Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The pharmacies and clinics in the city are closed, and they don't want to do business with people who have been injured in fights.

Mo Li silently counted the types and quantities of medicinal materials in his luggage, and found that the few herbs that needed to be supplemented were not in short supply in the south, so he put down his hand that was about to knock on the door, and prepared to go to the next town to find a drug store to buy.

As soon as he turned around, he found that Meng Qi was gone.

He walked a few steps towards the way he came from suspiciously, and then saw Meng Qi's figure in a cloth shop on the side of the street.

The ink carp thought about it, the weather is getting hotter, it is really time to buy an extra set of clothes.

——Even if you don't sweat, wearing the same clothes on the road every day is a bit too sloppy.

When Mo Li entered the door, he happened to see Meng Qi lighting a piece of muslin, which was embroidered with leaf patterns on a bamboo green background, and looked very elegant.

Only well-known scholars, children of nobles, and old people over 70 years old can wear silk and satin, so there are more types of fine cloth in small towns, and the price of some fine cloth is even higher than that of silk.As soon as Meng Qi came and asked for the most expensive cloth in the shop, the shopkeeper beamed with joy.

"Guest officer, look at this one again, the price is even cheaper, look at how smooth and fine the material is, and the texture... Sigh, although it's not Songjiang cloth, it's not much different."

Mo Li didn't understand fabrics at first, Zhushan County is a small place after all, but it was different after visiting Taijing once.

Even if you don't know the doorway in the fabric, you can tell whether it is generally good or bad.

For example, the piece of muslin that the shopkeeper tried his best to sell was a very bright blue color during the day of the moon, which was lighter than the general moon white, but the problem also lay in this color.

The fine cloth, which is comparable to Weitang gauze, is very thin, and the color is so light, it is very easy to get dirty.

If you want to make underwear or underwear, the price of this piece of cloth is high. In small towns, this kind of cloth is difficult to sell, because there is a lack of arty literati, and most people like those with complicated embroidery patterns. Except for those who are filial in the family, no one will even look at this plain fabric.

"What's the price?" Mo Li touched it with his hand.

The color of this piece of cloth reminded him of the moonlight penetrating into the water from the bottom of the pool. It was the light blue of the flowing water after the night was illuminated.

The shopkeeper looked at the description of the two men, and quoted a price of four taels of silver.

"Songjiang cloth costs six cents a piece, and it's shipped to Taijing to sell for one or two. Isn't the shopkeeper's price high?" Meng Qi bargained skillfully.

"Look at what you said, you can't buy Songjiang cloth even if you want to buy it now! You can only get the things from the south. Songjiang cloth is high-quality and cheap, but other cloths are not." The shopkeeper looked around and saw outside. No one smiled awkwardly, "It's not that the little old man is asking for a lot of money, the price of new cloth can't be reduced."

Newly woven cloth is like new grain, and it is the most expensive.

The cloth will fade, and the rice will become moldy.

"Okay, take two more horses, the price..."

Meng Qi still wanted to continue bargaining, but Mo Li had already interrupted, "No, just one horse of each of these two colors."

A piece of cloth is just enough to make a suit, and there is no second person's share.

Meng Qi asked unwillingly: "Isn't it okay for the doctor and I to wear clothes made of the same material?"

"It will be wrong."

The ink carp exposes someone's secret plan.

The outer shirt is relatively loose, as long as the shape is not too different, it can basically be worn, and it is rare that it does not fit.

Meng Qi pretended not to understand, and asked the shopkeeper solemnly how many days it would take to make ready-to-wear in the shop.

"This... guest officer, this is really a coincidence. There used to be a tailor and an embroiderer, but they all went home to visit relatives, and they couldn't come back within three to five days." The shopkeeper laughed with him, very worried about Meng Qier Because of this, the man stopped buying cloth, and quickly added, "At the end of this street, you will find Tailor Li's house. His work is fast and good, and the price is fair. You don't have to worry, the safekeeping will not delay your business." .”

Meng Qi took the opportunity to chase after the shopkeeper for free of three hundred Wen, and then according to Doctor Mo's instructions, he bought one horse per person according to the design and color.

He tore off the fabric, draped it over his shoulders, and went out casually.

Ink Carp: "..."

People who buy cloth will basically not leave with the cloth on their shoulders, because there are horse-drawn carts and ox carts to carry it.Poor people used cloth as money when they went to the market, and there were some who wrapped it around their bodies. The shopkeeper had never seen someone who "wasted" fine cloth like Meng Qi.

"Doctor?" Meng Qi called back with a calm expression.

Mo Li thought, maybe in the heart of the national teacher, fabrics under ten taels of silver can fly with the wind.

"Isn't it easy to take the doctor's, why not..."

"do not!"

Mo Li hastened to stop him, he suspected that if he took a step too late, Meng Qi might have to wear two pieces of cloth at the same time to swagger through the market.

A piece of cloth is neither big nor small.

It can be hugged and carried.

The problem is that the ink carp already has a luggage on its back, and if it carries a piece of cloth, it is necessary to adjust the position of the luggage to avoid pressing the medicinal materials inside.

Seeing that Meng Qi didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and continued to go shopping just wrapped up like this, Mo Li was speechless for a moment.

Celebrities in the Wei and Jin Dynasties were unrestrained, some with disheveled hair, some with bare feet and open arms.What is a piece of cloth compared to disheveled clothes and no shoes?

Mo carp looked down at the cloth.

"Come quickly, doctor, I have to find a tailor to make clothes!"

Meng Qi urged over there, and finally Mo Li folded the cloth three times, hung it between his arms and hugged it.

Stretch out your hands and pick it up like this, and feel the fabric is soft and smooth.

If it wasn't for the long distance, Mo carp would like to buy a few more horses to make a set of clothes for Mr. Qin and Tang Xiaotang.

——Everything in Zhushan County is good, but the products are really too barren.

Mo Li walked behind, watching passers-by turning their heads in amazement, their eyes chasing Meng Qi until they bumped into walls or stalls.

"Brother Meng, why is this necessary?" Mo Li said helplessly.

"If it's not that there is no cotton or gold material in the shop, and the doctor doesn't like it, it's a waste of money to buy it, otherwise that drape is better."

Meng Qi clicked his tongue and flicked his sleeves, the fabric naturally fluttered with his movements.

"When the sun shines, it shines brilliantly." Meng Qi squinted his eyes slightly, imagining how radiant Mo Li would look in such clothes.

Touching the purse again, I didn't feel embarrassed.

Poor, people are poor and short-sighted.

The dragon's veins are like mountains, so it's not good if the mountains are poor and the water is exhausted. How can you raise fish when the water is exhausted?I can't afford it!

"Since the Four Gangs and Twelve Associations, Jinyiwei, and Fengxing Pavilion already know our identities, then let's not cover them up, and simply use these people's mouths to scare out the ghosts and monsters that may be hiding in the small town."

The ink carp knows everything, which refers to the Piaoping Pavilion, the Holy Lotus Altar, the people behind them and the hidden secrets.

The former national teacher is really a very useful identity.

Mo Li couldn't help laughing.

After Meng Qi finished speaking, he casually picked up a wooden hairpin from a roadside stall.

The body of the hairpin is polished very smooth, without a single wooden thorn.The pattern is the most concise one, but the naturally generated lines on the wood are very interesting, if you insist, it is like a small fish drawn by a child.

Meng Qi was so happy that he didn't even ask the price, and directly gave the stall owner fifty copper coins.

Seeing that he was dressed strangely, the stall owner didn't dare to greet him at first, but when he saw that the money was generously given, he immediately thanked him, and even grabbed a rattle and forced it over.

"The guest officer takes it home to coax the baby, it's not worth anything."

"..."

Xiaolongmai can't even transform into form, what kind of rattle does he need?

Meng Qi was about to refuse, when a hand behind him took the rattle.

"Thank you, old man."

Mo Li saw that the plaything was made very childlike. The handle of the drum was not painted, and the bullets hanging from the sides were made into small fists. The drum surface was a big-bellied Maitreya Buddha.When the rattle drum swayed, it was like beating one's belly with a fist, and with Maitreya Buddha smiling often, it made people laugh.

Even if you feel that craftsmen disrespect gods and Buddhas, you will not be able to speak when you think that Maitreya Buddha has a big belly.

Just take it back to Xiaotang.

Meng Qi was full of doubts, and wanted to ask Mo Li who he was going to give this thing to, but suddenly heard Mo Li ask the stall owner if he could make a rattle according to the picture.

"... in, it won't take long, this job is easy." The stall owner agreed.

Mo Li bought a pen and paper from a nearby shop, and without letting Meng Qi look up, he drew a few sketches and handed it to the stall owner who was selling wooden gadgets.

"Success, I'll draw it to you and keep it for half an hour."

The stall owner happily accepted the broken silver, thinking that this one really hit the God of Wealth.

Meng Qi wanted to watch again, but Mo Li had already dragged him away.

"I still have to make clothes!" Mo Li reminded.

But at the end of the street, Tailor Li was not there. When the two apprentices saw the fine cloth, they trembled and dared not accept the business.

These two bolts of fine cloth are nothing in Taijing, but they are already first-class fabrics in the small town. If they are made badly or they are not satisfactory to the customers, they cannot bear it.

Meng Qi doesn't care if it's just making his own clothes, but isn't there still ink carp?

When he was in Yongzhou, the ready-made clothes Mo Li bought for him were suitable and comfortable, and Meng Qi didn't want to mess things up in his own hands.

After inquiring about a tailor's shop, Meng Qi walked over slowly, looking at this and that along the way, and entering every shop.

Although I didn't buy many things, it completely attracted everyone's attention. Later, not to mention Fengxing Pavilion, even Mr. Cai, who was preparing to leave the city with someone, heard the news.

With a dark face, Mr. Cai ordered his brothers not to delay and leave quickly.

The leader of the Changxin gang failed to sell the news and offended Meng Qi. Seeing that the leader of the Fengxing pavilion didn't want to see him, he was so afraid that he changed his attire and looked like a beggar.While strolling around the city, he was thinking about how to turn around, how to let Mr. Cai let him go, and continue to earn a living in Yuzhou.

As a result, after he had walked a few steps, he saw a man wearing a valuable blue cloth parading through the market on a hot day.

"Where is the madness..."

The sound stopped abruptly, Changxin's leader turned pale, and went straight into a half-closed shop on the side of the road.

He peeped through the crack of the door and peeked out, only to see Meng Guoshi and the doctor enter the tailor shop at the end of the street calmly.

After a while, the two came out again, their bodies and the cloths in their hands remained unchanged.

"What is this doing? Selling cloth?"

The leader of Changxin muttered, and then he felt a palpitation, but fortunately, his body moved faster than his brain, and he instinctively threw himself out.

"Whoa."

Ge Changxin rolled onto the street together with the shop's door panel, and landed at Mo Li's feet.

Ink Carp: "..."

The leader of Changxin struggled to get up, Mo Li suddenly raised his foot and raised the door panel to block in front of him.

There was a rushing sound, and more than a dozen pitch-black nails pierced through the bones on the door panel.

Meng Qi went all over the tailor shop in the city but failed to make the clothes as he wished, feeling frustrated, now that someone delivered them to his door, he immediately stretched out his body and jumped into the shop lightly, including the man and the cloth .

"What happened inside?" Mo Li asked Changxin's leader.

Ge Changxin was speechless, he really didn't see anything.

Because the door panel was broken, the store door was open, and there were no lights and no windows inside, so it was naturally pitch black.

Meng Qi flicked his sleeves, and the inner strength shattered the window, only then did the sky shine into it.

The two black shadows rushed up quickly, their movements were surreptitious.

The whole piece of green cloth was stirred up by the internal force and spread out in the air, like a tangible spirit, tripped here and there and smashed here and there, the two men in black rushed forward and back, they were beaten back by the green cloth, and had no choice but to fight again. Use hidden weapons to clear the way.

All hidden weapons are poisonous, and they will directly blacken a hole when they touch the wooden board.

The green cloth was agitated by the internal force, everything that was touching the cloth turned to one side, and the hidden weapons turned around one after another.

There are people on the street who have no time to escape, and the goods on their stalls.

Mo Li simply followed Meng Qi's example, and he pushed away the cloth he was holding.

Surrounded by inner strength, the hidden weapon seemed to have fallen into a big cloth pocket, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Changxin's leader watched in amazement as Mo Li took back the piece of light blue cloth, and there were a bunch of hidden weapons on the wooden board beside their feet, as if they had set up a new stall selling hidden weapons on the side of the street.

The two men in black were stunned by the whipping, and they staggered and fell out.

Meng Qi stretched out his arms calmly, and the muslin fell back onto his shoulders, but Mo Li hadn't had time to put away the one in his hand.

Changxin's leader looked at Shang Mengqi's playful eyes, panicked, and quickly squeezed out a flattering smile, stammering and flattering:

"Good... good cloth. Bamboo leaves and branches, moon white and frost clear, the two of you picked good cloth!"