The boss looked at Maomao and was surprised and suspicious! This is an expert! His hand is too stable! If one centimeter is more or less, his fingers will be gone!

The boss suddenly said, "Okay! That's the price! But you want to leave a name."

Ye Mingshi quietly said in Maomao's ear: "This is OK... but maybe one day he will ask you."

While the two of them were whispering, the boss had already taken the pen and ink and paper and handed it to Maomao, "Please."

Maomao thought about it, took the brush and wrote down his name.

The boss folded the paper and put it away, and then said ok, "This time I've done it, I'll give you a 60% discount."

This time, it's ok really.

The dagger was wrapped in newspaper and put into a slender wooden box.

The two left the stall, and Ye Ming was still remediating it and explained: "Just now, the little boss was not looking at me, why are you gesturing?"

Maomao curled his lips, "The bosses here know you. Gu Zeyi is right. You are also a fat sheep, fatter than a cat."

Ye Ming was immediately resentful, "Old Gu is talking nonsense, Maomao, do you believe me or him? If you buy something here, you can't bargain, or use your real name, so you have to rely on gestures. It was definitely an accident just now."

In addition to the dagger, Maomao walked around and found that although she encountered many strange things, she didn't need many things... and the key is that they were all too expensive!

As he wandered around, he somehow came to the stall of the human skin mask.

This stall is very spacious, with a large screen in front of the door, and the interior is simply arranged.

The cat stopped and walked in. She was really curious.

The boss changed the fan on his face, was still sleeping, and even had a slight snoring.

The cat was lying on the counter, with the molds with three faces on it, and its facial features were drawn, lifelike. At first glance, it looked like it had three faces, which was a bit creepy.

Ye Mingshi also lie down over and said, "This thing needs to be customized. Only by wearing it on your face can you know how magical it is."

The cat asked, "Have you seen it?"

Ye Mingshi nodded, "I have only seen it once, it is really hard to tell whether it is true or false..."

What he said was a little obscure, and obviously he didn't mean to say more.

At this moment, the boss suddenly smacked his lips and said in a dream: "It's amazing, it's hard to tell the truth or the false, so it's also clear."

Ye Mingshi didn't speak.

The cat said curiously: "Is it really that amazing?"

Ye Mingshi nodded.

The cat walked to the boss and suddenly took away the fan covered by his face.

The boss seems to be in his sixties, with white eyebrows, but he is in good spirits. He is wearing a numb dress, which is no different from an ordinary half-old man.

It seemed that because of the light, the boss squinted his eyes and complained: "I don't buy anything, and I have to quarrel with people to sleep. Nowadays, young people... are becoming more and more disrespectful to the elderly and love the young."

Mao Mao didn't care what he said, and asked, "Old man, can the mask you made change between men, women, young and old?"

The boss hummed, "Is this still necessary to ask? Of course, yes."

But the cat suddenly grabbed the small goatee on the boss's chin.

The boss suddenly jumped from the rocking chair, "Hiss... Why did you do it? The young people nowadays are getting more and more unruly!"

All of a sudden, the boss seemed to be completely awake.

Ye Mingshi stood beside the cat and said, "Boss, my friend is joking with you."

The boss picked up his palm-leaf fan again, "Hmph, Mr. Xiaoye...you should coax your girlfriend and bring her to me to see the new things. Just leave."

Upon hearing this, Maomao said first: "Old man, don't talk nonsense, I'm not his girlfriend."
Chapter completed!