Li Xiaobai's hands-on ability is good. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info before the morning meal, the remaining viscous paste is used up, and ten semi-finished small black tandoor ovens are obtained, which can be officially completed after firing.

Compared with the genuine goods in the Gan Kee Sword Shop, the volume of these semi-finished products is only a quarter of the size of the stone furnace, and the shape is slightly different.

After the quail-egg-sized demon fire bead condensed by Qing Yao is placed in the furnace, it can continuously release heat for two hours, and if you put in a larger demon fireball, it can last for a full twelve hours.

Compared with these tandoors, the earth dragons, heaters and charcoal basins commonly used by ordinary people are more than half a star.

However, the only pity is that these ten small tandoor stoves can only use fire crystals, real fire and demon fire, after all, they are mortal things with ingredients similar to refractory bricks, and their bearing capacity is limited, once the fire energy exceeds twelve hours, it may cause the risk of the fryer.

However, this level of fire energy cannot enter the slightly narrow furnace opening, so the appearance alone eliminates this possibility.

After Li Xiaobai finished his morning food, he woke up Qing Yao from the study, stuffed the bits and pieces on the square table of the arhat bed back into the storage snake scales, and waited until the tailor shop master who had been appointed by the housekeeper entered the house, and the languishing demon girl regained her energy and felt that she could make up for sleep, but her beautiful clothes couldn't wait for a moment.

The master tailor invited by the attentive Wushuang butler was an old woman, and when she saw Qing Yao for the first time, her eyes lit up.

Such a tall person, this exquisite figure, and this appearance that seduces all beings, no matter what he wears, he can wear a style, and he is a natural clothes rack.

With a ten-headed figure, even if the whole martial arts dynasty can't pick out a few.

What's even more amazing is that this woman's temperament is faintly bewitching, like a goblin in human form, which adds a little more color.

In the end, it is the master who has been rolling in the tailoring circle for many years, and this glance is almost inseparable from the truth.

Li Xiaobai didn't say it, and no one in the house dared to talk more.

If the old woman knew that the girl in front of her was a real witch, she would probably be thirty years younger on the spot, and she would run faster than the young girls and the boys.

The old woman kept praising the figure of the enchantress, and at the same time shook the leather rope to measure the measurements, and soon wrote down all the dimensions.

In normal times, the master only needs to look at it to guess the difference, and the measurement with the leather rope is just to be more accurate.

After a while, Qing Yao, Li Xiaobai and Hu Li's figures were measured, and several family members loaded the high-quality clothes in the house and the clothes that Qing Yao bought in the West Market yesterday into the carriage, and sent the old woman back to the tailor's shop, the first piece of clothing will take at least three days to take shape, and it will take a month to do it one after another to finish all the clothes on Li Xiaobai's house.

This sale alone is enough to make the tailor shop who took over the job a good year.

Loading the five tandoor stoves into the carriage, Li Xiaobai, as usual, belonged to the Gan Ji Sword Shop in the morning, and the schoolwork of the Jingguo Mansion could be rested, but the inheritance of refining the flying sword did not rest, if he wanted to steal a lazy child, a certain grumpy old man had to come to the door.

As soon as the carriage came out of the Taiping Fang, I saw a large group of people and horses coming onto me, there was a high Daxu in the center of the team, hundreds of horses before and after, and more than 50 fully loaded ox carts, the healthy ox pulling the cart was exceptionally tall, the coat color was white or yellow or black, without a trace of variegation, and the war horse riding was also high head and long legs, and the body was fit, it was a rare steed.

Whether it is a coachman or a rider, all of them have tigers and bears, extremely burly bodies, mostly bald, half with ear-length or shoulder-length braids, or even simply bald heads, with heavy weapons on their waists and backs, mostly maces and giant axes, and some of the leather armor with metal armor embedded in the faces of people with tattoos, all of them have a savage and vicious appearance.

In front of the procession, the forbidden army opened the way, holding a wooden sign with the word "avoidance", which seemed to be ready to enter the Hanguang Gate along the side street, and it seemed that it was another envoy group.

Passers-by along the way all dodged to both sides of the road in fear, for fear of colliding with these fierce aliens.

As soon as they saw Li Xiaobai's carriage, these aliens and the forbidden army first stopped in unison, and everyone stared at this rare four-wheeled carriage, and the originally lively street became quiet in an inexplicable instant.

Li Xiaobai's carriage is unique in the imperial capital Tianjing, with two horses traction, large, spacious and high four-wheeled carriages, simple universal joints, steel shock absorption and ball bearings make the carriage's load capacity and comfort excellent, even the private carriages of wealthy dignitaries are much inferior to them, and there is even more than one technical generation difference between the two.

As soon as such a carriage appeared on the streets of the imperial capital, it was difficult to forget it as long as it was seen.

"Childe, I'm afraid there will be a change!"

Sensing the strange atmosphere changes on the street and the countless stares staring at him, Hu Li touched the seat under him, since he had a fight with the envoys of Feng Xuanguo, he brought two eight-sided gourd hammers on the car, and picked it up if he didn't do it right!

"Don't panic, keep going!"

Li Xiaobaian sat in the carriage, although he did not open the curtain or lean out of the window to look, his glass heart happened to shroud the few Rong people in front of the team.

The body trembled slightly, the breath was heavy, and a pair of big hands full of coarse hair wanted to grab the weapon behind him or on his waist, but he moved slightly, and retracted again, his fierce eyes were full of unwillingness and fear, and the two emotions were intertwined.

Suddenly, I heard someone in the middle of the team shouting, and this faint commotion instantly fell silent.

Huli drove the carriage on, and the alien who was parked on the side street in front of him immediately leaned to the right, made way for a passage, and continued to move slowly.

In this depressing and strange atmosphere, Li Xiaobai's carriage passed by this team without any danger, but the tiger power driving and those alien men glared at each other as if they were provocative, and there was a momentum of disagreement and disobedience.

"Is that wicked man in this carriage?

The muscular Prince Di muttered disdainfully, he couldn't understand why the high priest had become so jealous of the other party.

"Your Highness Balu, although the goshawk's body is not as strong as the tiger wolf, it can sometimes hunt the tiger wolf!

Sitting on horseback, the black-and-red wrinkled High Priest held the White Bone Scepter and squinted slightly as he looked at the four-wheeled carriage passing by the procession, as if even his eyes were submerged in the layers of wrinkles.

He faintly felt that every move of himself and the others was falling under the "gaze" of the person in the carriage.

"Hmph, we are the people of the blue wolf, how can we be afraid of these southern barbarians!"

The Han people called the people of the Huangxu Kingdom the Northern Di, and the Prince of Balu, like all the Di people, called the Han people of the Dawu Dynasty the Southern Barbarians.

In fact, the real barbarians were still in the south of the Dawu Dynasty, and they were the main population of the Mang Kingdom and the Yueqing Kingdom, and they were divided into white barbarians and black barbarians.

"Can Your Highness smash the armor, weapons, and vehicles of more than 200 people in the Fengxuan Kingdom envoy group in the blink of an eye without injuring a single person?"

Hearing His Royal Highness's proud words, High Priest Jachak withdrew his gaze and looked at him with a smile.

"No, I can't!" Prince Balu was like a duck pinching his beak, snorting a few times, his strong muscles involuntarily jumped wildly, but it was irrefutable, he could smash armor weapons and vehicles, and naturally he could kill more than two hundred people in seconds, in other words, he was afraid that he would have to kill for a while, and even pay a lot of price.

In the end, he clenched his fists unwillingly, made a crackling sound, and said angrily: "It's just a warlock!"

"The prestige of the blue wolf depends not only on bravery, but also on wisdom and unity, and temporarily restraining its minions is also for the most ferocious culling. ”

The High Priest said meaningfully.

- (To be continued.) )