"Ma Hongyuan's son, Ma Ming has just met Mr. Gu!"
The young man's expression became more and more excited, and when he introduced himself, he almost knelt down.
Ma Hongyuan?
Isn't that the old tailor's name?
Gu Ning'an stretched out her hand to support her old friend's son and said with a smile: "Don't get excited, sit down and talk."
"Hey! Hey!" Ma Mingcai nodded frequently, then sat next to Gu Ning'an and whispered: "Mr. Gu, my father has been waiting for you for a long time, but he couldn't wait for you... I didn't expect that I would be here today. This is the place to meet you.”
Gu Ning'an was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Your father is waiting for me? Is he..."
"I passed away due to illness a few years ago..." Ma Mingcai took over Gu Ning'an's words, with sadness in his eyes.
Gu Ningan was speechless for a moment. After saying his condolences, he thought for a moment and then remembered why Tailor Ma was looking forward to his arrival.
In his early years, Gu Ning'an didn't have much pursuit of dressing up, as long as it was clean and comfortable.
So he always wore a plain rough shirt. One day when he passed by the door of Ma Tailor Shop.
Tailor Ma, who was in a daze at the door, rushed up to him like crazy and said, "Sir, it's a pity that you are so framed and wearing a rough shirt!"
"I happen to have a piece of green silk. Can I tailor a green shirt for you?"
"Don't worry, I won't charge you any money... I just don't want to waste those green silks!"
Tailor Ma was too enthusiastic at the time, so Gu Ningan became a clothing model for him.
It took a full fourteen days before Tailor Ma handed Gu Ning'an a green shirt.
At that time, Tailor Ma's dark circles under his eyes were so heavy that they looked like those of an iron-eating beast.
But after seeing Gu Ning'an put on that green shirt, everyone was extremely excited, and kept mumbling: "Good materials, good craftsmanship, then there must be a good board to support it!"
When he became a model, he accepted a long gown made of good material from someone else. Naturally, Gu Ning'an couldn't do anything like that to take advantage of others.
Therefore, he replied with the words "good craftsmanship". There were not many words, but it contained a trace of Gu Ning'an's magic power at that time.
Mo Xiao saw this trace of magic power, it could keep the home safe and evil spirits would not invade!
Therefore, Gu Ning'an never expected that Tailor Lao Ma would die of illness.
After all, "wind evil disease" can be regarded as a kind of evil spirit...
As for the "hope" that Ma Mingcai mentioned, it was Tailor Ma who was still thinking about making a white shirt for Gu Ning'an, but he couldn't come up with a good design after going back and forth.
He was serious about tailoring skills and had been "in seclusion" for a long time. During this period, Gu Ningan wanted to leave, but Tailor Lao Ma forced him to stay for a few days.
But in the end, Tailor Lao Ma still had no inspiration for making clothes, so he made an agreement with Gu Ning'an.
The next time Gu Ning'an returns to Lexiang County, he will definitely have a white shirt waiting to be presented to him...
Seeing Gu Ning'an bowing his head in deep thought, Ma Mingcai didn't dare to disturb him. After all, his father had always told him how extraordinary this Mr. Gu was.
He didn't really believe it at first, but now, after accidentally seeing the clothes made by his deceased father's exclusive craftsmanship and wearing them on a handsome young man, he had no choice but to believe that his father's judgment was correct.
No, my father only thought that Mr. Gu had extraordinary temperament and was probably a big shot.
But looking at it today, my father definitely underestimated the other party!
His appearance has remained unchanged for more than twenty years. How can that dignified person do it?
That is clearly the ability of immortals!
etc! Thinking about it this way, my father made clothes for immortals, so it’s not unfair for my father to wait!
More than twenty years must have been just a blink of an eye for the immortal, so people forgot to look for it... But the key is that more than twenty years have passed, and the immortal is still wearing the clothes made by my father!
Ma Mingcai became more and more excited as he thought about it, and the expression on his face gradually lost control.
Seeing this, Gu Ning'an cleared her throat and said, "How many years has your father been gone?"
"Ah?" Being asked this unexpectedly, Ma Mingcai was stunned for a long time before reacting: "Three years and seven months."
More than three years to less than four years... Maybe Lao Ma's life span has not yet been exhausted... Gu Ning'an nodded and said, "Okay, where is that white shirt? I'll get it and try it."
Ma Mingcai's mouth opened wide, as if he could stuff a goose egg in: "You know now?"
Gu Ning'an nodded: "I probably know... If I have some time, I'll take my white shirt and go see your dad."
"Okay!" Ma Mingcai nodded vigorously in response, then stood up and led the way for Gu Ning'an.
After the two of them walked all the way to the end of the evening market, they walked into a small alley.
Different from the hustle and bustle of the evening market, the alley is quiet, except for the occasional shouting and shouting from the evening market, there is no unnecessary sound.
"This is it." Ma Ming stopped in front of a shop and said.
Although I know that Mr. Gu has been to his shop, the etiquette of leading the way is still indispensable, especially for an "extraordinary person" like Mr. Gu!
Gu Ningan nodded in response, his eyes falling on the sign at the door.
The three words "good craftsmanship" he wrote on white paper were turned into a sign and hung in front of the door.
However, the mana on this piece of paper is gone.
Therefore, the paper also became wrinkled and yellowed, and the writing receded.
Seeing Gu Ning calmly looking at the words in front of the door, Ma Ming scratched his head in embarrassment: "Sir, we have carefully preserved this word. We will put it in when it rains or winds... But it won't last long. The blank sheet of paper will eventually have some changes.”
Gu Ning'an smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I will write it again after some time."
"Thank you sir!" Ma Mingcai couldn't hide the excitement on his face. Can he use the word "immortal" as his sign? Can he find another tailor shop in the world with such an honor?
"Go and take out the clothes." After Gu Ningan finished speaking, Ma Ming rushed into the shop and almost tripped over the door frame and fell.
After Gu Ning'an smiled and said "be careful", he took the initiative to figure out the reason why the magic power on the words disappeared.
Even though his magic power was not very high back then, it was not something that ordinary evil spirits could easily get rid of.
Nowadays, the magic power on the word is no longer there, but the paper is well preserved, which is really strange.
Gu Ning'an pinched her index finger at Si's position and suddenly saw the reason for the loss of mana on the word.
An impure yellow man passed by Lexiang County and saw that Tailor Ma had faint magical powers, so he wanted to "beg for silence" from him.
So one night, Tailor Ma, who was returning home drunk, met the yellow-skinned man on the way.
Huang Pizi was wearing a long robe, leaning on an exquisite wooden crutch, and spoke in human language: Do you think I look like an immortal?
As a result, the drunk Tailor Ma was not frightened by this sudden scene. He just put his hand behind his back and said meaningfully: Immortals are not like you. Then you have to return to your original nature and have a transcendent and extraordinary temperament. Only then can you Call it a fairy!
