When Bill left the store, Ou Lang held the box in both hands and looked down at the handkerchiefs in the box. He couldn't recall for a long time. Other people looked at Ou Lang, who seldom lost his temper. Several people looked at each other. Finally, Xi Jie walked over.

"Hey, what's the matter, brother? What did the old man take? " Xi Jie stretched out his head and looked into the box.

Ou Lang looks up at Xi Jie and puts the box in front of him to make it easier for him to see the contents inside.

"Ah..."

After Xi Jie saw the contents, he let out a short scream. He immediately covered his mouth and looked around in a panic. He found no one noticed them. He immediately covered the box and said in a low voice, "why don't you hide this thing! Let others see what to do, this thing Priceless, my God... " Xi Jie swallows his saliva and holds tightly to the edge of the box. There is only one museum. There are so many here. Ouch, what should I do? There are also some people's attention.

At this time, Ou Lang has regained his mind. He looks at the flustered Xi Jie and smiles. His expression should be similar to that of Xi Jie. I don't know if Xi Jie's jaw will be startled after he says the old man's words.

"What are you talking about! You say it again

Xi Jie widened his eyes and cried out in disbelief, his heart pounding.

O'lang picked up the box and turned around to ask people to hang these handkerchiefs. "You heard me right. The old man asked to hang these handkerchiefs. If you don't believe it, you can ask him. I also want to know what he thinks."

"Really Really? " Xi Jie swallows his saliva and stares at the box in the arms of Ou Lang.

"One, two, three, come here!" Ou Lang doesn't pay attention to Xijie, calling out three intelligent robots that are dealing with sanitation.

"Chief, what can I do for you?" Three intelligent robots came up and asked respectfully.

"Hang these next to those pictures." Olang points to the picture of the roof.

"All right, chief!" Robot one took the box and hung it with robot two and three.

“……”

All of a sudden, the shop was quiet, one by one raised their heads, grew up, staring at the top of the roof.

"Come on People, robots

Xi Jie said nervously. When he regained consciousness, he saw that No.1, No.3 robot was hanging those embroidery on the roof. He was so scared that he couldn't say it completely. "No, no, we have to increase the defense facilities. Do you want to tell the Zong family, give us a protective cover to cover the embroidery. What if someone steals it?"

Other people in Xi Jie's how how how, have come back to God, suddenly shocked, what did they see? Is this ancient embroidery? This kind of thing has only been seen in museums But is it really the case? Can it be fake? But fake is not so delicate

Xinren couldn't help but walk to the bottom of the handkerchief that had just been hung up and watched carefully, "really It's true, and it's more exquisite than the museum's, Oran. Where did you get this? "

Olang came over and looked at the square handkerchief hanging next to each picture on the roof. The pattern on the handkerchief was more vivid and more three-dimensional than the photo beside it.

"It's made by heart. I'll take it and hang it in the store. It'll make a big splash for tomorrow's opening." Ou Lang is also very shocked. He is not shocked by these embroidery, but shocked that he can make these things. This is a craft that has been lost for thousands of years. He is really good at embroidery.

Just now, Ou Lang specially sends a message to Mu Qingxin, and confirms again and again whether to hang these handkerchiefs in the store, and inquires the source of these handkerchiefs.

The results are certain, and they are really heart embroidered handkerchiefs. All of a sudden, olang's heart rises with infinite admiration. He is thinking, what else in the world the heart can't? There are too many hearts than they can.

This night, for these embroidery, everyone sat in the hall and looked up at the embroidery on top of their heads. All the robot criminal police were busy patrolling all night, and there were micro monitors. Many more were added to the roof, almost a handkerchief and a micro monitor, just to prevent being stolen.

Everyone fell asleep with their heads up in the hall.

The next morning, Mu Qingxin made a simple meal for everyone, and all of them were ready to go to Linglang street for the opening ceremony.

MuQing heart excited, today she wore a pink dress, with a matching pink hat, tied two braids, looking more like a doll. In the morning, muqingxin went downstairs, was hugged by the Oriental spirit, and kept shouting "doll Baby What a lovely doll... ".

Other people are also looking at MuQing heart with joy, however, their faces are more proud and proud, their own baby is so lovely!

Today is such a special day, everyone dressed in full spirit, Mu Zhaohui waved a big hand, "go Everyone got on the plane and went to Linglang street.Sitting on the aircraft, Dongfang Ling has been holding MuQing heart's hand, "heart, you can look good in this dress, you will be dressed like this in the future!" With that, he opened his brain and took a picture of MuQing heart.

"Ah?" Suddenly by the light brain, Mu Qing heart did not respond, some stupefied.

"Lingling, do you want to take a picture? I haven't posed yet. I'll take a pose and you can shoot again! "

Dongfang Ling shook his head, "no need, this is very good." Oh, how lovely! Dongfang Ling looks at the heart in the photo, stupidly and cute. He looks at the innocent and pathetic. Oh, it's so cute.

Dongfang Ling immediately sent to the post.

Please call me the Queen: my heart is too cute, oh, can't bear the bird, can't bear the bird, it's really too cute, I want to make her smaller and put it in the pocket and carry it with me!!! (attach a photo)

"didi"

Mu Qingxin's prompt sounds. Click on your brain to see linglingfa's post. Before that, she has set the number of her two family members and friends to pay special attention to. Once the other party posts, there will be a prompt.

“……” Mu Qing heart helplessly looking at Lingling hair's post, as well as his own picture, on his really stupid ah, this also sent up, good shame ah.

Mu Qingxin turns off her brain and doesn't dare to read the comments below.

Mu Qingxin takes out the handkerchief embroidered for everyone last night from the space and takes them out one by one.

"Gaozu, this is a beautiful, healthy and practical handkerchief embroidered for you. In the future, you don't need to use that paper any more, just use this one. I'll make some more for you later."

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