Chapter 11: The Clothes of the Shameful
The old bustard looked suspiciously at Song Wen, who was standing in front of him with a calm face, and wondered: "Are you saying that you came up with so many ideas, and they were all taught to you by the old beggar under the Wan'an Bridge?"
Song Wen replied: "For more than three years, the little one has taken time to study with that beggar master every day...... The nameless master was originally from a wealthy aristocratic family, and he was pampered since he was a child, and he enjoyed all the luxury! I know the best Qinglou and girls in the world, as well as the banquet dishes......"
"Rich and noble? Why didn't he starve to death? ”
"He seems to be very good at martial arts......
The old bustard shook his head: "Just because of a baked cake, he fell in love with you?" And then give you all the knowledge he has seen? Is he blind...... Mixed into a beggar and accepted a turtle man? ”
Song Wen scolded a few words in his heart, and finally replied with a smile: "Master has already abandoned his name and surname in the world, only rolling in the red dust, laughing at the ugliness of all living beings, and he has traveled all over the world three months ago......"
The old bustard nodded: "If you go, you will treat him as dead!" Since I didn't leave you any gold or silver, you can try all these ideas and knowledge...... If it works, I'll reward you! But except for new dishes and the like...... Something else won't pay in the building, understand? ”
Song Wen gritted his teeth angrily, but he could only smile and say, "But this satin also has some silver bell jewelry beads...... Where can I afford a small one? Chun Niang's business is not very good, I'm afraid I don't have much money in my hand......"
The old bustard frowned and snorted, "How much silver does the silk cost?" You said that there are ready-made things in the building, such as small beads and small silver bells, silk ...... It's really expensive! What kind of suit do you want? ”
"Black!"
The old bustard looked at Song Wen dumbfounded: "Black? Do you make shrouds for the dead? Are you crazy about losing your mind? Which Qinglou girl can wear a black dress to attract guests? How bad is that!! …… Did you rabbit cub come here on purpose to entertain the old lady? ”
Song Wen resisted the urge to scold, and said to this black-hearted turtle bustard: "First, because black silk cloth is cheap, and second, my nameless master did paint me the color and style of this dance dress and skirt...... It's black indeed! However, it is full of charm and extreme temptation...... It is the red dust style that Master misses the most! ”
"Is it as powerful as you say?" The old bustard stared at Song Wen suspiciously, and finally made up his mind: "Then take a gamble!" The black silk cloth is still left from the last funeral...... That, embroidered lace and beaded bells, I'll ask Mama Ma to send you a box in a while, and you are not allowed to hide it privately...... Otherwise, you know the old lady's methods! ”
"Don't worry, the big lady, the little one will never disappoint the big lady......"
The sisters in the building got up one after another near noon, and after a simple freshening up, they began to find a good place to eat together, bragging, and gossiping......
Bi Tao and Chun Niang's two heads were squeezed together, and they looked at the few pieces of paper that Song Wen brought on the table in a daze......
"Little bunny, where did you come from? This is...... This is what the missing old beggar taught you? Sure enough, he is not a good person, he deserves to be a beggar! ”
Bi Tao also blushed and took a sip...... Which of these dresses can be worn by others? Shame on you......
Song Wen stood on the ground with his hands and rolled his eyes vigorously...... I calculated in my heart that you two have fallen into the dust and become prostitutes! What else is the Liang family woman pretending? What tricks haven't you played? What size you haven't seen before!
In his heart, Song Wen still said obediently: "Two sisters, this is a long lost orchid costume of the Tang Dynasty...... A dignified geisha! What's there? The two sisters are so beautiful and a little plump, why don't you give it a try? ”
Chunniang shook her head: "I'm not a female celebrity, Sister Bitao's skills are good, but ...... It doesn't cost a few dollars to find a tailor, so it's better to hand it over to ......."
Song Wen shook his head: "That's not good!" This is a long-lost orchid dance costume, and now the Hu people in the Great Song Dynasty are scarce, and this kind of clothing has long been lost! Besides, this is a rare opportunity for the two sisters to turn over and make a red card, in case someone secretly learns to take the lead...... Isn't this effort in vain? ”
Bi Tao nodded: "It's this reason, but it's ...... I don't wear it, the officials of the Zhao family won't like me to wear this ...... for people to see."
Chunniang rolled her eyes: "I know that I am worried about the goods that are searched for by the buckles, and you don't wear them to me...... You can do it for me! ”
After a while, the old bustard's old dog-legged Mama carefully brought a small box and opened it to Song Wen is great disappointment...... A few small beads, some glass beads, and a few strings of small silver bells.
Chun Niang sat next to her and munched melon seeds, watching Bi Tao and Song Wen get together and hold a big black satin to compare and sew there......
I was busy until the lights came on, and Chun Niang had already gone back to the room to sleep twice, and then she officially dressed up and ran next door.
Seeing that Song Wen, the little turtle man, was dissatisfied with his virtue, Bi Tao was so ashamed that he couldn't raise his head. On the table, a tray sits a few thin pieces of clothing.
Chun Niang picked it up with a big grin and looked at it, and immediately shouted...... "The little turtle boy who has suffered from the plague, this is too small!" This...... It's smaller than a belly pocket! This pants ...... The pants are fine, but what is this? ”
Chun Niang picked up a strange thing with two small silk pockets and asked Bi Tao.
Bi Tao took a sip and simply hid inside and didn't come out......
Song Wenwei smiled: "This ...... This is a kind of women's underwear created by my nameless master, which is worn and fastened so that a woman can hold her chest up and raise her head gracefully......"
"Shit! What's so nice about such a little bit of clothing? ”
Chun Niang scolded while holding this strange thing and comparing it on her own body...... Suddenly, Chun Niang gestured a few times on a certain position on her body without a teacher, and looked up...... Song Wen has already shown a smile of satisfaction and encouragement!
"Sure enough, both of you masters and apprentices are indiscriminate goods under the disciples! This...... You can think of this kind of thing, too! ”
Suddenly, the world's first bra was thrown on the head of the inventor Song Wen, and two cloth pockets hung down next to his ears...... Live like a pilot!
Song Wen simply sat down at the table and drank a sip of herbal tea to calm down his hot qi and blood, and said: "I told the eldest lady that you don't have to pick up customers in the past two days, just wear this clothes to practice the Hu Xuan dance in the Tang Dynasty...... It will be officially unveiled the night after tomorrow! ”
Chunniang shook her head: "Where is there any Hu Xuan Dance now?" No one can dance, now it's all dancing color lotus songs, Hu Sanglu, twelve-word brand flower screen sleeves or something......"
Song Wen smiled indifferently: "Isn't that right?" No one will find fault with no one...... In addition, we are not going to the palace to perform, just a few actions and makeup tunes...... It's enough to make them look blood-pumping and go crazy for you! ”
"Then, there are no people who know the musical instruments of the Western Regions!"
Suddenly, a person at the door answered, "Yes! The master who taught the huqin in the Daxiangguo Temple had a shop there that sold items such as the five-stringed pipa and the unichord piano in the Western Regions...... And that kind of tambourine, which is still very energetic! ”
As soon as Song Wen turned around, Zhao Shenyan was looking at these epoch-making black dance costumes on the table with bright eyes!
Bi Tao was ingenious, and sewed flowers and lace from other places on these poor fabrics, and at first glance, Song Wen felt that there was still a little lace charm...... Add some beads and silver bells to embellishment, and it looks like a sense of curiosity!
As soon as Bi Tao came out, she saw Zhao Shenyan's eyes shining and looking at the clothes, and immediately groaned: "Lang Jun...... What do you see those pickled things for? It's too embarrassing, if it weren't for Chun Niang pestering the slave family, the slave family would have blushed at a glance......"
Zhao Shenyan paced to the table, and looked at it carefully...... "This, this is a treasure!" Good stuff...... What if, Peach...... Why don't you put it on first and let me open my eyes? ”
Bi Tao was about to refuse, but suddenly glanced at Chun Niang next to her with a big grin...... and Zhao Shenyan's shining eyes, he immediately changed his words...... "It's just dark, otherwise...... Let's try again when it's night? ”
Song Wen nodded hurriedly, and Chun Niang next to him also raised her hands in agreement!
With a bang, Bi Tao drove Song Wen and Chun Niang out of the room directly, and then locked the door......