As the source of all evil, Qin Bai did not take the matter of the royal palace to heart, so he found several ready-made clothing shops in succession.

But the tailor's skills in the shop are mostly average and do not meet his standards. If the Taoist garments made are slightly flawed, they will not be able to engrave the magic circle.

The nearby shops were frightened by Qin Bai's actions. Many shopkeepers thought he was collecting money and gave him money to the store.

Finally, with the enthusiastic recommendation of the shopkeepers, he learned that there was an old tailor in Gusu City who had been making clothes for decades, but this person had a strange personality and it all depends on his mood whether he was taking care of his job or not.

Those who are familiar with old tailors call him "Li Jiangren", which is a respectful title that only respected craftsmen have.

Li Jianren made official uniforms for the court decades ago, and was considered a big figure among those who made a living by craftsmanship in Gusu City.

Qin Bai followed the address and came to a remote alley, with only a dilapidated small store at the end.

After knocking on the door, it took a long time to make a movement.

The footsteps gradually approached. When the door opened, an old man in his seventies appeared in front of Qin Bai.

The old man narrowed his eyes into a gap. After looking at him for a long time, he noticed the other party’s two-meter body and the faint danger aura. He immediately welcomed Qin Bai in with a stiff expression.

"This hero has something to do to find me."

"I heard that the old tailor is good at craftsmanship, so I asked you to make a piece of clothing."

Qin Bai bowed his fists and looked around the yard very well.

The yard is not big, with some fruits and vegetables planted on the open space inside, as well as several large tanks filled with water.

Judging from the spinning wheel covered with dust in the corner, he should not have found the wrong place.

Li Jiang smiled bitterly, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained patiently.

"Uh, sorry, if it's a garment, I'm really powerless, but I have a few apprentices in Gusu City, and I can introduce you to you."

Qin Bai looked at him in surprise, and the other party continued, "Don't listen to what others said, I have no children, how could I refuse the business that comes to my door for Fenggu? It's really..."

Li Jiang sighed, pointed to his eyes and said, "I am really dizzy and can't even thread a needle. Most of my skills have been useless."

"If my father-in-law's eyes are normal, can he make clothes with an extremely long thread?"

“You can give it a try.”

After hearing this, Qin Bai patted the old man on the shoulder, and then started rummaging on his own in the points mall.

In Li Jiang's surprised gaze, the other party seemed to have taken out something. He had too poor eyesight and could only ask for a fishy smell.

In fact, Qin Bai's hand was the eyes of a fish. He didn't ask the other party and stuffed it directly into Li Jianren's mouth, and then used his true energy to guide the other party to swallow it.

This fish eye is a relatively special ingredient, and its function is to improve eyesight.

Li Jianren coughed a few times, and his tears were flowing from the smell of fish. Moreover, the taste of this thing in his mouth was very strange. He chewed the sticky juice and exploded.

"How is your eyes feeling better?"

Li Zhiren only thought that the other party forced himself to torture him in order to make clothes, so he waved his hand and agreed.

Qin Bai had no intention of stopping. The old man's turbid pupils were slightly clearer, but they were far from normal.

"It seems not enough."

Qin Bai simply exchanged more eyeballs this time and fed them to him one by one. It was not until Li Jianren burped that he stopped.

Although he felt a little distressed about the points, Qin Bai was not stingy in order to make the Taoist robe more excellent.

When Li Zhiren came to his senses, Qin Bai had already left the yard and only left the garment materials and general drawings.

He felt a thick layer of eye dirt growing around his eyes, and he wiped it with his hands and opened it.

Suddenly, Li Jianren couldn't help but tremble. His eyes had not been so clear in more than twenty years.

If he had known that those fish eyes had such an effect, he would not have resisted it and would have wanted to get three more pounds.

Li Zhiren understood that Qin Bai might have done nothing but a small effort, but for him, he could not repay this kindness, so he had to do his best to make the clothes the other party wanted.

He glanced at the drawing on the picture and suddenly widened his eyes.

He had seen Taoist robe, but he had never made such a style. It was divided into two layers inside and outside, and the inner layer was embroidered with Tai Chi patterns on the chest.

Li Zhiren quickly grabbed the thread and pulled it hard, and his fingers were cut into the wound.

"Sure enough...it's true...the first-line ready-made clothes are not Taoist robes, this is a robes."

Qin Bai just drew it in the style of Taoist robe in his previous life. He didn't know that this was a robe that only monks with extremely high status in the Taoist sect could wear. When Lao Tzu rode a cow out of seclusion, he wore a robe.

He did not expect to protect his body by making Taoist robes, and he really didn't want to burst his clothes as soon as he used his magical powers to use his wrought iron.

After Qin Bai transformed into five meters, he could barely be naked with his loose pants, but if his martial arts cultivation goes further, it would be impossible to guarantee that he would be able to do so.

Li Jianren's expression became extremely pious. He wiped the spinning wheel that he had not used for a long time and carefully checked it several times.

Since he was a first-line ready-to-wear, there was no waste at all. When he was ready, he estimated the length of the thread with his palm.

Although he had not taken action again for more than 20 years, Li Jiangren had an idea in his mind that the robes he made this time would be a masterpiece that he could not reach in his life.

After Qin Bai left the garment shop, he did not rush back to the inn, but headed towards the yamen.

It was approaching dusk, and there were more and more passers-by in the streets, and the stalls selling food began to become lively.

But this time it was different, and the voices of discussion spread to several streets.

Qin Bai was stunned. He smelled the familiar smell and saw several barbecue stalls opened on the side of the road, and the business was good.

More than twenty diners gathered next to the stall, holding grilled skewers in their hands, constantly admiring the deliciousness of the food.

The stall owner selling snacks next to him looked a little jealous, and he closed the stall after a while.

Qin Bai himself did not expect this to be the case. He was seen by many people when he was barbecuing in the yamen. In just two days, a high-quality barbecue stall had appeared.

The stall owner skillfully grilled meat skewers, except for the spices and only some ordinary coarse salt, he was already very good.

Barbecue is not difficult, but the trouble is to make a grill. These stall owners use a hardwood that is not easy to ignite.

It can be foreseen that the business is so good that there will only be more and more people selling barbecue.

Qin Bai was so amused that this was nothing. He didn’t sell rice balls and rice cakes on New Year’s Day, and they all started to grill them.

Unfortunately, these barbecue ingredients are too rough, otherwise he would really want to taste the taste.
Chapter completed!