thread, lined with various colors, it's beautiful, beautiful fairy sister, do you want to embroider a handkerchief or something? The peony I embroidered, but it's very beautiful, I don't want to be paid, just give me a meal......" The little Taoist priest's gaze secretly aimed at the restaurant, and there was a burst of tempting food aromas from it, which aroused his hunger, God knows, how long has he not eaten a full meal?

Jimo Qinglian is a little excited, get a hand-embroidered handkerchief, think it's good, right?

Niu Dasha hugged his chest with one hand, touched his chin with the other, half-squinted his eyes, and looked up and down at the little Taoist, last night this little Taoist touched into the Rejuvenation Fang, his hands and feet were too stupid, who is Niu Dasha? immediately covered it secretly, and then, with a brick down, he knocked the little Taoist unconscious.

Then, Niu Dasha searched the little Taoist priest, and he found nothing except a compass.

"This is a poor ghost" This is Niu Dasha's evaluation of this little Taoist.

Qi Yanwu looked at Niu Dasha's appearance, and involuntarily took a step back, this fool definitely wants to trick people.

"Boy, you climbed over the wall of my house yesterday," Niu Dasha said.

"It's me who just wants an elixir" The little Taoist priest was very aggrieved, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with going over the wall at all, and he didn't feel that he coveted other people's elixir, but it was a matter of stealing and sin.

"It's an indisputable fact that you want to steal my family's elixir and destroy my family's wall," Niu Dasha said, "So, you have to compensate"

"How to pay?" The little Taoist priest asked pitifully.

"Stay and work to pay off your debts," Niu Dasha clenched his fists and said viciously.

"Don't you care?" The little Taoist priest thought about it for a while, and finally asked.

"Two meals a day," Niu Dasha said.

This line is somewhat familiar, Qi Yanwu took a step back again, and Jimo Qinglian only shook her head, no wonder the little master didn't worry about handing over the Rejuvenation Fang to this fool, this person really had a problem with his head, he shouldn't want to keep this little Taoist, right?

"Okay, two meals a day is just two meals, but I can't guarantee that I won't steal food when I'm hungry" The little Taoist priest just sat on the ground and said pitifully, and Qi Yanwu keenly noticed that when this little Taoist priest spoke, a pair of eyes swirled on Jimo Qinglian's face.

Qi Yanwu scolded secretly in her heart, "Pervert, what kind of way to cultivate, when you see a girl, isn't it the same virtue?" If this kid lives in the Rejuvenation Fang, he has to be careful not to let him enter the room of the little master of Qinglian. ”

"Cheng, sign a deed of sale, you will be my sister's medicine boy in the future" Niu Dasha said, turned around and went back to the room, not long after, he had already come over with a piece of paper, handed it to the little Taoist priest, "Come on, sign and draw."

Qi Yanwu thought that the little Taoist priest would struggle for a moment no matter what, but he never dreamed that after the little Taoist priest looked at the deed of sale seriously, he actually looked excited, and asked: "What do you mean - I signed this deed of sale, and I am the medicine boy of the fairy sister?" ”

"Yes," Niu Dasha nodded.

"Yes, that's great," the little Taoist priest immediately cheered.

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