Chapter 294 Help, the Shura Field is coming!
Mo Yan said with a cold face: "You have admitted the wrong person. This is my first time in the store."
The shopkeeper was very surprised. He looked at Mo Yan in disbelief: "Huh? Admit your mistake. How is it possible? My eyesight and memory are very good. . You came to make the reservation, and you paid three gold bars at the time!"
Mo Yan didn't talk nonsense to the boss. He directly took out a bag of gold coins and put it on the table, saying in a cold voice: "I want to make a custom one too! A dress of golden silk for my lady.”
The shopkeeper held the gold coin in his arms, but his eyes still looked at Mo Yan with temptation and suspicion.
Did he really admit his mistake? But he really looks exactly like that person!
Mo Yan was a little impatient at being stared at, and a look of displeasure flashed across his face.
The shopkeeper hurriedly looked back and said: "Okay, okay."
The shopkeeper handed his record book to Mo Yan: "Do you remember your wife's size? Or should I go and measure your wife’s size in person?”
“I remember” Mo Yan wanted to give Nan Jia a surprise.
"Okay"
After Mo Yan finished writing down the measurements, he looked at the clothes that had been made beside him and said, "Don't be the same as this one, but slightly different."
" "I understand." The shopkeeper nodded. He understood that no one in high rank wanted to wear the same clothes as others.
"Then you can pick it up in a month"
Mo Yan frowned and said in a calm voice: "It takes too long"
Nanjia should be anxious in a month.
The shopkeeper asked tentatively: "Then...then...twenty days?"
"Fifteen days"
The shopkeeper reluctantly agreed: "Okay."
Nan Jia took the measurements and came out, but there was no trace of Mo Yan in the hall.
The clerk saw the confusion in Nan Jia's eyes, and he kindly explained to Nan Jia: "Hello, your husband went to the store in front."
Goed to... the store in front?
Nan Jia’s legs felt a little weak and she wondered if the store owner would recognize Mo Yan.
Nan Jia didn’t dare go over to look for Mo Yan. Her feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, motionless.
There is no way she can pass, not even to death!
Fortunately, Mo Yan came back soon.
Nan Jia took a look at Mo Yan's expression. He didn't seem to be in trouble. Nanjia calmed herself down and told herself not to panic. She walked slowly towards Mo Yan: "Did you go to the store in front? Did you find anything?"
Mo Yan shook his head: "No."
Mo Yan didn't notice anything unusual. He didn't take the shopkeeper's words to heart at all.
The shopkeeper must be old and dim.
"Oh oh oh" Nan Jia nodded indifferently, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
......
The shopkeeper of Golden Silkworm looked at the string of numbers on the record book and fell into confusion. This string of numbers looked so familiar.
I have seen it somewhere.
The shopkeeper frowned and racked his brains, and suddenly a cold male voice interrupted his thinking: "Shopkeeper, I'm here to get the clothes."
The shopkeeper turned to look at Mo Yan, who was walking towards the light. He was in a trance for a moment.
But when the shopkeeper looked at the young man in front of him who was cold but had soft eyes, he knew clearly that the man in gold robe and the young man were not the same person.
The majesty of a superior person was very strong in that man, and the evil aura on him could be felt from a long distance away.
But this boy is different. He has not fallen into darkness and is still on the side of light.
"Shopkeeper?" "Hey." The shopkeeper came to his senses. He smiled and put the gold silk clothes on the clothes support: "It's done. Take a look."
Mo Yan looked at it carefully, the color was bright, the workmanship was fine, and the stitching was tight.
“Okay”
Mo Yan handed the remaining money to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper looked at the golden silk on the clothes rail, and he suddenly remembered why he felt that the string of numbers looked familiar.
Because the size is exactly the same as the size of this dress.
The two people look exactly the same, and the materials and sizes of the custom-made clothes are exactly the same. Isn't this too much of a coincidence?
The shopkeeper didn't know what he was thinking of. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back and the hairs on his arms stood up.
Mo Yan put away Jin Silk's clothes and left.
When he stepped out of the shop and looked outside, he suddenly saw a woman in white at the front of the road. She looked very similar to the master!
Mo Yan took a step in that direction.
Before Mo Yan had time to react, the woman in the draped hat and the man in the golden robe turned around.
Mo Yan lowered his head and smiled, how could that person be the master?
The master was in seclusion, and he probably didn’t like wearing curtains and hats, so she felt disgusted and bored.
Mo Yan reached out and patted his head. He chuckled and complained to himself: "Really, the master has only been gone for a day and I already miss him? Is it good to be a little promising?"
Although his tone was a bit disgusting, his whole body was filled with warm happiness.
The survivalist looked at Mo Yan in front of the ready-made clothing store, and reminded him with schadenfreude: "Nan Nan, your apprentice Mo Yan was behind you just now."
As expected, Nan Jia's legs went weak. Almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Jinlong Moyan reacted quickly and hugged Nanjia into his arms.
Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia worriedly: "What's wrong?"
Nan Jia was now very glad that she was wearing a curtain hat, and Mo Yan couldn't see the frightened and embarrassed expression on her face.
Nan Jia made up a stupid excuse: "No...it's okay, I accidentally tilted my foot just now. Can you carry me?"
Nan Jia asked Mo Yan to carry her and did not It's not pretentious, her legs are really weak, and Mo Yan can't notice her expression on Mo Yan's back, so he can't see anything awkward or wrong with her.
“Okay”
Mo Yan directly carried Nan Jia on his back.
Nanjia asked Qiu Shengsheng in her heart: "Just now, was it really my apprentice... Mo Yan?"
"Yes, why did I lie to you? I don't have that much time."
< br>The survivalist looked at the extremely nervous Nanjia and said even more aggressively: "By the way, you may not know that your apprentice just walked towards you. . But you turned the corner and he didn’t follow you.”
“Ah! Ah!” Nanjia shouted in the space
She looked downcast. A life without love: "Let's change the world. I have to do this. I feel that I will definitely be discovered."
Qiu Sheng picked his nose, looked at the woman sitting on the ground and acted rogue, and said: "No, I have already given you six points. Don't even think about cheating on my points."
Nanjia cried. Staring at Qiu Shengsheng, trying to awaken Qiu Shengsheng's compassion for him: "No, if they find each other, I will be dead."
Qiu Shengsheng looked like it had nothing to do with it, and it responded unhurriedly: "Oh"
Nanjia looked at Shengsheng's unconcerned look, and she cursed angrily: " Damn it, Qiu Shengsheng, do you still have a conscience?”
The Qiu Shengsheng snorted: “I’ve given you the points, and you still talk to me about your conscience?”
The survivalist rubbed his hands. He was actually looking forward to the scene where the two Mo Yans met. It made him feel excited just thinking about it!
(End of this chapter)