"Hey, take it away!"

Yi Shuyuan didn't pretend to be anything, just paid the money quickly, and then turned around and left.

The vendor selling the fan collected the money with a smile, and was still talking enthusiastically after Yi Shuyuan turned to leave.

"You are welcome to come again next time, if you have any fan, you must tell me, I will get you to your satisfaction"

Yi Shuyuan waved his hand and didn't look back, wrapping him with a fan that he was satisfied with, I'm afraid there are few people in this world who can get it.

Yi Shuyuan did not rush back to the county office, but walked on the street so leisurely, looking at everything on the street, and slowly unfolding the fan in his hand.

This fan has a total of sixteen small bones and two large bones on the outside, and it belongs to the most common type on the fan stall just now.

Each small fan bone went deep between the two layers of paper, and Yi Shuyuan raised the half-open fan as he walked, and looked up at the sky to see every inch of the fan's structure.

The fan bones are polished just right, and the whole fan handle is very delicate after the coincidence, without cutting the hand at all, and the tail end is a small iron core as a rotating shaft.

Tough but exquisite, forty-five is worth it.

"Boom"

At this moment, a dull thunder faintly sounded in the sky.

As if based on some intuition, Yi Shuyuan moved the fan away from his eyes, looked at the sky, and saw that the sky had already darkened, and there was a faint rainbow light on the clouds.

The god of rain?

Yi Shuyuan now has some understanding of the heavenly gods, and knows that the heavenly gods do not violate the will of heaven and conform to the four seasons.

In the change of the climate of the four seasons, it also moves according to the weather and time, that is, the so-called general only contributes to the troubles, not that there are no exceptions, but there is rarely this need.

But it was obviously cloudy and sunny just now?

Yi Shuyuan now belongs to the state of one-law and synaesthesia nature, and his sense of celestial phenomena is still relatively keen, according to normal, it shouldn't rain today.

So, maybe it's not a god?

Yi Shuyuan remembered at this moment that he had taken shelter from the rain in the tea shed when he went to the mountains, and the doll's crying in the mountains also affected the mountain rain to some extent, or there may have been Lao Song's help, but in short, there are still many cases that can affect the weather.

"Boom, boom."

The thunder sounded again, and with this much louder thunder, the sky became darker, and it was really going to rain, and it didn't look like it was going to be light.

Yi Shuyuan is not the only one who knows how to read the sky, in fact, most people with rich life experience can also see it, especially those who have to set up stalls outside all year round.

The crowd was hurriedly flowing around Yi Shuyuan, and at this moment, both pedestrians and some vendors on the street were a little surprised and panicked.

"It's going to rain?" "Hurry up, it's going to rain!"

"Oh, what does God say it's raining."

"I didn't even bring a rain shelter!" "Me too, who would have thought!"

The footsteps of people on the street have become faster, and some vendors are also scrambling to clean up their stalls.

Yi Shuyuan ran to the eaves of a fabric store, and when he saw that the shopkeeper was hurriedly cleaning up the fabrics outside the store, he also stepped forward to help.

"Thank you for this son, just help me put it on the shelf inside!"

When the shopkeeper saw an unknown Confucian student come to help arrange the fabrics, he hurriedly thanked him and sped up.

"Good!"

Yi Shuyuan didn't say much, every time he picked up a few pieces of cloth and went into the store to set them up, and after alternating with the store a few times, he put all the cloth on the stall outside.

Just as the two of them were lifting the shelves against the wall and placing them, almost the next moment, heavy rain fell from the sky.

"Bang la la la la"

The rain fell as soon as it was pleased, and many pedestrians on the road screamed.

"Ah, it's raining!" "Get out of the way—"

Shops and under the eaves of the streets instantly become sought-after places.

Many people on the streets have fled to these places to escape the rain, and of course there are some people who are still running wild in the rain.

There were also many people from Yi Shuyuan's fabric shop to take shelter from the rain, and he had already refocused his attention on the outside at the moment, looking at the sky like a distracted man.

"Boom"

Beyond the sound of rain and the occasional thunder, Yi Shuyuan faintly heard another voice.

"Moo."

The sound is a bit like a cow's bark?

Yi Shuyuan almost subconsciously looked at the left and right ends of the street, except for running pedestrians and panicked vendors, he didn't see any ox carts.

"Boom"

The thunder began again, mixed with the howling of the wind.

"Woohoo. Whew."

The heavy rain swept towards the cornice and other places, and all the redundant people around Yi Shuyuan shouted and retreated.

"Oops" "Get in and hide!" ”

There were people on the side, Yi Shuyuan didn't use any special means, just subconsciously waved the fan, the hem of his shirt was poured by the rain, and the fan in his hand was also wet by the rain.

Yi Shuyuan frowned after a "tsk", and a large piece of paper on the folding fan was wet.

Another gust of wind swept in with the rain, and this time the people around him had already taken refuge in the shop behind them.

The folding fan in Yi Shuyuan's hand shook slightly, and the rain curtain was swept away not far in front of him, but only Yi Shuyuan himself was left outside, and naturally no one noticed this.

Yi Shuyuan, who was observing the rain, listened attentively, but never heard that sound again.

"Did you hear that?"

Gray Mian cautiously poked his head out of Yi Shuyuan's neckline.

"Thunder? It's scary."

Youkai, especially those who don't have enough Taoism, are naturally extremely afraid of thunder, and even Gray Mian is no exception.

"This guest officer, it's raining heavily outside, why don't you come and hide in the shop? The hem of your clothes is wet."

Yi Shuyuan looked sideways when he heard this, but it was the shopkeeper of the fabric shop, with a smile on his face, obviously extremely grateful for Yi Shuyuan's previous help.

"If it weren't for the help of the guest official, I wouldn't have had time to put all the fabric in, and it wouldn't be good to get wet!"

Yi Shuyuan smiled and shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness, but no, I like to see the rain when it's raining."

"What's so nice about the rain, this rain comes quickly, it rains heavily, it's really not a good rain."

The shopkeeper was also looking at the sky when he spoke, but Yi Shuyuan looked at him twice more when he heard this.

"It's going to start showering before summer arrives, but there's always some weird weather throughout the year, oops, don't shake my fabric"

The shopkeeper was still talking to Yi Shuyuan in the first half of the sentence, and in the second half of the sentence, he saw that those hiding from the rain in the hall were stomping their feet and shaking their clothes, so he hurriedly went in again.

Yi Shuyuan turned his head and continued to look at the sky, the sound just now was by no means an illusion, it should be related to this rain.

Yi Shuyuan rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, stretched his hand out of the cornice to borrow some rainwater, and then withdrew his hand to carefully examine the water in his palm, which was not much different from usual.

Inside the store, a young woman was asking the store about something, and the store just shook her head and whispered in response after looking at Yi Shuyuan.

Yi Shuyuan just didn't see this, shook off the rain in his hand, shook his clothes and walked to the store, and suddenly the sound of talking inside stopped.

"Do you only sell fabrics here, or do you buy cloth and still make clothes?"

Yi Shuyuan thought of the art of Nazang.

I also talked about these things when I was by the mountain stream before, and Gray Mian has also seen this, and there is a saying about the hidden Qiankun in the fairy road.

The spell itself is not too rare, but it is a test of control, and it also needs a basic support.

For example, many demons have cultivated to a certain level and like to swallow things in their stomachs, relying on the inside of their abdomen, and they are part of the body, which is also easier to master.

Immortal cultivators can actually do this, and there is even no shortage of them.

But Yi Shuyuan still didn't do it very well, he planned to come to the regular number of paths, which was also the number of paths of normal immortal masters.

Anyway, Yi Shuyuan felt that his mana should move in his heart, and he would definitely be able to easily hide it in his sleeve.

In essence, it is the inner pocket in the sleeve that hides things, but the sleeve is blessed with a wonderful method so that it can accommodate more.

Of course, there are also treasures such as Qiankun bags, but the materials required for this kind of treasure are both rare and alternative, and Yi Shuyuan obviously does not have them.

Besides, Yi Shuyuan felt that it was time to get a new set of clothes, and the clothes on his body were still the old clothes left over from the previous generation.

When I heard that there was business to do, the store immediately came to the spirit.

"Can do can do, the guest officer wants to customize the clothes, we can buy fabrics, but also set clothes, if the guest officer wants to make clothes, just choose the fabric, I will measure the size for you."

"Okay, then let's measure it for me."

"Okay, guest officer, raise your hand!"

Yi Shuyuan opened his arms and let the shopkeeper measure his circumference with a thin line, and the other people in the store who were sheltering from the rain were also watching this scene, and the female customer couldn't help but look up and down and whispered.

"Hey, guest officer, your figure is so good, don't worry, I will make you clothes that fit, what kind of fabric you want to use, you can see what is hanging on the shelves and walls here."

Yi Shuyuan glanced around, put his hand down and asked the shopkeeper to measure the width of his shoulders, and casually pointed to the pale cyan and dark colors over there with a fan.

"Let's make one for each of these two colors, and one for each of them."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he suddenly smiled even more, and glanced at the color that Yi Shuyuan was referring to, although the material was not silk and satin, but such a neat two sets could also make a small profit.

"Don't worry, officer, you just helped me collect the cloth, and I will do it for you, the price, how about a premium of one percent according to the amount of cloth?"

"Well, that's fair."

Yi Shuyuan confirmed the price of the two fabrics, which should be the final price of less than one or two lines of silver.

Although it is still very expensive for ordinary people, Yi Shuyuan feels that he should make a little better of a set of clothes that he has worn for at least many years.

As for the silky silk fabrics on the shelves, there is no need to buy them, firstly, they are too ostentatious, and secondly, they cannot afford them.

——

The heavy rain at the beginning only lasted for more than a quarter of an hour before gradually becoming lighter, and many people who took shelter from the rain left without waiting for the rain to stop completely, and Yi Shuyuan was one of them.

Because Yi Shuyuan understood that this state of continuous drizzle would last for at least an hour, he would not spend it in the fabric shop.

(End of chapter)