Chapter 443 Can't be measured by money

   "That's right! Open the door to do business, and what to do with the things that are not for sale?"

  Shen Ningbi was quite displeased. Her gaze was fixed on the new clothes, and she couldn't wait to grab it right away.

   "Sorry, this garment is only for display."

  The maid of Tianyifang, respectfully replied.

   "Is it the treasure of the town shop?"

  A sound of heaven sounded.

Feng Piao Piao and Shen Ningbi turned their heads and found that Feng Qianwei did not know when she was ready to make clothes, so she walked over and took a look.

   "Yes! This is the last work of our proprietor, and its value cannot be measured by money!"

  The maid replied.

   "I heard that Luo Jinrou, the owner of Tianyifang, is still very young, and his skillful pair of garment making is unmatched. Is he going to retire so early?"

  Shen Ningbi said unexpectedly.

  "It’s true that we have a strange disease, and our hands have problems. After diagnosis and treatment by many well-known doctors, it still cannot be cured, and we will no longer be able to make clothes in the future."

The maid said regretfully.

"I see!"

  The wind flutters with Shen Ning and Biqi suddenly.

   "If I cure your shop owner, can this clothes sell me?"

Feng Qianwei asked with interest.

"If it can be cured, this new dress will not be considered the last work of the Tianyifang owner, and it can naturally be sold. Moreover, with our owner's cherishment of those hands, if the girl can be cured, it is estimated that this new dress It's not a problem to send you."

  The maid replied.

  A great tailor, the most important thing is naturally that pair of skillful hands.

  If the skill is gone, then it has nothing to do with the exquisite clothes.

   But if it was the skill that was going to be gone, and suddenly there was a chance to rebirth, she believed that the owner would be happy and bad.

  "Didn't you hear what someone said just now? I searched for famous doctors, but I couldn't heal them."

  Shen Ningbi couldn't help but sneered, and said mockingly.

   "That's because the level of famous doctors is too low. For intractable diseases, it is natural to find a genius doctor."

  Feng Qianwei proudly said.

   "Sister, don’t blow up this cowhide too much and break it by yourself! It's a genius doctor!"

  The wind flutters with disdain.

   "There are indeed a lot of cows flying in the sky!"

  Shen Ningbi laughed.

  Suddenly, her eyes suddenly narrowed, and she stared at the piece of jade hanging from Feng Qianwei's waist.

  That is Yanyang Jade, it was originally the treasure of the Shen family!

  She likes it so much, but she can't get it. She begged her father many times, but she didn't agree.

  Unexpectedly, this Yanyang Jade was actually on Feng Qianwei's body.

  "Too lazy to talk to you, waste time!"

  Feng Qianwei finished speaking and looked at the maid and said: "Go and invite your owner out, so that there is someone who can cure her hand disease."

   "Girl, wait a minute, I'll report it."

  The maid nodded repeatedly and walked away quickly.

  In a short time, the maid came back and said: "Girl, we have a request from the owner."

   "Thanks to lead the way."

Feng Qianwei nodded and smiled.

  The wind fluttered at this point, and he was very curious, and wanted to follow the past to see what happened.

  "The owner invited her, what are you going to do?"

  Shen Ningbi hurriedly caught the wind fluttering, leaning close to the ear of the wind fluttering, and said: "She went to see the owner of the workshop, it was just convenient for us to cut her material."

   "That's what I said! I don't think she has the ability, so she can only be ashamed."

  The wind fluttered and said gloating.

   "Don't be kicked out for a while, it would be laughable and generous."

   "Girl, please."

  The maid led Feng Qianwei through the rows of new clothes displayed, and finally came to the door of an elegant room.

   "Second Miss, a girl guest came to the workshop. She liked the work of the workshop owner."

  The maid knocked on the door and said through the door.

   "How many times have I said that, then I won't sell it!"

There was a dissatisfied female voice in the elegant room.

  (End of this chapter)