European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 126 Tricky Puzzles

"You're finally awake." Socia squinted her eyes, and saw Li Peijun leaning against the door and looking at herself.

Socia subconsciously squeezed the quilt up a little, covering the low neckline, "Why do you guys have such a hobby, you always like to stare at other people sleeping."

Before he finished speaking, a sense of dizziness flooded into his mind, but it didn't look like the fatigue and sleepiness when he just woke up.

"Where is this, why do I feel that the bed is moving." Socia rubbed her temples, and the concentration she had just concentrated quickly lost again.

Li Peijun spread his hands, a little helpless, "This is a boat, you must be seasick, if you can still sleep, you can close your eyes again now, otherwise it's better to get up as soon as possible, according to the pitch of the boat Bow and the discomfort will improve."

"Oh, let me try." Socia stood up with her head pressed, and she lost her center of gravity before she could stand still. Fortunately, Li Peijun had quick eyesight and quick hands, so she hugged her directly into her arms.

"Is it really all right? Look at your complexion is not very good."

The sound of weak breathing was intermittent, and the objects in Socia's field of vision also turned into several double images.

"I really admire you. You can't wake up when you scream in the morning, so you should have a good rest." Li Peijun sighed, and carried the sleepy Socia back to the bed.

There was a sound of impact from the front, which sounded like a cracked plank. Li Peijun felt a little uneasy, so he ran out to check the situation.

"Paissant, what's the matter, hit a rock?" Li Peijun could only pray that the hull of the boat would not leak, otherwise he would really be buried in the bottom of the sea.

Possant smiled half-smile, and pointed to the front, "Here, we've arrived at Harfleur, but there's bad news, there was probably a little deviation when we docked. damaged."

"Fortunately, the personnel are fine, even if the ship is scuttled in this place, I won't be afraid, haha." Possant laughed optimistically again.

Li Peijun breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect to come back quite quickly, probably because he stayed in the cabin all the time.

"Where are the nobles?"

Posang cast his gaze to the other side and motioned to Li Peijun to look over, "Look, they are all lying there, exactly the same as when they went earlier."

Li Peijun looked over, and those guys were lying on the deck, foaming at the mouth and convulsing, and Tas kept yelling like he was insane.

"Just like before, let's find some cooks to carry it down." Li Peijun waved his hand and ordered, without seeing it.

At this time, Li Peijun suddenly thought of a question: How should he explain Socia he brought back to Catherine?

In medieval Europe, although Catholicism promoted asceticism and practiced monogamy, most nobles had several mistresses. Not only that, some nobles also encouraged their wives to find lovers. , worried that his wife would feel ashamed if no one seduced her.

Li Peijun of later generations naturally sneered at this approach. Although he knew that he and Socia were innocent, he still felt weird in his heart, and felt that it was unreasonable not to give Catherine a reasonable explanation.

There are a lot of tricks in negotiation speeches, but the rhetoric is not clever. It seems that I can only think about it and prove it with practical actions.

"Paissant, do you have any fabrics for the woolen products you bought in Norfolk?" Li Peijun shouted loudly from behind, afraid that he could not hear him.

Posang had already ordered the cooks to start transporting the goods down. When he heard the movement, he responded: "There are quite a few. Do you need it, Lord?"

"Do you know the amount of material to use? Give it to me evenly for two people." Li Peijun didn't want to make two sets of clothes, but he just kept an extra set in case he lost it and could save it.

"Okay, my lord, please wait a moment."

Li Peijun jumped off the boat, "You send the fabric to the tailor shop, Socia will ask you to take care of it for a while, after she wakes up, you can send her back to the monastery first, I will go to the tailor shop first. "

Before Possang could reply, Li Peijun ran away quickly.

"Old tailor, are you there?" Li Peijun strode into the tailor's shop, and the apprentice at the counter immediately recognized the lord, and immediately saluted him.

"My lord, please wait a moment, I will help you call the person out."

The familiar scene appeared again, but this time Li Peijun came alone.

"Lord, forgive me for my incompetence. The workmanship is too delicate, and my old eyes cannot grasp the essence." The old tailor couldn't help but marvel at this ingenious design, and his words were full of regret and regret.

Li Peijun grinned and moved the design aside, "I don't need you, I can do it myself, do you have any tools?"

The tailor nodded dully, "Yes, but..."

After hearing the affirmative answer, Li Peijun jumped over the counter and walked towards the inner room.

In the huge studio, the only work on the case is the suit on Li Peijun's design drawings, and the rest are temporarily put aside.

"My lord, with all due respect, tailoring is a technical job, but..."

Li Peijun did not raise his head, and had already spread out the fabric for cutting, and responded confidently: "I understand technical work, don't worry."

My design skills are already at the full level, and those complex precision instruments may still be a little tricky, but if it's just making clothes, Li Peijun's design concepts and hands-on ability can completely hold a Harfleur fashion show by himself.

Staring at the flat, snow-white fabric, the next second while holding one's breath, all the details of the entire outfit are revealed. From the neckline to the skirt, all key parts are arranged and marked like coordinate points of analytical geometry.

It was too late and then too soon, Li Peijun picked up the scissors and fluently worked at his desk, while the apprentices and tailors on the side were stunned.

"My lord, you don't have to..."

I wanted to persuade him to mark the position and size of each place first, but Li Peijun had already cut out the exact size without any mistakes.

The upper part of the clothes was almost finished in a short while, the tailor was too shocked to say a word, and Li Peijun had already started to fiddle with the long skirt on the lower body.

For the pleated skirt, Li Peijun cut out a large piece of fan-shaped fabric in imitation of the Hanfu Ruqun, and gesticulated the swinging range. In contrast to the string used for accessories, he sewed the skirt head, combined the skirt pieces and left them in place. Slits, a pleated skirt with Eastern and Western cultures was born in this way.

The neckline was originally intended to be designed as a hollow pattern, but the hollow design was abandoned later, and only a few delicate rose patterns were carved on the chest for embellishment, because underwear had not been invented at that time, and hollowing out was equivalent to reducing the height of the neckline in disguise.

The movements slowed down unknowingly, and Li Peijun's thoughts were a little disordered. For some reason, he thought of Socia again.

In terms of background, Socia is a few grades higher than Catherine. In terms of beauty, she is different from Catherine's pampered and tender, while Socia is calm and calm. If I met Socia before, would I Maybe the current situation is completely opposite, or I am still entangled in this.

If it's just a pure game world, Li Peijun will definitely choose the one with a high title without hesitation. After all, expanding strength through marriage is also one of the fastest ways.

But this is not the game world, all the people and things are so real, facing the flesh and blood body, Li Peijun can't calmly hook up with the royal ladies everywhere to gain political chips for himself as he used to through the computer screen.

"Oh, what am I thinking, Li Peijun, how can you be such a person, a guy with a higher education, how can you have such dirty thoughts." Li Peijun scolded himself in Chinese, and hit him again Slap to wake yourself up.

"Oops, a piece of the cuff was accidentally cut off, damn it." Li Peijun looked at the half-finished piece in front of him, feeling heartbroken.

"Fortunately, we can still save it. We might as well make the cuffs hollow."

Li Peijun simply kept on doing nothing, making mistakes and making mistakes. He also cut off the cuffs on the other side to the corresponding size, and then sewed and mended them, and the whole suit was completed immediately.

The tailor's amazed expression has been hanging on his face since the moment he picked up the tailor's knife. After finally recovering from his body, he said tremblingly: "Master Lord, you...do you still accept apprentices?"

Li Peijun smiled and packed the newly made clothes, "It's a pity, I'm very busy these days, I can teach you two tricks when I have time." After speaking, he carried the clothes and left the store excitedly.

Returning to the monastery, I hurriedly pushed open the wooden door. Catherine was already waiting for me in the living room. Her charming face still fascinated me. Although I hadn’t seen her for a few days, this attachment seemed to have been settled for a long time, and I didn’t have time to see her. Take a second look, and you will hear a question head-on.

"who is she."

(End of this chapter)