Zishu stiffened her face, stared at the tulle in her hand that was torn by her, and said in a daze, "Broken?"

There was disbelief in the voice.

Zishu swore that she really didn't use much strength just now, just pulled it gently.

It's true.

But how did this thing break?

"It's okay, the banana yarn in this cave is all defective, it is not strong, it is useless, that is, it looks good. Qiushui said nonchalantly.

"If you like it, I'll send you a roll of medium-grade banana yarn to make clothes next time.

I definitely won't be able to divide the high-grade banana yarn,......" Qiushui said here, a little depressed.

The banana yarn in the tribe is distributed according to the annual ranking.

She is at the bottom of the rankings, and she can only get a few rolls of medium-grade banana yarn at most every year.

Hearing this, Zishu breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face was a little more natural, it turned out that it was not that my strength was too strong, but that this thing was not strong in the first place.

Her face returned to normal, and she asked curiously, "Is it a shark yarn woven by a shark in the deep sea?"

"What merman, is it a fierce beast or a strange beast?" Qiushui said in surprise when he heard this.

When Zishu saw the appearance of Qiushui, he probably thought too much.

Changing the subject, he said, "What is this tulle made of?"

"This is made by extracting the white silk from the main trunk of the banana grass and weaving it with a special technique.

Banana grass grows in the deep sea, and is usually guarded by squid, so it is not easy to obtain.

Moreover, in the production process, if the banana silk is not very good, it will be scrapped and reduced to defective products.

There are very few banana yarns in the finished products, and they are generally kept for the tribe's own use, and even if they want to sell, they are generally only sold with some inferior products.

The banana yarn of the East China Sea and the cloud silk of the silkworm are all very famous in the Great Wilderness. ”

After Qiushui finished speaking, he took out a few spirit fruits from the space bag, put them on the stone table, and beckoned Zishu to eat the spirit fruits.

Zishu thanked him, took a spirit fruit, and ate it with a click.

Thinking in his heart, Mulberry Ye also gave her a roll of cloud silk, which has not been processed yet.

Alas, alas, the people in the tribe did not dare to do it.

So, the cirrus silk is still lying in her space.

"Qiushui, who made your clothes?" Zishu asked as he glanced at the skirt on Qiushui's body, his eyes lit up.

"My clothes are made by Aunt Bing, what's wrong?" Qiushui asked after taking a bite of the spirit fruit.

"I have a cloud of silk here, I don't know if I can ask Aunt Bing to help me make clothes. ”

As soon as Zishu's words fell, the animal skin curtain at the door was lifted, and Aunt Bing walked in with a wooden bowl.

"Young master, your snow fish soup. ”

Qiushui wrinkled his nose when he saw the snow fish soup brought by Aunt Bing, although he was very disgusted, but he still took it and drank it with a bang.

After she finished drinking, she smashed her mouth and said, "This time the snow fish soup seems to be better than before." ”

This snow fish soup is actually not difficult to drink, but anyone who drinks it for ten years is tired of drinking it.

Aunt Bing took the wooden bowl and said with a smile: "Well, I added some spiritual honey, and the young master of Traceless instructed you to insist on drinking it for at least another half a year." ”

Thinking that the young master had been drinking snow fish soup for ten years, Aunt Bing had to sigh, that is, the young master without a trace.

If it were someone else, who would go deep into the sea to hunt snowfish every year for the sake of his sister?

When Mrs. was pregnant with the young master, she recruited people to plot, although Mrs. desperately gave birth to the young master of Qiushui, but the young master was born with poison, and in the end he was still inferior to other young masters in cultivation......

"Aunt Bing, this cloud silk in Zishu's hand, can you help make clothes?" Qiushui's voice sounded, interrupting Aunt Bing's thoughts.

Hearing this, Aunt Bing put the wooden bowl in her hand on the stone table, raised her hand to take the cloud silk in Zishu's hand, and examined it carefully.

When she saw that there were dark lines in the shape of mulberry leaves on the edge of the cloud silk, her face changed slightly, and she said, "This is the medium-grade cloud silk of the Silkworm Tribe?"

Moreover, it was still with a mark, and she glanced at Zishu in surprise.

I didn't expect the little girl to have already received an invitation from the top.

It seems that this girl's potential is not small, otherwise this young master of the silkworm would not have sent out this volume of medium-grade cloud silk with his own mark.

Zishu, who didn't know anything about these things, heard the words, and said with a smile: "Yes, this was given by a friend last year, I don't know if I can trouble Aunt Bing to help me make clothes?"

"Yes. ”

Aunt Bing unfolded the cirrus silk, measured it with her hand, and said, "This cirrus silk should be able to make four sets of clothes left." ”

Hearing this, Zishu pondered for a moment and said, "Then if you make two sets of what I wear, one for Qiushui, and one for adults who are about the same size as you, is it enough?"

"Enough. ”

After Aunt Bing finished speaking, she looked up at Zishu, it was difficult for this girl to know the meaning of this cloud silk?

When Qiushui heard this, he said in surprise: "Zishu, do you want to send a set to me and Aunt Bing?"

"I don't. ”

When Aunt Bing heard this, she hurriedly refused.

She is a warrior of Mingxi, how can she wear it, she brought other clothes with upper marks, and when others saw it, they thought she had rebelled.

"I'm going to give you one set, and the other set is for me Eminem. Zishu explained with a smile.

"I really have a set, Zishu, you're really good, and when I go back, I'll give you a roll of Chinese banana yarn." Qiushui said happily.

Although she had spruce, they were made of inferior cloud silk.

Medium-grade cloud silk and medium-grade banana yarn are unattainable in the outside world.

Aunt Bing saw Qiushui's excited face, her lips moved, and she was a little congested.

Forget it, since the young master likes it so much, at most, after going back, please leave no trace of the young master and erase the marks on his clothes.

"Young master, then I'll go back to making clothes. ”

Aunt Bing held the cloud silk, bowed slightly towards Zishu, and walked out of the cave with a congested heart.

After Zishu waited for Aunt Bing to leave, she took some dried fruits from the space and invited them to Qiushui to eat.

"Qiushui, is your tribe near the sea?" Zishu chatted while peeling dried fruits.

"Yes, our five departments in the Eastern Regions are all near the sea, and our five departments are responsible for guarding the sea area and preventing the alien beasts in the deep sea from passing through the checkpoint to plague the interior.

The five divisions of the Central Regions are responsible for intercepting the alien beasts in the Western Regions. ”

After Qiushui finished speaking, seeing that Zishu didn't understand very well, he raised his hand and drew a not very regular circle on the table, and said:

"This is the great wilderness under our feet, and beyond the circle is the sea. ”

Her index finger swiped from the middle and said, "This half is the territory of our desolate people, and the other side is the world of fierce beasts and strange beasts.

However, according to my eldest brother, in fact, the territory of our desolate people is half smaller than that of the fierce beasts. ”

She pouted as she said this, and her fingers tapped a few times on the edge of the arc of the Eastern Regions, and continued: "Our five Eastern Regions are scattered in these locations. ”

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