God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

Although the task was completed smoothly, most of the team members were not in a very high mood. The considerate judge did not let them face the final parting scene, but the contagion of sadness and reluctance seems to be stronger than expected, until They still looked a bit languid when they returned to Honmaru.

Sure enough, I'm the only one with the worst empathy ability...

The judge who found himself excluded sighed, but despite this, he still looked forward to a similar task, just like being able to carefully transplant rare and rare flowers in his own garden, watching the desolate pieces become colorful. Very pleased.

However, it is not a qualified leader to be able to get rid of the negative influence of subordinates in time. Although it seems that there is no other use for it today other than helping with luggage, but judging from the nature of the task, there will be many situations in the future that I am not good at dealing with. Reliable They are indispensable right-hand men.

So it is necessary to change the mood and not leave a negative impression on this kind of task.

The inquisitor, who had taken combat traumatology in the distant past, happily made the decision to activate the atmosphere, and then stopped in front of the teleporter back to Honmaru.

"Would you like to go to Wanwu for a walk? Summer is coming, let's add some clothes for you."

...?

Several Fu Sangshen looked at each other in blank dismay, they were still worrying whether the interrogator would be affected by this kind of task, how did it suddenly change to this topic?

"Ah... It is also necessary to increase or decrease clothes according to the seasons," Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada echoed, "You must dress appropriately at all times."

"Yes, just let me do the things you want to carry." Pressing and cutting Hasebe also hurriedly followed.

...Although I don't know what's going on, there should be nothing wrong with agreeing at this time.

The god judge smiled and took Wanwu as his next destination.

The sunny weather and the bustling crowd can easily cheer up the mood, and the mind examiner led his subordinates straight to the largest clothing store with a clear purpose.

Sitting in the private room with a small courtyard, the fusangshen were dazed at the fabrics displayed like flowing water, and watched in confusion from time to time. From time to time, I heard weird conversations such as "You can tell the difference at once", "This suit may be very suitable for Tsurumaru Kuninaga", "Oh, you can try~" and other weird conversations.

The bewildered Fusangshen were as helpless as Snow White who fell into the rabbit hole after being chased by Grandma Wolf.

"Xiaoguang, you...can you understand what they are saying?" Tsurumaru sneakily motioned Candlestick to come closer, "You are the sword of the Date family."

"Even if I say that, I still..." Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada wondered, "The master originally planned to make a set of clothes for us, but then the proprietress recommended new fabrics with antique weaves, and I couldn't understand some of them. "

Words such as cosplay, dark gothic, retro punk, and military uniform temptation are too difficult for Tachi, who has just appeared for a month.

"Tsuraru, come here," the judge who had a good chat with the proprietress greeted Taidao who was winking together, "come in front of me."

Tsurumaru, who felt that something was wrong, walked to the front slowly, and seeing the judge raised his hand, he narrowed his eyes reflexively.

The smell of agarwood rose and fell with the breeze, and the price-worthy gold fabric was shaken up, and fell on Fusangshen's shoulders like running water, and the light flowed softly on the silk, making Tsurumaru, who was a little dazed in the middle, gleaming light.

wow - wow -

The little girl who was in charge of carrying a roll of fabric between the two screamed silently, wishing to stomp her feet to express her inner excitement. When the heavy fabric was stretched in the air, it was as light as a wing. It looks like it can really fly.

"Very good," the examiner looked at his masterpiece, "It's not only white that suits you."

"No... no no... If it's not white, it's not like a crane..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga who accidentally saw the price was completely panicked, and he didn't dare to make big moves at all, for fear of his own gold chain and the like After scraping a thread, he stepped into the footsteps of the Minamoto brothers, "I'm going to the battlefield, and this kind of material is not suitable..."

At least Hikiri and Kemararu are willing to help him pay off his debts, but I'm alone!

"Wrapping the sharpest blade in the richest silk seems to me the most appropriate."

The judge bent slightly to lift the gold chain on Tsurumaru's neck from under the silk, and did not let go of his fingers, ignoring Taidao who was moving forward because of fear, but turned his head slightly to ask the proprietress who was getting more and more blocked by the fan , "Can I get a discount?"

"Of course, of course," the proprietress, who was shocked by the beauty at close range, had to cover one eye again, so as not to fall into a situation of stagnant thinking, "I will give you a [-]... [-]% discount!"

Today is also a day when it is difficult to keep the integrity of the businessman in front of the beauty.

Considering the base number issue, this is an acceptable result, and the judge satisfactorily let go of Tsurumaru who had entered a sluggish state again, and gently pushed him to the little girl beside him: "Then trouble take him to measure the size. "

Then he turned his head and nodded the name of the next person: "Smiling Qingjiang, this way."

Today, Qianfeng Clothing Store received a big order. Although this regular customer who always visits on the terminal is a big spender himself, this is different.

His magnanimity lies in the fact that it is all money spent to pay for the mourning spirit. After ordering two different sets of clothes for each member of the whole team that came with him, the proprietress promoted the new military uniform series.

Inside the big black leather bronzing book are dozens of concept drawings. Although the model depicted by the simple lines has no face, it can still be distinguished that it is based on Fu Sangshen.

"Although it is not suitable for summer anymore, this is a heavy design. It will become the main series in our store, and the price is also very moderate." How about ordering a set? We will give you the service of measuring the size of Honmaru as a gift.”

"And..." The proprietress softly leaned into Jingmo's ear, "You also make a set of the same series, and if you and your Fu Sangshen take a set of posters for us to promote, we can give you the net profit during the promotion period What about the dividends of this number?"

The proprietress quietly made a gesture of two, a set of photos, a 2% bonus!

Jing Mo bowed his head and pondered. He has a lot of clothes in the style of concept drawings, and others don't think badly about them. This business... No, he can help with this job.

"If I want to make it for my subordinates, I need a more refined sense of design," the judge traced on the picture with his slender and strong fingers, "I have to reserve the right to participate in the process. Add corresponding accessories, but I can provide them."

"In that case, the cost will be high." The proprietress regained her spirits. She had wanted to design such a set for a long time, but she retreated in consideration of cost control.

The main reason is that there are too many Fusangshen, and the average god judge can't afford it at all. The costumes are also very beautiful and have their own repair function, so why spend this spare money.

"There's no need to worry about that," Jing Mo replied straightforwardly, "In the future, the new Fusangshen here will also follow this standard, but we must ensure that my place is unique."

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed." The proprietress who received an affirmative answer unconsciously covered her mouth with her fan, "This is our store's lifetime [-]% discount black card. A small gesture is nothing but respect."

Who doesn't want a good thing that can have both beauty and business?Compared with the effect of this suit, even the profit is just a drizzle.

After making an appointment to come to Honmaru to measure the size the next morning, the judge finally gave up and went home satisfied. The economic crisis that Tsurumaru was worried about did not appear, and the expenses were covered by the judge as usual.

Although I have heard about the extravagant style of the god judges for a long time, but today I have seen what it means to spend money like water. The Fusangshen feel that this is simply a reward for human delusion. Why is it so moving to complete such an empathy? This behavior occurs after the task?

It doesn't seem to be the case to say that they are touched and want to cherish them more. What makes the judge so happy!

In a sense, the God Inspector's diversion of their attention was very successful. Even if they forcibly recalled the content of the task, there would be great doubts, and the sentimental atmosphere had been completely destroyed.

Of course, Jing Mo didn't know how his subordinates' mental activities were. Apart from the original purpose, he also got pleasure from the act of decorating them - double.

I probably understand why Yaoyan and the others are keen to buy clothes for themselves. This is different from the requirements for comfortable and decent clothing, and it is more like the satisfaction of giving and reaping.

There was a mysterious smile on the corner of the mouth of the judge who had never had the opportunity to dress up others, feeling that he had accidentally opened the door to a new world.

But there is still business to do—after finding excuses to dismiss the two attendants, the god judge recorded today's harvest alone, and stopped writing after using up two pieces of embossed paper that Song Xian had prepared for him. Put it into a jade box that I don't know where to take it out.

There is already a thick stack of writing paper in the box, not every sheet is smooth and clean, some are like pieces of cloth torn off from nowhere, some are full of creases, with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the surface is full of stains. Zhang was so dirty that he could hardly read the handwriting of the God Judge.

The embossed paper painted with platycodon was gently covered on the dark blood, the lid of the box was buckled, and the ouroboros-like buckle was closed, sealing this mood together with history.

"People from the clothing store will come over tomorrow. Except for the six people who went on missions today, they all need to be measured." Hasebe showed a slightly unbearable look of memories, "The Lord said that this time all will be his private account." .”

"It's another smuggling account..." Mutsu Mori muttered, with a very complicated expression.

"Although it's a bit of a stretch, I think it's still necessary to ask," Hasebe coughed softly covering his mouth with his hand, "How much money is left in the master's private account?"

"Even if you ask, we can't answer."

"No, this is very important!" Hasebe emphatically slapped the table in front of Mutsu Mori with one hand, "Just this time, the Lord has a lot of expenses for making clothes! I think it is necessary for the retainers to persuade Advise on extravagant expenses beyond the income level, and use figures to convince him, do you want to let it go as an appointment?"

"Calm down, Hasebe," Mutsu Mamoru was taken aback, wondering to himself how much money it took to make Hasebe so excited, "Although every time the master buys something, he says it's a smuggling account, but we I have never seen his private account."

"never seen it?"

"I haven't seen it," Mutsumori repeated emphatically, "If he said smuggling, he meant to let us leave it alone, haha."

"Is that so..." Hasebe withdrew his hand silently, pretending nothing happened.

"Actually, you don't have to worry so much, just wait a moment," Mutsu Mamoru poked a few times, and turned the terminal at hand to show Hasebe, "This is this month's turnover. Look, the master's monthly salary is [-]% It was directly transferred to Honmaru's account, and there is still a lot of balance."

Hasebe did a quick calculation, and found that the monthly income and expenditure balance of the pill is more than enough to support the daily life of the god-judgment—except for the purchase of luxury goods for the mourning god. It is no problem for him to come to support him.

If you go on expeditions diligently, you can make such clothes for the Lord every year.

He didn't think that if it really developed to this stage, Hasebe, who could only eat bran swallowed vegetables, would think so.

"Also, Hasebe, Kansakabu is an old antique from what era." Mutsu Mamoru interrupted the other party's train of thought and turned the terminal back, "You can call us the chief financial officer CFO."

"CFO?" Hasebe frowned.

"I don't understand the stalk, let's keep up with the times, haha," Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki smiled heartily, "Two days ago, the owner told us that the modern-style room will be decorated separately, but if you want something, you can find it now." You can buy it, so we immediately upgraded the warehouse settlement system, you see, now the resources in the warehouse will be automatically updated to the terminal, the next step is to use the dynamic identification system to capture the resources out of the warehouse..."

Hasebe raised his hand to signal him to stop.

"how?"

"As long as you're happy...I'm going back to the master." Da Dao got up indifferently and left. Instead of listening to him showing off here-and he still couldn't grasp the point of showing off, he might as well go to Taro Tai Dao to practice drinking.

Anyway, the Lord is looking like he wants to be alone, so it doesn't matter where he is.

The author has something to say: Judging from the price of Tsurumaru’s 50 yuan for a light suit, which is a yukata, the price of a formal suit might start at 99 yuan, not to mention the use of good materials and good embroidery work, so Jingmo is really rich. I feel like I don’t even blink my eyes when I spend it, but I still like the cuteness of having money and bargaining. Applause here thanks (forced) for selling beauty for [-]% off Tsurumaru ~

It can also be seen from here that I really prefer Tsurumaru's ww