Chapter Forty-Six: Nothing I Can't Do Without My Ghost Hands
Xun Feng thought it was funny, how could this repair of broken copper and iron meet Miss's requirements.
She was just about to refuse, but she heard the young lady answer: "Then please ask the second brother to point out where the others are." ”
When the shopkeeper heard this gentle voice like a spring breeze, his face turned red, and he hurriedly told him the address.
After the others left, he still looked at the figure from afar.
This girl has such a beautiful voice, and the appearance under the hat must be beautiful.
The shopkeeper slapped it down: "Don't stand stupidly, don't go and entertain guests soon!" ”
The shopkeeper ran away.
The shopkeeper stood where the shopkeeper was standing, and said, "When did such a celebrity Meishu appear in Dijing?" ”
Tang Li's master and servant followed the address and found a dilapidated shop.
Xun Feng was surprised: "This doesn't look like a place to do business, is it that the shopkeeper gave the wrong address?" ”
Tang Li saw the iron hook hanging under the eaves of the porch, and smiled: "It's all here, just go in and take a look." ”
Xunfeng wanted to say that such a dirty and messy place would dirty Miss's shoes, but seeing that Miss didn't seem to care, she had to shut up.
The interior of the shop is slightly dimly lit, and the three walls are littered with utensils, broken pots and spoons, knives with curly blades, hammers with kowtows, mottled flasks, and so on.
Xun Feng shrunk his neck and said in fear: "Master, this place is gloomy and scary. ”
Tang Li patted the back of her hand to reassure, looked around and asked loudly, "Is the store there?" ”
She shouted twice, and there was a noise in the back room.
After a while, a gray-haired old man in a coarse linen robe lifted the curtain and walked out.
When he saw this master and servant who was out of place in the whole room, he waved his hand angrily and said, "There is no rouge gouache from your girl's house here, so go quickly." ”
Xun Feng was just taken aback by this unkempt old man, but when he heard him mercilessly drive away her young lady, he was so angry that he couldn't care about being afraid, and stood up and said loudly: "We are not here to buy rouge, you old man is so rude." ”
Thinking about it, the old man felt that the two of them were gorgeously dressed and it was impossible to tinker, and his face suddenly sank: "This is an old place, not a place for you to play, you have to play elsewhere." ”
Xunfeng was about to theorize a few words, but was stopped by her own lady, and she reluctantly retreated to the back.
Tang Li arched his hand towards the old man and said, "Boss, I want to order a few tools, I don't know if you can make them." ”
The old man straightened his chest when he heard this, and said quite conceitedly: "There is nothing in this world that I can't make with my ghost hands." ”
Xun Feng interjected: "Before I came, my young lady had already found a few stores, but no one dared to accept it, the boss was so angry, if he couldn't do it, wouldn't it be a smashing sign?" ”
The ghost hand glared at her: "You little girl is so rude." ”
Tang Li reprimanded: "Xunfeng, don't be rude." ”
Xunfeng stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.
Ghost Hand was satisfied with Tang Li's attitude, and looked at her with a negative hand: "What are you going to do?" ”
Tang Li took out a few drawings and handed them to him: "Everything I want to do is drawn on it, and I have written all the requirements on it." ”
The ghost swore before taking it, and when the drawings were in his hand, he flipped them over, his brows slowly furrowed, and finally a little sweat broke out on his forehead.
"A pen made of powder...... Sleek panel ...... The thing that can wipe off the powder......"
He raised his head and looked at Tang Li with horror in his eyes: "What are these things?" The old man has never seen or heard of it. ”
Tang Li smiled lightly: "This is chalk, blackboard, blackboard eraser." ”