Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Lynch plucked up the courage to go to the tailor's shop the next day, only to find that the boy from the tailor's shop had run away without taking anything else, only one person was missing.

Lynch thought about it for a while and understood the cause and effect. He put his hands on the table lightly to stop the dizziness above his head.

In this kind of world, it is often a small matter that will derail the originally stable life track all the way, but you have nothing to do.

Since he didn't know what would happen, Lynch didn't think about him, anyway, he could only do this, if he came, he would be at ease, and just let the wind go.

There were still clothes to be made in the shop, Lynch suddenly lost his helpers, he was busy and fulfilled by himself, and quickly put this matter behind him.

Lynch also likes making clothes. One is that the process is interesting, and the other is that when making clothes, he will think about who they are for. Different people have different temperaments and different habits, so the clothes have to be made differently. It is not only a test of the tailor's ability , It is also a test of the ability to see people.

Until he was hungry, Lynch glanced at the clock and realized that it was lunch time.

There is a pretty good noodle restaurant nearby, and the whistle noodles are surprisingly delicious.

Lynch changed into the navy blue robe he was wearing when he went out, and went to enjoy a bowl of delicious and spicy Whistle Noodles in peace of mind.

There were not many people in the noodle restaurant, and people from the relief society on the street were driving a car and distributing tickets. A ticket was exchanged for a bag of rice. I don’t know how many people flocked to pick up the tickets.

Lynch was not interested in the rice mixed with a lot of rice husks from the Relief Society, and he was even less interested in the "Jesus" and "Atonement" on their tickets. He concentrated on eating his bowl of whistle noodles. He also ordered a plate of sugared garlic, a spicy A sweet, eat with gusto.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Lynch walked on the empty street, strolling in the courtyard to digest his food, and it was almost time to walk back to the tailor shop.

There were a lot of papers with slogans floating on the ground. Lynch looked down at the contents of the papers. He just bent down to read them without picking them up. Even after looking at him so hard, I can read the contents of the paper at random.

It is a letter of persuasion.

The person who wrote this letter of persuasion to capitulate can be said to be a literary and elegant person, with every word in his words, and he bitterly stated the disadvantages of resistance. He bluntly said that only letting the Dayang Empire take over the country is the most civilized and most in line with the development of the world. Please do well. Prepare to meet the Yellow Army of the Dayang Empire.

Lynch glanced at the layers of paper, the sky was still flying, and the plane flew over in the blue sky, and clusters flew down like a flock of pigeons.

A pair of high-heeled shoes stepped on the paper, Lynch looked up, and saw a graceful beauty, vermilion cheongsam, snow-white fur, gold inlaid jade hanging on her slender neck, rich face, black and white eyes, she said: "Lin master?"

"Hello." Lynch calmed down and said politely.

"Hi, I'm Xia Qiduo, and I want to ask you to make a dress."

Lynch was surprised.

He had heard of Xia Qiduo's name before.

He made clothes for many wives, and the wives often mentioned the name "Xia Qiduo", and the suffixes were also words such as vixen and slut.

In the tailor's shop, Xia Qiduo carefully observed the ready-made clothes in the shop, nodded while looking at them, and said to Lynch, "It's very nice."

Xia Qiduo speaks concisely, crisply and simply, without any intentionally tuned soft words. Her makeup is rich and colorful, but her temperament is more chic and neat, which gives her a strange charm.

"Thank you." Lynch saw this rumored courtesan for the first time, and tried his best to restrain his curious gaze, so as not to appear so impolite.

Xia Qiduo said: "Some people say you are good at making clothes."

Lin Qi said: "I don't dare to say that I can learn the skills from the master, I just put my heart into it."

Xia Qiduo smiled. When she smiled, her lips were slightly tilted to the right, frivolous and wicked, but her eyes were very clear. "There are not many craftsmen who can do their best."

Xia Qiduo wanted to order a cheongsam, saying that she would have it soon, and Lynch told her that his cheongsams were always in a queue, and Xia Qiduo's one would be scheduled for next year at the earliest.

Xia Qiduo shook his head, a strand of meticulously coiled hair slipped from his sideburns and fell on her flawless cheeks, and quietly smiled: "Why are you so stupid, I'll help you, don't you understand?"

Lynch froze.

Where does this start?

Xia Qiduo saw that he looked completely ignorant, and shook his head while laughing, "If you want to get rid of the difficult things in your body as soon as possible, just listen to me obediently."

Lynch realized that Xia Qiduo was referring to the trouble of 'plagiarism' on him.

Lynch hurriedly said, "Who invited you here?"

Xia Qiduo smiled mysteriously, turned around lightly, and waved his hand, "Come and find me at No. 9, Tangdi Garden at 17:[-] tomorrow morning."

Lynch was confused. Someone was helping him. As for that person...could it be Yu Tanqiu?

When it was almost evening, the endless papers in the sky finally stopped. Lynch went out to pick up the papers on the ground around the shop. Before picking up a few, a dark car drove up from a distance. Lynch had a rolled up paper in his hand. The ball of paper stood in place, and the dark car stopped in front of Lynch, with many sheets of paper rolled into the wheels.

The person who jumped out of the car was the person from the patrol room, and the leader was the person who had come to inform Lynch that he had committed a crime. At this moment, he was smiling and even flattering, holding a delicate fruit in his hand. Lan, "Master Lin, a misunderstanding has surprised you."

Lynch was inexplicably threatened by the patrol room, and inexplicably received an apology from the patrol room, and the car drove away, leaving Lynch with a fruit basket in his hand with a dazed expression on his face.

When he went to pick up Yu Tanqiu, Lynch didn't pick up anyone. A smart boy who was stronger than Yu Tanqiu said to him, "Brother Yu told you to go back by yourself, and he will be right back."

"Brother Yu?" Lynch said in shock.

The clever boy didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his name Yutan Qiuyu, so he said nonchalantly, "Uncle Lin, why don't I see you off?"

Lynch ran away in horror.

Back home, Lynch put down the fruit basket and fell into deep thought. One Xia Qiduo and the other fruit basket were made by two people. One of them must have been made by Yu Tanqiu, so... which one would it be? Woolen cloth?Lynch glanced at the fruit basket in embarrassment.

Before Lynch could think for too long, Yu Tanqiu came back, wearing a school uniform, tall, unsteady, with the usual gloomy expression, but nothing special.

Lynch got up immediately and said, "Tan Qiu, you're back."

Yu Tanqiu was the first to see the exquisite fruit basket on the table. In this weather, there is a huge watermelon in the fruit basket, which is very eye-catching. He said, "Who gave it to you?"

Lynch twisted his hand, and told about the apology from the patrol room in the evening.

Yu Tanqiu said nothing, put one hand in the pocket of his school trousers, and walked up to Lin Qi with a cold face and a very proud attitude. He wanted to smile smugly, but he was afraid that Lynch would be afraid that he had such great power, so he just Silently, he stretched out his other hand to carry the fruit basket.

The fruit basket was heavier than he expected. He picked it up with one hand, his palms were trembling, his face was a little red, and he said briefly: "Justice is at ease with people's hearts." Putting down the fruit basket, he hid Le Hong's palm behind his back and shook it. He walked away, and scolded himself in his heart—trash!No energy!

Fortunately, although he has not yet possessed the strong body of an adult, he has already possessed the insidious and cunning mind of his middle age. As a student, he can quickly gain the trust of the chief of police, which is a kind of talent for him It is also an instinct.

Taking advantage of the situation is not in line with Yu Tanqiu's aesthetics, but there is nothing he can do about it, he is still too small - even a fruit basket filled with a big watermelon is hard to carry!

Yu Tanqiu slapped the sandbag for a while, and found that he seemed to be a little stronger than before. Satisfied, he went for revenge and ran to the kitchen to cut open the big watermelon.

The watermelon was very sandy, not too sweet, and had a rotten feeling of being overripe, so Yu Tanqiu threw it away.

In an exquisite fruit basket, only two large pears were not bad. Yu Tanqiu peeled the skin, and the pear flesh was crystal clear, exuding a faint fruity fragrance. Yu Tanqiu took a sip of the pear juice lightly, it was very sweet .

Lynch was making dinner in the kitchen, sweating profusely from cooking, and suddenly his mouth felt cold, Lynch turned his head, but Yu Tanqiu rubbed the snow-white pear against his mouth with a sullen face.

Lynch's mouth was almost covered with pears, he opened his mouth and took a bite, "It's very sweet."

Yu Tanqiu withdrew his hand, and without hesitation took a big bite where Lynch had bitten, and said casually, "It's okay."

Lynch's eyes were fixed on Yu Tanqiu's lips.

The pear skin is thin and juicy, and it makes Yu Tanqiu's mouth shiny.

Yu Tanqiu chewed expressionlessly, then suddenly put the pear in his hand to Lynch's mouth.

Lin Qi didn't move, Yu Tanqiu rubbed Lin Qi's mouth with a pear, with a natural look, "Eat."

Lynch moved his mouth slightly and bit it hesitantly.

Yu Tanqiu withdrew his hand, chewed a mouthful by himself, with no embarrassment or other emotions in his expression, and yelled under Lynch's gaze: "The vegetables are mushy."

Lynch was busy cooking again.

The corner of Yu Tanqiu's mouth curled into an obscene and dreamy smile, he chewed the fresh and tender pear meat a few times, and lovingly handed the pear he had gnawed to his mouth again, Lynch took another small bite.

Yu Tanqiu knew that Lynch would not refuse, and Lynch would never say no.

He had set firewood under the water, and he was waiting for it to be warm before cooking Lynch. What should the pale Lynch look like when it's cooked?Yu Tanqiu looked at the shrimp in the pot that had turned from white to pink, and smiled mysteriously.

Yu Tanqiu's good mood collapsed during the meal.

Lynch saw that the exquisite fruit basket was "divided and disintegrated" by Yu Tanqiu, and he showed no pity. He was not sure whether it was Yu Tanqiu's victory fruit, so he used Huatou to test Xia Yu Tanqiu, and mentioned Xia Qiduo a little. It only said that Xia Qiduo came to him to make clothes, because Xia Qiduo's beauty was so shocking that Lynch subconsciously praised her when he talked about it.

"She's beautiful?" Yu Tanqiu said with deep eyes while holding the bowl and chopsticks.

Lynch blushed a bit, "It's outstanding."

Yu Tanqiu sneered, "Missing a woman?"

The blush on Lynch's face faded, he opened and closed his mouth, then parted his lips slightly, "That's not what it means."

Yu Tanqiu knew that he had lost his temper again, and he really wanted to control himself, but it was difficult, and he also knew that he couldn't get over eating shit, he was annoyed and bored at the same time.

"Oh," Yu Tanqiu remedied dryly, "I didn't mean that either."

Lynch didn't mean to argue with him, so he brought some food for him, and smiled at him, "Eat the food."

Yu Tanqiu also brought food for Lynch - a big chicken paw, "You eat too."

Lynch likes chicken feet and duck necks, and Yu Tanqiu often sees him secretly buying these things at the lo mei shop.

Lynch really happily grabbed the big chicken paw with his pale hands, "Thank you."

Yu Tanqiu was satisfied.