Chapter 2135: People can't look

Faced with the request made by the master tailor, I refused without hesitation.
"I only have two days at most, today and tomorrow."
"Two days is definitely not enough, just polishing and embossing patterns will require at least one day..."
"Listen to me first." I waved my hand and continued: "Although there are still two days left for today and tomorrow, in fact, the object of custom-made clothes is currently spawning monsters in the dungeon, and it will be near dusk at the earliest... ...That is, come back at about 4:30 in the afternoon, and the measurement will be finished at 5 in the afternoon at the earliest, and this suit will probably be used around 8 in the morning the day after tomorrow. In other words, even if you don’t sleep, it will only last for a day and a half. time."
"Impossible" the master tailor waved his hand and looked at the pterodactyl skin regretfully: "It's impossible to make a good work in this way.
"I'm not asking you to make art. I just hope you can sew it into a leather armor. What I need is its defensive function, not its ornamental value. Please do me this favor. I will definitely remember you. This kindness."
"I don't need the elders to remember my kindness. I am a tailor. I just want to sew more beautiful and practical works. Your request has violated my bottom line. Forgive me for not accepting your request. ."
At one end of the tailor's teacup, he said in a deep voice, "My elder, please go slowly, not to send it."
A master has the temper of a master, and I have my persistence.
As the saying goes, three-legged toads are not common, and two-legged tailors still walk everywhere!
Don't forget, this is Moonlight City, a country known as art. The most indispensable thing here is the master of art.
Tailor masters are also a kind of art masters, and they are the most common type of masters.
After being turned away, I ran to another master tailor's shop without hesitation.
The result was the same treatment as the one just now.
Then came the next...the next...the next...
I visited more than 20 master tailor shops and got almost the same reply. I even wonder if someone is targeting me behind the scenes.
Sitting down on the roadside dejectedly, he kept sighing.
In the midst of annoyance, I heard a hearty male voice sounded behind me: "Sighing in broad daylight, are you encountering any difficulties? Why don't you tell me."
Following the reputation, I saw an ordinary-looking middle-aged strong man behind him, holding a water glass and smiling at me, showing two rows of white teeth.
Judging from the general appearance of Moonlight City, this man's appearance is definitely the bottom.
Moreover, his figure is not as well-proportioned as other elves and fairies, and his body is full of muscles. No matter from which angle, he looks like a monster full of muscles, especially when he laughs. It is chilling.
The corners of my mouth twitched, and I thought to myself: It turns out that elves are not all handsome men and women, but then again, this man must have been working hard, and he must have suffered a lot of discrimination and isolation when he was a child.
Thinking of this in my heart, my eyes were full of sympathy and pity unconsciously.
"Hey, I said this little brother, don't look at me with this look, I feel very hurt."
"Sorry, sorry" I quickly got up and apologized to him.
"No, it's okay, it's not your fault." The elf man scratched his head awkwardly: "I just blame me for being so ugly and discredit Moonlight City."
Hearing what he said, I frowned, stepped forward, looked up slightly, and looked at him with a serious expression: "Please don't say that. Maybe you think this kind of self-deprecation can relieve embarrassment, but I don't think so. "
"Uh..." The elf man was taken aback, took a step back and almost lay down on the ground. Fortunately, his right hand held the doorknob in time, and he was spared.
"You think your appearance is so rough and ugly compared to other elves and fairies, that's why you use it as a tool for self-deprecating, but I feel the warmth in your eyes, the enthusiasm, and the cheerfulness. And integrity, if I expected it to be right, it is precisely because you are not born with a perfect appearance that you will continue to improve your inner self and build yourself into an extremely good inner man. Am I right?"
The elf man was obviously frightened by me. He swallowed and cautiously said, "Uh...that's right."
"In other words, it is because of your relatively ugly skin and your unwillingness to be ordinary, that makes you so good!" My eyes condensed and said loudly: "That's why you Thank you for this skin bag! You should be proud of it! Asshole!"
The elf man had a black line on his forehead, speechless.
After venting for a long time, I was finally in a good mood. I let out a long sigh of breath. I raised my head again and asked the elf man: "Dude, do you know where there is a tailoring shop near here? I want the master to do it himself. Kind."
"There is only one tailor shop around here, and it is not a master."
"Gan!" I exploded, holding my forehead, calming my emotions, and then asked: "Where is the tailor shop?"
"That's it." He pointed to the sign above his head and then to the shop behind him.
When I looked up, three characters came into view: Tailor Shop.
For a moment, I didn't know which adjective I should use to express my mood at the moment...complex, too complicated, too complicated to describe.
Standing for a moment, I embarrassedly said, "Can you show me your craft?"
"No problem, please come in, please come in quickly" The elf man smiled and welcomed me into the shop.
When I first entered the shop, I couldn't help but shine.
Although this shop is smaller than the master’s shop, the hangers on both sides are covered with all kinds of exquisite and simple clothing.
I walked quickly to one of the hangers, took off the clothes on it, and carefully observed every detail of it. After seeing it again, I still didn't know how to finish it, so I turned to look at several more.
Silently hung up the clothes again, my heart is full of shock: perfect, it is perfect! Even if you put it together with the master's masterpiece, there is nothing worse than it.
Such a person... why not a master?
I looked at the elven man with horror and stared at the brawny man with pierced muscles and his face flushed. For a long time, he hesitated and said: "That...guest, you... .Are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied" I directly gave a positive answer.
In the face of such a craftsman who is both enthusiastic and helpful, but also excellent in craftsmanship, I don't need to hide my feelings. I just pour out all the thoughts in my heart, which is the greatest respect for him.
Putting the pterodactyl skins in front of him, I confessed my conditions and prepared to be rejected: "I hope I can sew these animal furs into a set of leather armor, and it's best to finish it within a day. "
After speaking, I quietly looked at the elf man, looking forward to his reply.
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