Chapter 587
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 587
2021-02-28
Chapter 587 RobesJust now, the Courtyard Master was an entire group, grandiose, with all kinds of utensils.
Fang Dou has also majored in related fields, and at a glance, he can see that this is adding new clothes to martial law.
The martial law nodded admitted, "To take over the ceremony, you need to customize the monk's robes and cassocks. No, I just tossed and I was exhausted!"
He talked about Xingda send.
"Our temple's robes and hats are all made by ourselves. That monk was the Courtyard Master just now, but he studied in Weiyang County, and he is a first-class craftsman!"
"It's just..."
Things about 'Shu Brocade' flashed through Martial Law's mind, "shook the head", this little thing doesn't need to be mentioned to Fang Dou.
"Just what?"
"Nothing!"
Martial law grasped Fang Dou's cuff, "Good brother, last time your Jiming Temple opened, I can go over and cheer for you, this time I am in the upper position, and you must come too!"
Fang Dou agreed with all his heart, "I have already inquired about it, you are also capable, such a huge Fuyuan Temple, all belong to You accept it!"
"This is all thanks to the cultivation of the abbot!"
This is true, his aptitude is mediocre, if there is no abbot to preside over the Relic empowerment, only I am afraid that there is no cultivation base in the Arhat Realm world today.
As the host of a temple, which one is not Arhat, without this ability, it is impossible to subdue the staff below.
In addition, in order to enhance his prestige, the abbot presided over the use of the resources of this lineage, and did not hesitate to gild him from all aspects, so that today's where water flows, a canal is formed.
"Fang Dou brother, old fogey is not bad to me. The hard work he spent on me was replaced by quitting the sky and quitting them. I'm afraid that he will beat me ten times today!"
Fang Dou comforted him, "This is your destiny, which fits the name of Fuyuan Temple. You are a lucky person, so you can inherit this temple!"
"Stop talking about that. , since you want to make a cassock monk robe, I can give some advice!"
After hearing martial law, "It's just right, I'll call the monk Courtyard Master, if you have any opinions, tell him! "
After a while, Xie Xing came with the monk Courtyard Master, energetic and bustling.
"Martial law, I heard that you have any comments on the monk's robe, I'll help!"
This Buddhist disciple of the Medicine Hall has become more and more calm, and his body exudes the fragrance of medicine. It is the characteristic that makes Cultivation Technique profound.
"Well, who are you?"
Xing Xing saw Fang Dou, after a while, he suddenly reacted, "Are you...Fang Dou?"
Fang Dou nodded with a smile, "Ji Xing Senior Brother, long time no see!"
Jie Xing was surprised, "How did you cultivate, why are you not looking old?"
There is no way to be perfunctory about this person. Fang Dou has now compiled a reliable, "cultivation technique, good at beauty and beauty!" cultivation!
quitting nodded, no more, but turned to quitting.
He didn't have a deep friendship with Fang Dou. Back then, he valued the help brought by Fang Dou. Today is different from the past. He has taken over as the head of the Hall of Medicine Masters. Fang Dou.
With the higher the status, the vision has also improved. It is no longer the ignorance of the year that I know what 'Sword Immortal' is. It is nothing more than a loose cultivator who has mastered one or two hands of Flying Sword.
All the serious sword cultivators in Shu don't go out, and the outside world is full of deceivers under the guise of Sword Immortal.
Therefore, it is far less pleasant than martial law to see Fang Dou again.
I even have some opinions in my heart. As the successor of the host, Martial Law also associates with these loose cultivators in the market, and he doesn't care about his identity.
"Martial law, you are the abbot of our Fuyuan Temple, and the robes and robes you pass down must have a solemn appearance. You must be careful in this way, and you must not be sloppy!"
"Everything, but also listen to the opinions of professionals, don't listen to any nonsense!"
While speaking, Vigilance seemed inadvertent, and glanced at Fang Dou.
He still had some opinions in his heart. When he saw the matter of the monk Courtyard Master on the way, he hurriedly returned, saying that martial law still had opinions on the original sample clothes and wanted to revise it.
Frightened, Xie Xing returned with the monk Courtyard Master, and when he saw Fang Dou, he believed that it was this person who instigated him.
It's okay, a trifling loose cultivator, it's okay to be uneasy about your duty, but also to interfere with the internal affairs of Fuyuan Temple.
The monk Courtyard Master, who was next to him, seriously echoed the words, "The first one of the precepts said that the old monk, I am a teacher of everyone in Weiyang County, and I have also communicated with my colleagues, and I am very fond of all kinds of monks' robes and cassocks in the world. Palm, tailoring this skill, there are not many in the world that can make me look right!"
Martial law insisted, "I have an idea, and some places have to be discussed!"
Said, he looked towards Fang Dou, "Fang Dou brother, come and help me!"
This is not an obvious lie!
The monk Courtyard Master was angry, but he was not good at martial law, so he aimed directly at Fang Dou.
He saw that Fang Dou was also bald and should be a foreign monk. He turned around and took a sample suit and put it in front of Fang Dou.
"Look at this little master, is there any problem?"
Fang Dou stood in front of this sample suit, the outer layer was a cassock and the inner layer was a monk The robe, as well as the matching monk hat and monk shoes, are all covered from head to toe.
"This position and thread?"
"It was done by the old monk!"
The monk Courtyard Master raised his head proudly and said reservedly, "The old monk is in a hurry. It's a little messy, not worth seeing!"
In fact, the positions on the sample clothes are neat and orderly, with the same distance, as if they were measured with a ruler.
He is the 'Versailles literature', seemingly modest but showing off.
didn't expect, Fang Dou's next words were like pouring down a whole pot of cold water.
"It's too messy. It can be used as a sample dress. If it is mainly used in formal robes, if martial law spreads to the ceremony, it will be famous!"
The monk Courtyard Master thing, anger is rising, you dare to question my professionalism!
He was submissive in the face of martial law, trying to please him in every possible way.
As a big expert in making clothes, a monk with a little status in Fuyuan Temple wants to ask him to make a new robe, not only to make an appointment in advance, but also to treat guests in order to get the best quality service .
No one dared to question his craftsmanship!
"This little master, my words are useless, I have some fabrics here, but you do it yourself, let me see how the more brilliant craftsmanship is?"
Speaking here, the monk Courtyard The Master's tone was cold, and his heart was full of anger.
The martial law also saw that it was wrong, and said to martial law, "Martial law, as the host, you should stick to your own opinions and not be controlled by others!"
martial law glanced at him, Said meaningfully, "Practice Junior Brother, you are right. My opinion is to believe in Fang Dou brother!"
He turned to the Courtyard Master, "You have been making clothes for many years, don't you have the slightest opinion? Can't you hear it?"
Only after these two words made Xie Xing and the monk Courtyard Master recall the matter of the abbot who was about to be presided over, he was like a thunder in anger!
"Senior Brother Yan, this boss did the right thing, my hand is itchy!"
Fang Dou's eyes fell on scissors, needles and threads, and he felt inexplicable. Closeness.
(end of this chapter)