Dragon's Origin

“No way!” Old Tie and Old Qian looked at the brand-new robe, momentarily speechless.

From the moment Wang Sheng said he would give Old Qian something, to just finishing half a cup of wine, less than half an hour had passed, and a brand-new robe was already presented?

Especially since Wang Sheng never specified what he would give, yet Rose had already delivered the robe. Was this efficiency too fast?

“So fast?” Old Qian was also taken aback, was the Changsheng Duke's manor so well-prepared?

“It's not that we're fast, it's that those grandmasters are quick,” Rose explained with a smile. “The grandmasters all have Old Qian's measurements in their heads. With sewing machines, making a robe is very fast.”

Old Tie suddenly understood, almost forgetting the magical sewing machine. He had even helped build the precise components inside the sewing machine. Truly amazing!

Without asking, those grandmasters sewing were definitely from the Heavenly Craft Workshop, very familiar with Qian Suanding, so they didn't need to measure him at all, they just made it directly.

Old Qian was not polite, knowing that Wang Sheng had plenty of gold coins, a robe was nothing. Moreover, Wang Sheng had said before that he would give him something, and he had already agreed. He stood up, took the robe from the tray in Rose's hands, looked at the smiling Rose in front of him, couldn't help but look left and right, and ran into the room on the left to change out of his old robe.

Old Tie didn't follow him in; his attention was drawn to something else on the tray in Rose's hands. It was less than a foot long, looked like a wooden strip, but wasn't. It seemed to be several layers of wooden strips arranged side by side, with some animal skin folded inside, but folded very neatly, making it difficult to tell what it was.

“This is what I planned to give Old Qian to play with,” Wang Sheng smiled and gestured to Old Tie, “Take a look, is it suitable?”

Reaching out, Old Tie picked up the long wooden strip from the tray. It was very light. Upon closer inspection, he discovered the trick. It wasn't a single long wooden strip, but a row, wrapped with very thin animal skin. He didn't know what it was for. The outside of the wooden strip was carved with very delicate patterns.

The wood should be good, and the carving was also excellent. Old Tie felt very comfortable in his hand, but he was a blacksmith and didn't know the name of the wood. Looking at the smooth and flat feel, it should be the work of an old buddy from the Linglong Pavilion.

“Open it like this!” Rose put down the tray and helped Old Tie open the row of folded wooden strips. The whole thing slowly revealed its appearance.

A folding fan. This was something Wang Sheng thought of before he left and had the grandmasters of Linglong Pavilion make, but it hadn't been released yet. Seeing Old Qian playing with a pen holder, he thought of this folding fan. Holding a folding fan in hand is more elegant than holding a pen holder!

“What is this thing?” Old Qian looked at it back and forth, to him, this thing wasn't particularly ingenious. The only thing that could be said to have a moving mechanism was the shaft at the bottom. What could this fan-shaped thing be used for?

“A folding fan,” Wang Sheng explained with a smile. “Scholars hold it in their hands, making them look very learned.”

As he spoke, Wang Sheng took the folding fan from Old Tie's hand and waved it around a few times for Old Tie to see.

“Usually used to pose, and when it's hot, it can also be used to fan and cool off.” After fanning it a couple of times, Wang Sheng handed it to Old Tie.

However, before Old Tie could reach out to take it, a figure suddenly appeared beside Old Tie. The figure reached out and snatched the folding fan. It was Old Qian, who had already changed his clothes.

Wang Sheng was also taken aback. Although he had heard Old Qian change his robe and walk out of the room, that was only at the door. He didn't expect that, in the next moment, Old Qian's figure would appear beside Old Tie. Such a long distance, almost instantaneous! This identity was not much different from the shadow Wang Sheng had seen in Worry-Free City.

“Good stuff!” Old Qian took the folding fan, first fanned it a few times like Wang Sheng had just done, feeling very smooth, then slowly folded it back like Rose had just opened it, returning it to its original folded state, then opened it again, fanned it, feeling very smooth.

“Made of iron sandalwood, good stuff.” When he folded it up again, Old Qian held the folding fan and looked at it up and down. After only a few glances, he said the material used for the fan bones.

“This is eight-star reindeer skin, processed so thin, so soft, and so tough, it should be Old Qiao's technique.” Old Qian then said the material of the fan surface, even saying the name of the person who processed the animal skin. In fact, Old Qiao was the leather grandmaster in charge of processing it.

“The carving on the outside, is it Old Qi's!” After finishing the inside, Old Qian continued to talk about the outside: “This relief hollowing technique is his alone.”

After looking at the whole thing again, he said very surely: “The trace changes on the iron sandalwood should be no more than half a year, this is a new product made half a year ago.”

His fingers deftly turned a few times, and the folding fan spun around a few times with Old Qian's fingers, very neatly. Old Qian raised his head and asked Wang Sheng: “Duke, am I right?”

Although he had changed into a new robe, Old Qian's appearance hadn't changed, still slightly wretched. But his technique of turning the fan was exceptionally agile, adding a bit of charm to him.

“That's right!” Wang Sheng nodded with a smile: “Old Qian, do you think this folding fan is much better to play with than that pen holder?”

“Indeed!” Old Qian nodded very seriously: “Why didn't you make it earlier? If you had made it earlier, I wouldn't have bankrupted myself to buy that pen holder.”

“The same, if you didn't buy the pen holder, you would bankrupt yourself to buy this folding fan.” Wang Sheng smiled and said: “Old Qian, try the formation on it.”

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Even the pen has a formation, let alone the folding fan. As soon as Old Qian's spiritual Qi was input, the formation on the folding fan was immediately activated.

The folding fan was what Wang Sheng used to enhance the style of elegant people, so of course he used the old set of the four treasures of the study. As soon as the formation was activated, Old Qian felt as if his whole body had entered that state of calm and tranquility where nothing could move him, this effect was even several times stronger than the pen holder in his hand.

“Amazing!” Old Qian couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised: “Thank you, Duke! I'll accept this folding fan. Duke, do you think my skills are barely passable, enough to try out that appraiser?”

“There's a bit of that feeling.” Wang Sheng nodded: “That's about the routine, let's go, let's take a look at those weapons, see if you have any ideas. Old Tie, come take a look too.”