Stockings!
This is the good thing Xu San discovered, and it is also nylon stockings.
After asking the shopkeeper to take it out from the glass counter, Xu San pulled it gently.
Good elasticity!
"How many of these stockings do you have here?" Xu San asked slightly excitedly.
"I brought this back from the Magic City, there are only three of them!"
"What are their colors?" Xu San continued to ask.
"Two white ones and one black one."
"Want them all!"
Xu San was very happy and made the arrangements directly, but he felt a little regretful that he couldn't buy a pair for the little rich woman. He thought about buying a pair for express delivery, but she was in the United Nations General Assembly now, so it was not suitable to be too public.
"Is this a sock?" Miyako came over and asked.
"Yes, these are stockings. They should be a product of DuPont Company in the United States. Unfortunately, they are not available in flesh-colored stockings, otherwise they would be a perfect match for the cheongsam."
"Is flesh the same color as skin?"
"Well, a good flesh color will look the same as if you don't wear it, and your thighs will look particularly shiny and round, but black and white are also good. Black looks sexy, and white looks innocent."
Xu San commented seriously, leaving the four girls dumbfounded.
"しゅじん, what kind of clothes will look good on me?"
"You" Xu San glanced at Miyako, "Wear white, preferably with a sailor suit, but the skirt of the sailor suit should be shorter, so it is best to go here."
Xu San used his hand to measure Miyako's thigh.
"This is too short!" Mia Zi looked at the position Xu San was measuring with his hands and frowned slightly.
Xu San moved his hand downward again and said, "This is the absolute field. Everyone's eyes will be focused on this field. There is also a golden ratio in the absolute field, that is, from the waist to the absolute field to being blocked by knee socks. The ratio of the thigh above the knee is 4:1:2.5."
Xu San's gushing made Miyako's pretty face blush slightly.
Although Japanese women are more open-minded, it still makes people feel shy talking about how to expose their flesh in public.
"Yeah." Xu San pondered for a moment, picked up the white stockings and said to the shopkeeper, "Process it for me and add a lace about three fingers wide here."
There was no lace in the shop. In the end, the shopkeeper decided to hand-make a few pairs of gauze. Since the elasticity of nylon stockings is different from that of gauze, in order not to affect the effect, I had to wait a few days.
Three pairs of stockings, hard to separate.
In the end, Xu San gave the black one to Hua Zejin and the white one to Mia Zi.
Wang Zhenzhen and Nanazi didn't get any.
As for the last item, Xu San plans to give it to his young apprentice.
It's just that it doesn't seem very serious for a teacher to give it to a student.
However, Xu San felt that there should be no relationship, and there was no hint or anything like that. It was just the care of the elders for the younger ones.
It's early September now, and it won't be long before the temperature starts to cool down. For this reason, Xu San specially ordered a set of cotton-padded clothes for several women.
In this era of material scarcity, Xu San's move today was considered generous.
Finally, after paying the deposit and leaving their address, everyone left the tailor shop.
After having lunch, watching a movie, and buying a bunch of daily necessities and snacks, Xu San drove a few women back to the office, and then he and Hua Zejin came to the hospital to discuss the interview.
After all, "Dong Jinbao" has a special status. What should be asked and what should be reported are all decided by the Japanese military headquarters. You can't ask questions blindly. Although you can freely use some of it, you can never go beyond the guidelines.
Whether it is super or not is not important to Xu San. He is not an investigative reporter who likes to commit suicide. He just confirms the time and then starts to arrange the rescue operation.
Hua Zejin was very considerate and prepared paper materials for Xu San.
After Xu San read it carefully, he put it in his pocket, and then he said coquettishly, "Xiaojin, look, I bought you some stockings. Do you want to put them on for me?" .”
"No! I don't have time now. I have three surgeries tomorrow. I need to start preparing now." Hua Zejin declined the request without thinking.
"Actually, I bought stockings just for you. You can wear them during surgery. These stockings can prevent and improve varicose veins." Xu Sanyi's words did not look fake at all.
However, Hua Zejin has been in contact with Xu San for a long time, and she still knows his virtues very well, so she just smiled gently and said, "You can find your wife!?"
"Don't hers need to be changed?"
"Then I won't wear it either!" Hua Zejin continued to insist, then stood up, picked up a document, waved her hand, and kicked Xu San out.
Xu San had no choice but to leave.
After confirming that Xu San had left, Hua Zejin returned to her dormitory, picked out a skirt, and then put on stockings.
Standing in front of the mirror, she lifted up her long skirt and looked at her thighs wrapped in security, with a rare sincere smile on her face.
The smile faded, and she found that there seemed to be something missing about herself in the mirror?
If Xu San was here, she must know that she lacks a pair of sexy high heels.
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Instead of riding a bicycle, he called a rickshaw and Xu San came to the Chenghuang Temple.
He was going to meet the Taoist priest and the monk here, and then start preparing for the next rescue operation.
In addition, he had another purpose for coming here, because according to his estimation, Lin Dong should have returned with a walkie-talkie.
Four walkie-talkies, if used well, can greatly improve the success rate of this rescue mission.
I didn't see Monk Wei or Lin Dong, I just saw the Taoist priest sitting listlessly in front of the Gua stall and taking a nap.
It's getting dark now, and there's not much business. If the Taoist priest didn't close the stall and go home, he must be waiting for someone.
Xu San walked to the Gua stall and tapped the table with his fingers.
The sound of "Dududu~" made the Taoist priest open his eyes. He looked at Xu San with half-squinted eyes, "Is this a divination for a layman to come here?"
Xu San thought for a while and decided that it would be better to ask for the little rich woman, so he said, "Ask about good or bad luck."
"Then write a word." The Taoist Master said as he handed over the pen and paper, "Tell me your birth date and birth date."
Xu San thought for a while, and by some strange coincidence he wrote the word "囧", and then reported the birthday of the little rich woman, "It's not me! It's a girl."
Looking at this word, the Taoist priest habitually began to frown, and then he counted with his fingers, and then said, "Ask for good or bad luck, but this word is the sign of sleep hexagram. This girl may not be able to survive for at least two years." Move or else."
The Taoist priest shook his head before he could finish his words, "I won't scare you anymore!"
After listening to what the Taoist said before, Xu San really thought that the Taoist was an expert. However, when he finally revealed the truth, Xu San still felt that he had missed the mark. (End of chapter)
