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How can you sew clothes naked?
Anyway, there is true qi to protect the body and not afraid of mosquitoes.
"It seems that something happened at the foot of the mountain."
"It's probably because the guy who sells news and makes a living has started fighting with the Piaopingge killer, or they found some clues, but they don't want to leave the clues to each other." Meng Qi said without raising his head.
The famous Master Meng only wore underwear and honestly lowered his head to sew clothes.
Nowadays, even gerbils can’t be lazy! If I had known this, wouldn’t it be better to buy a ready-made garment directly from the cloth shop?
Yesterday, the market was swinging, but today my fingers were tied into a sieve. Meng Qi, who was shot with another needle, had no expression on his face.
After looking at the sewn sleeves, two "black centipedes" were lying on the muslin cloth and could only take it away.
If the pins are not intact, you cannot wear them.
Since he wanted to show up as a national teacher, how could he wear clothes with crooked needles? Even if the doctor agreed, he would not be happy.
Being able to apply patches is completely different from being able to make clothes.
How did those embroiderers make the clothes so that the stitches are completely unseen on the surface?
Meng Qi fell into deep thought.
"Something is wrong. Why are there fires in the mountains?" Mo Li was full of doubts.
Didn’t the old shopkeeper of the wild shop say that there are few people here?
When Meng Qi heard this, he pushed away the bushes and looked at the fires slowly approaching from all directions of the mountains.
This is clearly a crowd and torch!
In the middle of the night, what happened to such a mountain search attitude?
The two men who had been making clothes in the dark looked at each other.
As we got closer, even Mo Li couldn't help but touch the handle of the knife in her sleeve.
——Is it for the account book of the Sijia rice shop? Or did you know Meng Qi’s identity?
There were more and more torches lifting, and the birds living on the trees were alarmed, and the mountain walls were illuminated by the fire.
At the same time, Mo Li also saw clearly the person who came with the torch.
Men, women, young and old, and people in all kinds of costumes. They pulled out weeds, shrubs, fixed torches in the cracks of the rocks, and then sat around in groups of three or three, spreading the bags they brought onto the ground, like a market, and some people shouted directly.
"The token of Bayuntang is taken away if you like it, and the price is easy to say."
"The little novice monk in Hengchang Temple is the one who knows the goods."
"The letter of recommendation from the King of Wu's Mansion is real. Don't leave. With this thing, you can have official meals. Don't look down on official meals. Who hasn't had a golden basin to wash your hands and leave the martial arts world for retirement-"
"Selling blood clothes, the blood clothes of the disciples of Chunshan Sect. Look at the collar of the clothes. It is marked by the Chunshan Sect. As long as you get a gang that has a grudge against the Chunshan Sect, you can make friends and explore new ways or even get rewards. Don't you come with one?"
Fat rats and fish squatting in the cave on the hillside: "..."
The place where the clothes are sewn is wrong!
Is it still too late to find another one now?
The author has something to say: Where is there no business opportunity in the world?
Chapter completed!