Chapter 2135: Don’t Judge People by Their Appearance

Faced with the request made by the tailor master, I refused without hesitation.

"I only have two days at most, today and tomorrow."

"Two days will definitely not be enough. Just polishing and ironing patterns will take at least one day."

"Listen to me first." I waved my hand and continued: "Although it seems that there are still two days left today and tomorrow, in fact, the person who ordered the clothes is currently hunting monsters in the dungeon, and it will be near dusk at the earliest. That is, Come back around 4:30 in the afternoon. The earliest you can finish measuring is 5pm, and this set of clothes will be used around 8am the day after tomorrow. In other words, even if you don't sleep, you only have a day and a half."

"Impossible." The tailor master waved his hand and glanced at the pterosaur skin with regret: "You can't make a good work if you rush the work like this."

"I'm not asking you to make a work of art. I just want you to sew it into a piece of leather armor. What I need is its defensive function, not its ornamental value. Please do me this favor. I will definitely remember you. Of this kindness.”

"I don't need the elders to remember my kindness. I am a tailor. I just want to sew more beautiful and practical works. Your request has violated my bottom line. I cannot accept your request." .”

The tailor held the tea cup and said in a deep voice: "Sir, please go slowly. I won't send you away."

The master has a master's temperament, and I have my persistence.

As the saying goes, toads with three legs are not common, and tailors with two legs are not everywhere!

Don't forget, this is Moonlight City, a country known as art, and the most important thing here is art masters.

A master tailor is also a type of master of art, and is the most common type of master.

After being turned away, I ran to another tailor's shop without hesitation.

As a result, I received the same treatment as the one just now.

Then the next one, and the next one, and the next one.

After visiting more than 20 master tailor shops, I got almost the same responses. I even wondered if someone was targeting me behind my back?

Sitting on the roadside dejectedly, he kept sighing.

When I was distracted, I heard a cheerful male voice behind me: "You are sighing in broad daylight. Are you encountering any difficulties? You might as well talk to me."

Looking around, I saw an ordinary-looking middle-aged man behind me, holding a water glass and smiling at me, showing two rows of white teeth.

According to the general appearance in Moonlight City, this man's appearance is definitely at the bottom.

Moreover, his figure is not as well-proportioned and perfect as that of other elves and goblins. He is covered in muscles. No matter from which angle you look at him, he looks like a monster with muscles all over his body, especially the way he smiles. Chilling.

The corner of my mouth twitched, and I thought to myself: It turns out that elves are not all handsome men and beautiful women, but then again, this person must have lived a very hard life, and he must have suffered a lot of discrimination and isolation when he was a child.

With this thought in my mind, I looked at him unconsciously with sympathy and pity in my eyes.

"Hey, let me tell you, this little brother, please don't look at me like that. I feel very hurt."

"Sorry, sorry." I stood up quickly and saluted him to apologize.

"No, it's okay. It's not your fault." The elf man scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's just that I'm too ugly, which brings discredit to Moonlight City."

Hearing what he said, I immediately frowned, took a step forward, raised my head slightly, looked at him, and said seriously: "Please don't say that, maybe you think that this kind of self-deprecation can alleviate the embarrassment, but I don't think so. "

"Uh." The elf man was startled, took a step back, and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he held the door handle with his right hand in time and survived.

"You think your appearance is so rough and ugly compared to other elves and goblins, so you use it as a tool to laugh at yourself, but I feel the warmth, the enthusiasm, and the cheerfulness in your eyes. And integrity, if my prediction is correct, it is precisely because you are not born with a perfect appearance that you will continue to improve your inner self and build yourself into an extremely excellent man on the inside, am I right?"

The elf man was obviously frightened by me. He swallowed and said cautiously: "Uh, that's right."

"In other words, it is precisely because of your relatively ugly appearance and your unwillingness to be ordinary that you become so outstanding!" I focused my eyes and said loudly: "It is precisely because of this that you are so outstanding. You should be more grateful for this skin! You should be proud of this! Bastard!"

The elf man had a black line on his forehead and was speechless.

After venting for a while, I finally felt comfortable. After taking a long breath, I raised my head again and asked the elf man: "Brother, do you know where there is a tailor shop nearby? It needs to be done by the master himself. That kind of thing.”

"There's only one tailor shop around here, and it's not run by a master."

"Gan!" I cursed, held my forehead, calmed down, and asked, "Where is that tailor shop?"

"This is it." He pointed to the sign above his head, and then pointed to the shop behind him.

Looking up, three big characters suddenly came into view: Tailor Shop.

For a moment, I didn't know which adjective to use to express my mood at this moment. It was complicated, too complicated, too complicated to describe.

After standing still for a moment, I said awkwardly: "Can you let me see your craftsmanship?"

"No problem, please come in, please come in quickly." The elf man smiled and welcomed me into the shop.

When I first entered the store, my eyes lit up.

Although this shop is smaller than the master's shop, the hangers on both sides are filled with all kinds of exquisite and simple clothes.

I quickly came to one of the hangers, took off the clothes on it, and carefully observed every detail of it. After reading it once, I was still not satisfied, so I turned over and looked at several more items.

Silently re-hanging the clothes, my heart was filled with shock: perfect, simply perfect! Even if it is put together with the master's masterpiece, it is even worse.

Why is such a person not a master?

I looked at the elf man with horrified eyes, staring at this strong man with muscles all over his body until his face turned red. After a long time, he hesitated and said: "Guest, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied" I answered directly in the affirmative.

Facing such a craftsman who is both enthusiastic and helpful and has superb craftsmanship, I don't need to hide my feelings. I just pour out all my thoughts. This is the greatest respect for him.

Putting the pterosaur skin in front of him, I stated my conditions and prepared myself for rejection: "I hope to sew these animal skins into a set of leather armor, preferably within one day. "

After saying that, I looked at the elf man quietly, looking forward to his answer.