Chapter 13 The key word "pocket watch" comes into my mind
Since he couldn't find out anything about these two people, he asked the third person: "What about Shilin?"
Amina: "You will see her tomorrow. When I met Walid, she had already entered the palace."
"Your Majesty has no queen, but he has many concubines. We are just following your Majesty's orders..."
She spoke vaguely, her gaze falling on the edge of the old hand pressing down.
"I thought you would tell Walid directly about this, so you wanted to hide it. How are you going to hide it after entering the palace?"
Tu Xing lowered his eyes as he followed the words, "Put on some gloves, I'll buy them after we finish talking."
Amina said: "I know very little about Shireen's affairs and can't help you. But I can take you directly to the place where you can buy gloves."
Tu Xing smiled and nodded. "Just asking." He picked up the cup and took a sip of water. "Rest for an hour or so. I just came back from Boss Wa. I'll trouble you later."
The woman had no objection. "Then I'll go get two meals. I haven't had lunch yet and I'm tired and hungry in the middle of the day."
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Half an hour later, a man and a woman were standing in front of a very narrow shop. Occasionally, people passed by, and the shop assistants were listless.
Amina pointed ahead and said, "It's right inside."
"Since we're going to the palace, the quality can't be too low, like the kind used for washing dishes and moving bricks."
"You don't look like someone who would always wear outerwear. It should at least fit the skin and be breathable, and go with everything. This is the only one."
When introducing the product, the guy opposite looked over with interest and smiled shyly, "How could you praise it so highly? I saw there were no suitable gloves. Wouldn't that be disappointing?"
"Come on, come on, buy more, get a discount. You're such a good braggart, I'll definitely give you two a discount."
Tu Xing smiled and nodded, put his left hand in his pocket, and stepped into the store. The aisle was so narrow that only one person could pass through, and he scanned the store quickly.
I don't really have any requirements for the style. In the end, I chose five pairs of solid colors that are comfortable and fit well to match the various colors of clothes I may wear in the future.
"How much?" The young man asked, and took out the money for the tea that he had just heated up, which was very light.
As usual, he turned his body slightly to cover his hands, tore open the box to see how much was inside, and in a blink of an eye, there were 5 silver coins.
Then, the clerk said, "One pair is 28 copper coins, five pairs are 140, how about one silver coin? I'll wipe out 40 copper coins."
Tu Xing looked at Amina with a questioning look, how about this price?
Amina: "What materials are they made of? Normally a pair costs about ten copper coins."
The clerk's smile cooled. "Excellent fabric. 5 copper coins a pair available. I'll go get them."
When I got it in my hand and compared it with Tu Xing, I really couldn't feel the difference in touch.
As an assassin, I usually train with weapons in my hands most of the time, so any fabric of this type is fine as long as it doesn't hurt the skin.
"Then I'll take five pairs for 5 copper coins, and change."
The clerk's mouth twitched, and he looked like he was a noble young master, but this is it? He said, "Okay."
Tu Xing handed over a silver coin, put the purse on the shelf, put the white one on his left hand, and put the rest into his backpack.
"Here, 75 copper coins." The clerk handed it over, his eyes scanning the white glove. "Only one hand?"
"I just looked at your hands. Why is the skin so wrinkled?"
This person seemed to be asking casually, but Tu Xing's heart skipped a beat. He had been trying to cover it up, but it was so obvious after all this time.
He lowered his eyes and thought as he put the money into his backpack, his expression half serious and half false: "A curse."
The clerk looked at the man in surprise, only to see the young man's eyes light up slightly, as if he was leisurely watching his reaction.
"Curse? Is it black magic? Are you a black magician?"
Tu Xing's throat rolled. How to continue to talk nonsense was a problem. "You know so much. Have you seen many like this?"
Unexpectedly, the other party replied, "Yes, there is a man in the civilian area over there who claims to be a black magician and learned it from Celilda."
"He used to run a shop selling pocket watches right across from me. I saw him every day. But he suddenly closed it. I thought he was taking a break. I hadn't seen him for two months. When I asked the people next to him, I found out he had quit."
Tu Xing, who was listening casually, suddenly became alert after hearing the key word "pocket watch".
The only confirmed magic item in his bag was the pocket watch, which was a pleasant surprise.
He immediately smiled and said, "Then do you know where he is? We are both black magicians, so let's get to know each other."
The clerk pointed diagonally across the street and said, "You asked about that store? It took me two months to find it. How could I possibly know?"
After pointing, he immediately said attentively: "Is this something you can learn? Please guide me."
Tu Xing looked at him and said, "I only know the basics. I'll learn it after I've mastered it. Now this half-baked person is just harming others."
He waved his left hand as he spoke to add credibility.
Just as she was about to leave, the man caught up with her and came to the door. "So where are you working?"
Tu Xing hesitated, "You're about to enter the palace. If you make a name for yourself, it'll be easy for you to find me. If you don't, forget it."
The man did not follow them, so the two young men went to the shop opposite to ask around.
The clerk at the door recalled and said, "He seems to live in the civilian East District. His name is Zaxi De. What? You want to buy a pocket watch?"
Tu Xing didn't even blink: "I want to design a custom one."
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