Chapter 54 Poor women have no way out, and the embroidered aunt is the household to weave

After saying goodbye to Qinghe Town, Xue Qianwu and Dongfang Biren came to stay in the hostel. Dongfang Biren knew that Xue Qianwu's fishing line was very long, and three days was the result of her extreme compression. Otherwise, not only will Xu's daughter-in-law not believe it, but Xue Qianwu can't even convince herself.

It's just that there is still a problem. Dongfang Biren looked at her and said helplessly, "Where are you going to find a beautiful and solid girl to deal with the appointment of Baiyun Pavilion three days later? Empty glove jackal, it's impossible to do this!"

"Even if I promise 50 taels of silver for Xu's daughter-in-law, I have to fight!" Xue Qianwu squatted down, held his head and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he jumped up and said, "Let's go! Go to the market to see the beautiful women!"

"What beautiful woman are you looking at? Are you going to grab a charge back randomly? Dongfang Biren shook his head to protest: "This is no better than the capital. I can choose a maid as a hostage for you!" In a mountain town that is not familiar with life, even if you meet one or two handsome people, they will succumb to you and are willing to cooperate with your plan. I'm afraid they are all village girls who have never seen the world! A rich lady who is not spoiled at a glance, can you deceive Xu's parents' daughter-in-law?

"It's good to relax and find inspiration!" Xue Qianwu said distressed, "Master Dongfang, how can you become stupid when it comes to the use of bad means?" I can't find an idiot and beautiful girl. Can I find a maid? There is no rich woman who goes out alone. At least she must have a companion around her!"

"This is all secondary..." Dongfang Biren was speechless.

"Go, maybe you will gain something!" Xue Qianwu dragged him for fear that he would not allow him to continue to make trouble, which made her plan give up halfway.

All the way to the market, another scene, which is very different from what I have seen before. Most of the markets I have seen in the past are beautiful cloth, silk and so on, but the mountain market sells fish, turtles, and their own local products, which are dazzling, and the prices are fair and cheap.

Xue Qianwu thought that these were rare in her previous life. If she hadn't shouldered a heavy responsibility, she would have bought a large basket back.

Dong Biren is like a model husband. If she wants to go shopping, he will not say a word and accompany her to the end. When she saw something fresh and interesting and consulted him, he nodded and occasionally praised it.

Pedestrians felt surprised and their eyes shot at the two people. This pair of men and women are quiet and moving, elegant and vulgar, like immortals and ruffian demons. It's really strange. However, there is an indescribable tone, as if a big tree is wrapped in vines, as if it were born.

Xue Qianwu ignored it, and the more everyone sighed, the closer she snuggled to Dongfang Master. It is clear that a poisonous and disgusting intestine is a surprise.

Dongfang Biren was slightly embarrassed. He was still happy if she wanted to be intimate. Anyway, no one knows him. Even in the capital, where everyone knows him, if the beggar wants to flirt with him, he has to be obediently?

That's all. Love is like chess. He lost completely, but he never wanted to win back the game. There is no need to ask for a clear name for a lifetime, and put it into the smile of the demon beggar.

In thousands of thoughts, Xue Qianwu accompanied Dongfang Ye and visited the whole market. I also saw several village girls, who were also beautiful. They were too timid and lacked the smell of wealth. Xue Qianwu dragged his legs, and the soles of his feet hurt. He simply leaned against the wooden pole on the roadside and stopped.

"Why don't I carry you?" Dongfang Biren looked at her with a smile.

Xue Qianwu looked around, which was already eye-catching enough. She rode on Dongfang's back again, which was too...

"Forget it, it's not so delicate! I just complain that I'm not a shopping material. You haven't seen those women, stepping on more than ten centimeters of high heels, and the crisp sound of Gagadon. The more you stroll, the more energetic you are. Even if you are a martial arts person, you have to be tired of them.

High heels? Is it like cwoods or with flower pots on the soles of the feet? Dongfang Biren asked.

"Hahahaha..." Xue Qianwu laughed and stretched out his fingers and said, "Leather, sharp and thin, walking in a fresh posture, swaying and touching! But sometimes it's also annoying and can be called a noise maker.

Dongfang Biren nodded: "I can imagine."

When Xue Qianwu said this, he suddenly came to the inspiration: "I'm going to the capital. I want to do business!" Let those famous ladies put on these shoes!"

Dongfang Biren was stunned: "Since there are such big drawbacks, walking and foot pain, can you sell it?"

"There must be a good market and excellent sales!" Xue Qianwu explained, "Those women stay at home all day and carry sedan chairs when they go out. How many steps can they really walk? Put on these high heels, Yingying stands in front of the public, showing a more slender figure and white-collar temperament! The pursuit of beauty is a tireless career for women. As long as they see the effect, they will definitely be amazing!"

Dongfang Biren sighed that this beggar would not change his true color wherever he went. Although she left the Water Margin Beggar Gang, she locked her target in the capital, and she didn't know what would happen in the future. What's wrong with this!

Xue Qianwu talked about the topic of shoes, and then climbed up his eyebrows worriedly: "But I can't make shoes! He is not an authentic shoemaker. No matter how creative he is, he is a layman after all and can't be implemented!"

"You'd better muddle through what's happened in front of you..." Dongfang Biren couldn't help reminding her that the old things were not over and the new worries came again.

Xue Qianwu's heart was fried like oil. He turned around twice and said without thinking, "Let's go back to the hostel."

"Return to no success?" Although Dongfang Biren knew that it would hit her, she was still worried that if she went back on a whim, would she come out again later?

Xue Qianwu took two steps, and then stared at the small feet of the women in the past and could see that he was distracted. Dongfang Biren shook her: "Don't be too tired. If you can't avenge Miss Yanzhi, forget it! Anyway, in the eyes of Xu's daughter-in-law, you are just an unfaithful matchmaker. Just think of it as a matchmaker. Let's not tell her."

Xue Qianwu said in a daze, "Look, these women who come and go, most of them are wearing embroidered shoes. That kind of stitching seems to be made by one person!"

"How can you make such a decision?" Dongfang Biren really didn't pay attention to the woman's feet.

"Let's not mention the thousand-layer bottom made of a needle and a thread, the pins are delicate and even..." Xue Qianwu pointed to a passing woman and whispered, "Look, their uppers are all made of thread, auspicious ingot needles, and the tips of the toes are also outline a butterfly flower that is ready to fly!"

Dongfang Biren understood a little: "Do you think the shoes worn by women around here are almost by people?"

Xue Qianwu hurriedly continued, "And she is a skillful woman!"

When Dongfang Biren heard the words, he stood up to the elegant style, stopped a aunt in Yuanbao needle embroidered shoes, and asked with a smile, "We came from afar. We were supposed to spend our honeymoon, but my wife jumped and jumped and kicked a pair of shoes!" Looking at my aunt's shoes, I don't know where they were made?

Hearing the young and later generation praise her shoes, she put her little foot on tiptoe, as if she was deliberately showing off. After a long time, she said happily, "Actually, it's very easy to find. Hit this street, walk to the end and turn north, and the second alley is. A very narrow shop sits a girl who keeps her hands all day long, known as 'Jinlian poor embroidery aunt'..."

Xue Qianwu and Dongfang Biren came to the embroidered sister-in-law's shoe shop.

I saw a pawnshop of less than five square meters, with a small bed and a sewing machine. The gap is full of messy and colorful shoe patterns, and there is not even a place to stay. ** Sitting on a shabby plain dress, she is facing the sewing machine, sewing the embroidered upper one by one. She looked extremely focused, as if she hadn't noticed the arrival of the guests.