Tailor-made clothes
Wen Ji didn't talk to Rong Zheng for a while. She was so frightened by the topic of underwear that her mind went blank and she couldn't think of anything. She felt like he was going to talk about underwear as soon as he opened his mouth.
She was a woman talking about underwear with a man. No matter whether the man was bend or straight, this topic was very embarrassing.
Wen Ji originally thought that the fugitive she wanted to track down was most likely the man in Room 1. After all, the man in Room 5 had talked to them before. Wen Shu thought that the possibility of that man being a fugitive was very low, although the odds to be a player are high.
Then there are the three people in Room 6. Wen Ji doesn't think the fugitive will be one of the trio. It is very likely that the fugitive will be an individual rather than a group. One-to-many is almost certain death. The game won't set up such big obstacles for her. To sum up, the man who is always silent in room No. 1 is very suspicious.
Now, she began to doubt her own judgment.
A man who knows so much about underwear is either an underwear merchant or a pervert who likes women.
Could it be that the person in room 3 was her target? However, that man was eliminated as early as the first day and was replaced by a ghost. In this case, can she still complete her mission?
The more Wen Ji thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. She had no idea about the customs clearance.
"The clothing store, mean this place ma?" Rong Zheng stopped and looked up at the signboard of the store in front of him.
Angelina and Wen Ji looked up and saw a line of large characters from right to left on the wooden sign:
"Aren't there no ready-made clothes shops here ma?" Angelina said, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone. "Don't tailor shops have to be made on the spot?"
Rong Zheng commented: "This place is located in a remote area, with no outside population. The flow of people brought by the train is not enough to drive consumption here. The customers mainly deal by people selling clothes are people from this town. Compared with importing large quantities of clothes of the same size and style, it would be more profitable to buy the cloth directly and tailor it to the customer."
Wen Ji:...
Beliving again this man's businessman identity.
The eyes is only filled with money, money, money.
Angelina: "I understand the reason, but the next step is troublesome. If they don't have time to finish it within two hours, won't we be unable to catch up with the time?"
Rong Zheng didn't say anything. In his opinion, the real trouble was not time, but the money used to buy the burial clothes, and when the tailor makes clothes, they will always choose a model for the mesure the body then tailor it.
Now that the corpse is gone, if the tailor insists on having a model to make clothes, who will be the model to measure the burial clothes ne?
As expected, Rong Zheng's question was indeed correct.
The three of them entered the store and met the owner of the store easily. The owner of the tailor shop was a woman wearing a blue cheongsam. She was tall and the close-fitting cheongsam fully revealed her good figure. The only pity is that don't know if she was injured, there were a lot of bandages on her face and body, she looked like a mummy no completly wrapped.
Bandage and cheongsam, this combination is very eye-catching.
At least Angelina didn't take her eyes away from the proprietress for a while. Fortunately, the proprietress didn't mind and allowed the three people in front of her to look at her.
"Want to buy cloth, or make clothes?" The proprietress with only one eye exposed under the white bandage asked with a smile.
"Make burial clothes." Rong Zheng replied.
Angelina asked carefully: "How much?"
"Burial clothes a. There is no charge for burial clothes." The proprietress said with a smile.
Rong Zheng: "No charge? Is it only free of charge for the burial clothes, or is there no charge for anything related to funerals? Or is there no charge for the money, but other things are used in exchange?"
The proprietress was amused and stared straight at Rong Zheng: "I haven't had such an interesting customer come for a long time. No charge means no charge. Not only is there no charge, no matter how many funeral-related objects you take away from stores, as long as you are in this town, everything is free. You will not be charged any other price."
Rong Zheng: "I don't understand." After he finished speaking, he added: "This is not how business is done, will lose money."
"Lose money?" The proprietress seemed to have heard something funny. "Our cost of doing business is very low. It's so low that you can't imagine. We can make a fortune by doing only a few orders. They are just funeral items. It's still okay to send something away."
Wen Ji: "But why? It doesn't matter even if it's not free ."
The proprietress looked at her and replied slowly: "Because it's ominous."
Three people: Huh?
The proprietress continued: "Some people may think that death is another beginning, but for us, death is just death. Earning money from dead people is ominous."
This sounded unreasonable. Rong Zheng smiled and said without asking any more questions, "Then just give us burial clothes ba."
"All the clothes in our store are tailor-made. Where is the friend who wants to wear burial clothes?" asked the proprietress.
Where is the person who wants to wear it?
God knows.
After leaving the body there, Rong Zheng and others had no idea whether anyone had taken care of it or where to put it after taking care of it, and no one thought to ask the old mayor.
"Isn't it fine to know the size to customize ma?" Angelina asked, "I can probably guess the size number of the clothes he wears."
Proprietress: "Number? What's that? What I need is detailed information such as shoulder width, waist width, sleeve length, etc. I don't understand the size you are talking about."
Wen Ji suddenly said: "Then, can the mesurement be made according to his dimension ma?"
Everyone present turned to look at Rong Zheng who was pointed at by Wen Ji.
Angelina: "But the size doesn't match."
Wen Ji: "Just make it a little smaller ba."
Proprietress: "Can a." After she finished speaking, the two women present looked at Rong Zheng, waiting for him to express his position.
Being a model for tailor-made burial clothes, would be considered unlucky in the original world at most, but in this game world, there might be a death trap waiting for him ne.
Anyone who knows a little bit about this game should know that you shouldn't agree at this time.
Rong Zheng replied: "Okay a." He was very happy, as if the clothes to be cut were not burial clothes but ordinary formal attire.
Angelina's eyes widened, Wen Ji also looked shocked.
She had already thought of all kinds of excuses to persuade this person to agree, but unexpectedly... now she not only suspected that this person was not her target, but also suspected that this person was not a player.
Otherwise, why would yohe u be so stupid?
"It's easier now that you agree." The proprietress picked up the measuring tape and said, "This guest, please stand up and raise your arms."
Rong Zheng did as he was told, and the proprietress measured him properly with a tape measure and wrote down the size in her notebook. Rong Zheng glanced at it and remembered that it was his own size, she did not adjust the size down accoedingly.
"Do you want the clothes to be cut according to this size ma?" Rong Zheng asked after taking the measurements.
The proprietress said casually: "That's right, can start work now, and you will get the clothes in an hour."
Rong Zheng: "When you are finished, please wrap it in white cloth and give it to me. I don't want to see what the clothes look like when they are cut according to my own size."
The proprietress glanced at him and smiled: "I promise to cover it up tightly."
Rong Zheng nodded, turned around and walked out of the store: "I'm going to go out and take a breath."
The two girls nodded in unison without thinking too much. After Rong Zheng went out, he turned his back to the three people in the room and immediately used the stop time card. Then he turned back without changing his expression, picked up the measuring tape from the table, measured Wen Ji's size, then changed the numbers on the book.
After doing all this, he put the notebook back on the table, walked out of the store, and unlocked the time.
It only takes about three minutes from beginning to end, so fast that you won't even notice that time has stopped.
Wen Ji and Angelina were surprised for a moment that Rong Zheng's ventilation ended so quickly. In the end, they just thought that he felt uncomfortable because he was a model of a burial clothes, so they didn't think much about it.
The proprietress chose the fabric, picked up the book on the table, opened it and took a look at it. This glance made her a little shocked, but in the end she didn't say anything and walked into the store with the fabric in hand.
It was an unbearable hour. Wen Yan and Angelina just looked at the furnishings and fabrics in the store while chatting about some non-nutritious topics. In order to avoid exposing their private information, the conversation between the two focused on small issues such as matching clothes, makeup and skin care. As a result, this conversation actually gave both parties some new ideas on dressing up, which is barely a surprising happiness.
When the topic starts to shift from dressing up to body shape. The proprietress came out, holding the burail clothes tied with white cloth and white rope in her hands, and stuffed it into Rong Zheng.
"It is done."
Rong Zheng didn't even look at it, he just held the thing tightly in his hand and said, "Many thanks."
Several people left the tailor shop and went straight to the meeting point they had agreed upon. Bai Leshui and the other man had been waiting for a long time. Because they were so bored waiting, the man even started squatting on the ground and chewing apples. Bai Leshui next to him glanced at the man from time to time.
"You guys are so fast." After greeting two of them, Angelina was the first to say with emotion. She was almost sick from waiting in the tailor shop.
Bai Leshui replied: "The boss gave us some fruit. Took it then just leave." After saying that, he looked at Rong Zheng with doubtful eyes, asked him why he was so slow.
Rong Zheng explained: "The burial clothes is made on spot."
Wen Ji nodded and interjected: "It was almost impossible to make it because the proprietress insists on tailoring the clothes with mesures. Fortunately, he helped to be a model."
Bai Leshui's nerves tightened with fright. Just as he was about to ask, Rong Zheng stopped him with a sentence: "Now that we have the burial clothes and sacrifices, should we go to the place that make the coffin and wait there?"
The man threw away the apple core, stood up and stretched: "Then hurry up ba, after burying the person take a rest. I'm really sleepy a."
It's barely relaxing and harmonious here, but in comparison, the hotel's side encounter a little trouble.
As a small team that has been playing dungeons for a while, although Kang Xingyu's skills are at a mid-to-lower level, he has also accumulated a few good cards. One of the attack cards was specially used to deal with ghosts. Kang Xingyu originally planned to deal with 'Shan Qiaoqiao' directly. Unexpectedly, he didn't find a suitable opportunity, he was just blocked by a large number of ghosts at the door of the hotel. Although those people claimed that there here for a visit, but the salivating gaze exposed in those blood-red eyes, should at least be concealed to deceive people a!