mtl008 Chapter 65 Brocade Workshop
Chapter 65 Brocade Workshop
Knowing that she would be attending an appraisal event at the Feng family's residence this afternoon, Shen Yao planned to take her small team to prepare their gear after breakfast to avoid being turned away at the door again.
As is customary, I was just enjoying some melon seeds in the courtyard when I unexpectedly found myself eating them.
Extremely ugly, burly and thick-waisted, with a penchant for torturing handsome men...
Shen Yao grew angrier the more she thought about it. Which of these rules applied to her?
Everyone had something on their mind, especially Bai Song. He hated that he wasn't strong enough. Fighting wasn't allowed in the inn, but even if he had made a move earlier, he would have only been beaten back by Cheng Xiao.
Thanks to my sister's wealth, I was finally able to vent my anger.
Otherwise, back at the guesthouse, not only would they have been beaten up if they had rushed up, but their sister would have also been ridiculed for nothing.
Bai Song made a silent vow in his heart that since his spiritual root level was not high enough, he must work harder to cultivate his techniques. Even if he couldn't defeat cultivators of higher levels in the future, he would still do his best to help his sister when she needed him.
The group of cultivators soon arrived at the brocade workshop that Feng Jia had recommended.
The Brocade Weaving Workshop is the largest sect in Qiwu, jointly run by the sect leader and elders of the high-level sect, the Blazing Cloud Sect.
The sect leader of the Chiyun Sect is also going to the Feng family today. At this moment, he is in the brocade workshop with the Grand Elder of the Chiyun Sect, selecting Yunshang to participate in the treasure appraisal meeting.
The brocade workshop is located in the middle of Beicheng Street and is a three-story shophouse.
The shop was exquisitely constructed, with the wooden walls and beams outside the shop carved with fairy brocade patterns, and the shop was decorated with lanterns and brocade from top to bottom.
The entire shop stands on the North City Street, appearing exceptionally luxurious against the backdrop of the surrounding one- or two-story shops.
The waiter saw six cultivators—three men and three women—standing on the street, watching their shop. He spoke to the manager and then went out to welcome Shen Suyao and her party inside.
Shen Yao had a good impression of this servant and did not treat him coldly because of the hierarchy and attire of their small team.
The cultivators wandered around the brocade workshop, up and down, until they were overwhelmed by the choices and didn't know which piece to pick.
The sect leader and elders of the Blazing Cloud Sect noticed them, assuming they were visiting cultivators from out of town who had come in for a casual stroll, and said nothing.
The waiter led them around for a while, and the six monks kept praising how beautiful and wonderful the items were, but none of them said they wanted to buy anything.
The waiter was a little discouraged. After showing them around, he led them to the rest area on the right side of the lobby on the first floor, served them a pot of tea, and then went to attend to other matters.
The cultivators began to discuss which item to choose.
Bai Song said, "Let's make it clear first, I only want one item, two at most."
Shen Yao rolled her eyes at Bai Song and whispered, "Immortal Bai, you know my strength, so you don't need to save me any money."
Bai Song thought about it and realized that it made sense. Even if she didn't help her spend the money, she would still use the Perfect Stone to smash Gou's head.
Thinking of this, Bai Song asked her, "Fairy Shen, what is 'Gou'?"
Shen Yao was taken aback by Bai Song's question. It seemed that there were no dogs in this world of cultivation. There were dragons, fish, tigers, deer, and turtles, but there were no cats or dogs.
Having become accustomed to making excuses, she readily told a lie: "It's a kind of tiger-like beast that likes to hide and attack. It's very dog-like, so I call them dogs."
"I see," Bai Song asked again, "What kind of tiger-like beast is it? What's it called? What does it look like?"
Without hesitation, Shen Yao replied, "A tiger with piercing eyes and a white forehead. I'll point it out to you next time I see it."
Zhao Bin knew his junior sister's strength. He felt that as long as she didn't hold banquets every day, she could buy as many clothes as she wanted without spending them all. So he said, "I've already chosen three sets, just those three sets."
Shen Yao nodded, then looked at Lan Ying and Wan Li.
The couple felt that their junior sister had already spent a lot of money when they got married, and they said they only liked one set.
Shen Yao understood.
Then look at Xianyu. No need to ask Xianyu, she wears whatever she buys.
After the cultivators had discussed it, Shen Yao called over the guests, and her words stunned Bai Song, Zhao Bin, Lan Ying, and Wan Li.
Si Xiu only heard his younger sister/junior sister say, "Pack up all the styles and colors here, regardless of gender, one of each."
The attendant thought he had misheard. After a few moments, he asked, "Excuse me, fairy, I didn't understand. Did you mean to pack everything up?"
Shen Yao nodded: "Yes, one of each, all packed up."
The waiter said, "Fairy, please wait a moment."
The waiter rushed off to find the steward, who scoffed, "Are you kidding me? Did they think they were buying apricot cakes?"
The waiter hesitated and dared not go any further.
The steward glanced at the servant's spineless appearance, then swayed away and left.
Upon seeing the white-clad fairy mentioned by the attendant, the manager smiled and asked, "Fairy, I am the manager here. I heard that you intend to buy one of every style of clothing in our shop?"
Shen Yao: "Yes, didn't we just say that?"
The manager looked at her with an expression of amusement.
Shen Yao immediately understood; they were afraid she couldn't afford the full amount.
Last time, Feng Jia returned thirty-one "Perfect Knives" to her. She gave Feng Jia one as a tip, leaving her with thirty. So she took out those thirty "Perfect Knives" and put them on the table.
The steward glanced at it, then silently probed it with his spiritual sense: thirty Perfect Blades.
The manager withdrew his amused gaze and softened his tone: "Fairy, no offense, but our brocade workshop is the best clothing workshop in the entire Qiwu City. With your thirty 'perfect knives,' you can buy a few dozen ordinary cloud-patterned garments, but if you want to buy them all, it will be far from enough."
“Our best Yunshang sets cost sixteen dollars each, and your thirty dollars isn’t even enough to buy two sets.”
Shen Yao asked, "How many cuts will it take?"
The steward said, "We'll only know after we calculate it."
Shen Yao: "Then you do the math."
The person in charge stood there without moving.
Lan Ying couldn't bear to see her junior sister being treated so poorly, so she said, "Forget it, let's go."
Salty Fish also said, "Yes, let's buy it elsewhere."
The manager was surprised to see that they were leaving so soon. Thirty cuts were still a cut, and it represented a month's revenue for their shop.
Although the most expensive cloud dress in the shop costs sixteen dollars, only a few sets are sold in a year. Most of the time, the customers who come to the shop buy a few hundred gold robes for ten coins or a few thousand ordinary cloud dresses for ten coins.
Clothing items priced above 5,000 are rarely sold; most are around 2,000.
The manager hurriedly explained, "No, fairy, it's not that I'm unwilling to calculate the price, it's just that this is really outrageous. Besides, with such a large shop, it would be too time-consuming and laborious to list all the styles and calculate the price... And if we calculate the price, you still won't buy it..."
Shen Yao understood; they didn't know her strength and were afraid of wasting their efforts.
After looking around at the empty spaces in the rest area, which were a bit small, Shen Yao stood up.
The other cultivators thought she was leaving, so they stood up and tried to follow her.
The steward was in great pain, wanting to reach out and help the guest, but felt it would be beneath his dignity.
Shen Yao walked to the front hall and looked around the open space. Hmm, this should be enough.
With a wave of his hand, large slabs of the "Perfect Stone" appeared on the floor of the main hall of the brocade workshop.
The waiter was so frightened that he quickly closed the door!
After closing the main gate, he went to close all the windows and even told the servants upstairs to close the windows on the second floor as well.
The steward was so shocked that his mouth hung open, and he stared at the room full of perfect stones as if frozen in place.
Shen Yao looked at the person in charge and asked, "Is this enough?"