My Side Job is a Trader

"This is... a cloak?"

Zhang Xin usually saw Li Xueer playing with traditional costumes, so he could tell at a glance that these two clothes were very similar to the outermost cloak in traditional costumes.

Li Xueer smiled and said: "Husband, what a big cloak, this is clearly a shirt with big sleeves."

"Huh? Big-sleeved shirt? Why does it look like a cloak?"

"The style is roughly the same. They are all a kind of clothing worn outside the clothes. However, the cloak is worn when the weather is cold and is generally thicker, while the big-sleeved shirt is a thin layer of gauze."

Zhang Xin picked up a long-sleeved shirt, and felt it was very light and smooth to the touch, better than silk.

Li Xueer picked up another long-sleeved shirt and looked at it, then asked, "Sister, this thing should be unusual, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't wrap it up so solemnly, and then give it to us as a gift."

Zhang Miao fetched a basin of water, then took the big-sleeved shirt in Zhang Xin's hand, balled it into a ball, and then pressed it directly into the basin.

He Cuizhen exclaimed. After all, seeing the attitudes of the crowd before, she knew that these two large-sleeve shirts should be very precious things. In the end, Zhang Miao actually put them directly into the water. Even though He Cuizhen didn't pay much attention to luxury goods, she still I know that the more precious things are, the more they cannot touch water.

Zhang Xin knew that her sister must have a reason for doing what she did, so she was very calm.

After a while, Zhang Miao picked up the big-sleeved shirt from the water, and after unfolding it, everyone was surprised to find that the big-sleeved shirt was not soaked by water.

Zhang Boyu went up to touch it, and said, "Is this thing the same principle as the tarpaulin we used to run the boat in the past, so water can't stick to the surface?"

Zhang Xin felt that it should not be so simple. Sure enough, Zhang Miao's next action opened the eyes of several people.

Zhang Miao asked Zhang Xin to unfold the big-sleeve shirt, then took out the lighter he had prepared before, and directly lit it to burn the big-sleeve shirt.

If it is such a thin and light clothing made of normal materials, it will be ignited in an instant, just like stockings, which will easily burn a hole.

But after burning for nearly a minute, the big-sleeved shirt felt nothing at all. Zhang Miao asked Zhang Xin to touch the burning place through the clothes.

Zhang Xin glanced at Zhang Miao, out of trust, he reached out to touch the burned part.

"Um?"

Zhang Xin immediately understood why Zhang Miao felt that this large-sleeved shirt would be a treasure. It turned out that the lighter was burning underneath, separated only by a thin layer of tulle, but Zhang Xin did not feel the slightest of the impression. Instead of a burning sensation, there is a slight cooling sensation coming from the fingertips.

Zhang Xin stopped his movements and stood there thinking.

Li Xueer and Zhang Boyu and his wife on the side also took turns reaching out to touch each other, and then everyone showed surprise expressions.

Zhang Miao extinguished the fire, and then asked triumphantly, "How is it? Can this thing be called a treasure?"

He Cuizhen said: "This is really amazing. Your dad and I have lived most of our lives, and this is the first time we have seen such a magical thing."

Li Xueer looked at Zhang Xin who was deep in thought, and asked, "Husband, did you think of something?"

Zhang Xin said uncertainly: "I have seen similar descriptions in some ancient books, saying that in ancient times, some successful practitioners would spend energy to create some magic weapons for body protection, and often these treasures had Some magical functions, among which avoiding fire and water are often the basic functions of some vestments."

"You don't mean to say that these two long-sleeved shirts are the so-called cassocks?"

Zhang Xin said: "I don't know either. After all, it's the first time I've come into contact with this kind of thing. Those are all recorded in the book. Before, I read it as a fairy tale novel."

Zhang Xin thought for a while, took the big-sleeved shirt, and soaked it in the water again, but he didn't take out his hand. After a minute or two, he took out the big-sleeved shirt again.

Because it has already been demonstrated once, everyone was not as surprised as the first time.

But Zhang Xin stared blankly at the hand he used just now.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Seeing this, Zhang Miao asked curiously.

Zhang Xin showed his hand in front of everyone and said, "Look."

"What are you looking at? What's so good about your hands?"

He Cuizhen patted his hand.

Li Xueer said: "Brother Xin's hands are dry, but his wrist is wet."

"Ah? Let me see."

He Cuizhen took a closer look, and it was true that the wrist was still wet, but there was no water stain on the hand.

He Cuizhen also imitated Zhang Xin's previous method, holding the big-sleeved shirt and putting it into the water, and then took it out again. Sure enough, her hands were not wet either.

"Could it be that the treasures like the water-avoiding beads in the fairy tales really exist?"

Zhang Xin and Li Xueer are fine, they are practitioners after all, and they were just surprised by this large-sleeved shirt or cassock that is invulnerable to water and fire. Supernatural powers, seeing this kind of thing that can avoid water and fire is not too beyond the scope of cognition.

But for Zhang Boyu and his wife, this is a fetish. Even though under the guidance of Zhang Xin in the past two years, the two have learned Wuqinxi, and after two years of boxing, the white hair on their heads has gradually disappeared, but they still can't help it. I think it's because they take good care of themselves, because Zhang Xin told them that Wuqinxi is for keeping in good health.

Zhang Xin took the vestment and went out. After a while, he came back with a lot of mud on his body. He Cuizhen asked, "What did you do? Why did you get covered in mud?"

"I rolled around on the ground holding the cassock twice."

As he spoke, Zhang Xin opened the cassock, only to find that the cassock was still the same as before, without any dust on it.

"Does... this cassock mean that it will never need to be washed?"

Zhang Xin said angrily: "Mom, they are called cassocks. Of course they are used by practitioners. Why do they need to be cleaned? Besides, they won't get wet even if you throw them in the water. You can't wash them even if you want to." At most, dusting is usually enough, but now it seems that dusting is not necessary."

Zhang Xin put away the two cassocks and said, "Thank you, old lady, this thing is really interesting to me. I just asked Xiao Xueer to make a few sets of clothes, and then I will wear them outside to save myself It's going to be full of dust."

In fact, Zhang Xin felt that with this vestment, he no longer had to spread his spiritual consciousness to cover his whole body all the time, because the vestment already had this effect.

After looking at the two cassocks, Zhang Boyu and his wife also gained knowledge. Although the gift Zhang Miao bought for him was exquisite and expensive, it was just a vulgar thing after all.

After Zhang Xin and Li Xueer returned home, Zhang Xin opened his heavenly eye to observe the two vestments carefully, and sure enough, he saw a strong aura surrounding the vestments, which was surging outward all the time. Will be pushed away by an invisible force.

"Sure enough, the reason why this cassock can avoid water, dust, and even fire should be because of the aura."

Zhang Xin knew it in his heart, but this was entirely a matter of metaphysics, and it would be difficult to verify scientifically.