Daqin: Qin Shihuang Visited The Stalls At the Start

Chapter 42 What Do You Envy? I Give You Better Than Them!

Daqin was strict in etiquette.

There are strict requirements for clothing system.

It is difficult to cross between different social classes.

Although everyone in Su Yu's small courtyard has abandoned worldly etiquette.

But some inherent concepts remain an insurmountable chasm.

Su Yu put on a dress that was only worn by the people at the bottom of Daqin.

Several people can think that he is an immortal, independent of things and informal.

But they are mortals.

After all, they are the top people in Da Qin.

They really couldn't accept such inferior materials as sackcloth.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Su Yu shook his head.

"Several uncles are really difficult to serve, just wait."

With that said, Su Yu got up and walked into the house.

Meng Yi and Wang Ben were a little panicked now.

After approaching Lao Zhao, he whispered: "Your Majesty, our hesitation, I'm afraid it will make Su Yu unhappy?"

"Yeah, in case he returns to the Immortal Realm in a fit of anger, then..."

Lao Zhao frowned and raised his hand to stop the two's guesses.

"No, Su Yu is not the kind of person who imposes his ideas on others."

"I won't see the wrong person." Lao Zhao said confidently.

His voice had just fallen.

Su Yu walked out of the house.

There seemed to be something in his hand.

"Old Zhao, this is for you."

Saying that, Su Yu handed over the thing in his hand.

"This is?"

Lao Zhao took the things in Su Yu's hands and opened them.

It was a set of black vest pants.

Or rather... a shirt.

There are three sets of such jerseys in Su Yu's hands, which were handed to Meng Yi, Wang Ben, and Li Si respectively.

As for himself, he still prefers the more breathable linen on his body.

These jerseys were just purchased from the system.

Clothes are not very expensive because they have little impact on the world.

The price of one piece is more than 10,000 yuan.

"The material of this dress..."

Old Zhao rubbed the black jersey in his hands, and his eyes were full of surprises.

This soft and smooth touch, although not silky smooth, but more comfortable, light and breathable.

What's more, the fine lines did not seem to be sewn up.

It looks so delicate.

The rest of the people were also surprised.

They had never seen such a light and breathable fabric.

Moreover, the lines above are exquisite and delicate, and the patterns are lifelike.

It is simply their hand-sewn clothes that cannot be reproduced.

This must be the only clothes in the fairy world.

"Well, if you don't wear sackcloth, you should wear it."

Su Yu smiled slightly.

Don't believe it, modern fabrics and textile technology can't conquer them?

"Get dressed!"

Lao Zhao was the first to pick up his clothes and walked quickly into the house.

When he came out, he had changed into a black shirt with a gilt pattern on it.

It's just the bun on the head and the shoes on the feet, which are really incompatible with modern jerseys.

"Hahaha, cool, very cool!"

Old Zhao looked at his vest and pants with satisfaction.

He could even feel the slightest breeze blowing on his skin through the holes in his clothes.

Even the sweat from eating hot pot just now has already dried up a lot.

Although bare arms and legs made him a little uncomfortable.

But I have to admit, this is really cool and comfortable.

"How about it, is it alright?"

Lao Zhao flaunted his hands and turned twice.

Wang Ben, Meng Yi, and Li Si hurried to join in and applauded.

Soon, the three of them also changed into the tank tops and shorts that Su Yu gave.

For a time, without the trouble of heat, the atmosphere at the dinner table became more lively.

It's just that Meng Wanning's mood seems to be a little low.

She looked at everyone wearing the clothes presented by Su Yu, with envy and loss in her eyes.

Su Yu, who was sitting next to her, naturally understood her changes.

So he came over and asked with a half-smile:

"What do you think?"

"Ah? No... nothing."

Meng Wanning lowered her head.

In fact, in terms of her character, she will definitely ask the question generously: "Why don't I have it."

But somehow.

Since last night, her attitude towards Su Yu has changed somewhat.

It may be because of that mysterious and dominant strength.

Or maybe her body was watched over and over by him this morning...

In short, she is now facing Su Yu, and she no longer has the mentality of calling Su Yu a pervert.

Of course Su Yu knew what Meng Wanning was thinking.

So he leaned against her ear and said softly, "What are you envious of, what I give you is better than them."

ps: I feel like I've been abandoned by you guys, don't give me words, don't give me tickets, hey~

What can I do, even if you don't give me flowers, I'll still be on the seventh watch as usual, crying...(╥╯^╰╥)

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