Over the past period of time, because of the many clothing orders accumulated, Grandma Yimao selected some smart and capable spider demon tailors to join the production, greatly improving productivity. In addition to clothes, the speed of spinning and weaving has also been greatly improved, further liberating the productivity of spider demons and giving them time to learn some advanced concepts.

Clothing design is a science that combines technology and art. Gao Li has never studied clothing design, but because of his work nature, he will use Marvelous designer, a clothing design software commonly used in the CG field. Many fashions in the company's games are made using this software. The biggest advantage of this software is that it can make people who do not understand clothing cutting understand the principles of clothing cutting.

This is the three-dimensional cutting that is popular in the contemporary fashion field.

When Gao Li transformed these contents into languages ​​that the spider demons could understand and impart to them, their hearts were opened to a new world.

That is the transformation of a two-dimensional plane path three-dimensional three-dimensional transformation.

Some spider demons began to try to make their own changes based on the clothing designed by Gao Li, and Gao Li also encouraged this change. As for the so-called fashion design, a little bit of change is a new style, and you can charge a sum of money.

Just when Gao Li planned to launch a slightly cheaper sub-brand, the two wives of the Liu family came to the door at the same time.

As soon as they entered the house, they placed their stockings in front of Gao Li.

"Young Master Gao, you have to give us an explanation for this matter!" The second lady had the most irritable temper and shouted at the hole in her stockings.

"What explanation does Madam want?" Gao Li asked with his head tilted.

"We spent ten taels of silver to buy this pair of stockings, and we wore them three times in total! Just washed them lightly and broke them! You still asked me what explanation do we want?" The third lady also shouted.

Gao Li smiled and said, "This is your fault. Our stockings cannot be washed."

The two ladies were stunned. Could it be that their cleaning method was wrong?

"What should we do if the stockings are dirty?" they asked almost at the same time.

"I don't know." Gao Li shook his head and said.

"You don't know? How could you not know?" The second lady yelled again.

"Because I made stockings, which were not for people to wear for a long time. If they were dirty and could not be cleaned, just throw them away." Gao Li said.

Gao Li is not saying lies. The spider monster used to make stockings is spider silk, and the main component of spider silk is protein. This thing itself is not durable, especially on the feet. And once it gets dirty, any detergent in the world will cause irreversible damage to the protein. Therefore, the easiest way is to not wash.

In a world where consumerism is not yet prevalent, the luxury of spending ten taels of silver on three occasions made the two ladies widen their eyes.

What really prompts them to make decisions is not their own needs, but their gaze.

"I'll buy another pair." The third lady spoke first, and her momentum seemed to lose the person who spoke later.

Sure enough, the second lady's eyes were filled with anger and shouted, "I want two pairs, one pair just like white and black!" said the second lady.

In an instant, thirty taels of silver were paid.

Gao Li smiled very well when he saw off his two wives who were sore about his face and hurt behind his back.

It doesn't matter, they will get used to it.

Everyone will get used to it.

This is the upper class, this is consumerism!

The poetry meetings of several large academies in the city finally started.

I originally wanted to have a Mid-Autumn Festival, but it was interrupted by the shocking battle between Ling Long and Du Feihua.

I originally wanted to open the Double Ninth Festival, but the major academies had their own rows, and there was not enough time.

Finally, I chose a festival that was not a festival, and the poetry meeting finally started again.

This time I chose the theme of the poetry festival early.

Begonia, autumn chrysanthemum, crab.

People often use autumn chrysanthemums and begonia to describe beauties of all kinds, but putting the "crabs" together is strange. After all, the crabs are not very beautiful in shape, they are just food.

In the early morning, Gao Li was lifting irons. Ling Long was practicing swordsmanship. Wuxia's figure promoted rapid secretion, which inspired Gao Li to think of moving higher and stronger. During this period of practice, he had already achieved a bench press of 160 kilograms, a deadlift of 160 kilograms, and a squat of 160 kilograms.

Simply put, it is the level of gym waste.

A pony stopped in the distance, and a young man dressed in a servant trotted all the way. He didn't dare to look at Ling Long, so he almost ran to Gao Li with his eyes slanted, bowed and said, "Is it Mr. Gao Li?"

Gao Li returned the favor and said, "I am Gao Li, who are you?"

The servant said, "I am from Qixiu Academy. I am here to deliver the invitation under the order of the old scholar."

Gao Li got married and looked down and saw that the signature was the three most famous academies in the city.

Gao Li rewarded the servant with a bunch of money, and the servant turned around happily and ran away.

After reading the previous content, it was roughly the invitation to Gao Li to this poetry meeting. In the past, Gao Li could never believe it, so he could also be invited to the poetry meeting. However, after reading the content, he knew that this thing was a nominal invitation to him, but in fact, Ling Long was invited.

After all, talented men and beautiful women always have to put it together. Pingyang City now has such a big god. The grandmaster of the world's civilization. He killed the young and powerful man who "screwd the soul" Du Feihua with one sword. The most important thing is that he also possesses the top beauty in the world. If she could go, it would definitely add a lot of color to this poem that was neither Chinese nor festive.

Gao Li had no interest in this.

"Do you like writing poetry?" Ling Long came over and asked. She had just finished practicing, and her fair skin was filled with a hint of healthy rosy.

"I don't like it at all, I won't." Gao Li replied happily.

"Didn't you study?" Ling Long was a little curious.

"I read it, but I didn't read it well."

As the Gao family, Gao Li, like all the Gao family, once studied at Qixiu Academy, but unfortunately, his mother was released from the family after her death, and no one asked him. He gave up on himself and had almost no ink in his stomach.

"This was originally invited to you, you can go."

As he said that, Gao Li handed over the invitation in his hand.

Ling Long took it and looked at it, shook his head, and gave it to Gao Li: "What am I going to do myself? I can't write poetry, and I can't understand those elegant words."

Gao Li looked at the expression on Ling Long's face, and when he heard that tone, it seemed that she wanted to go?

So he asked, "Or, go join in the fun?"

Ling Long smiled and said, "Go."

I really want to go!

At a poetry meeting, you have to memorize poetry.
Chapter completed!