Chapter 221

After breakfast, Wang Dazhu went to the small shop to play poker, and Liu Guilan and Mu Xueqing were cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks in the outer room.

Wang An sat alone on the bed in the west room and opened the bag Wu Dong gave him yesterday to take a look.

As expected, it was the three box cannons of those three idiots.

To be honest, this thing is really useless to Wang An; counting the one in the bed cabinet, this is already 4 box cannons!

The key is that the supply and marketing cooperative doesn't collect short guns, otherwise they could sell for some money.

But when Wang An saw the two new 56-semis and one pipe gun in the bed cabinet, he couldn't help but laugh; not counting the sold guns and the revolver given to Lu Yueyue, there is a pile of guns at home now.

Three 56-semis, one pipe gun, three large 54s, four box cannons!

These guns are enough to equip a squad.

After putting all the guns away, Wang An opened all the deer skins obtained yesterday and then carefully checked them one by one.

Unfortunately, after studying them one by one, Wang An only determined one thing: these deer skins are not a map of the ginseng cache!

Wang An, who was unwilling to give up, took the deer skins and looked at them against the window; although it was snowing and there was no sunlight, it was brighter outside than inside, so the worn-thin places on the deer skins were very obvious.

After studying them quite seriously for a long time, Wang An finally frowned and cursed in a low voice: Damn, what the hell is this?

When Wang An sat up in frustration and lit a cigarette, his frustrated mood eased a bit, but in his head, he always felt that it was just a little bit away, and the secret of this map could be solved.

At this time, Mu Xueqing entered the west room from the outer room; seeing the deer skins on the bed, she curiously picked them up and looked at them, but Mu Xueqing picked up two pieces and looked at them together.

Then she heard Mu Xueqing say with a smile: "Xiao An, look, these two deer skins are actually one piece."

Hearing this, Wang An's eyes instantly lit up; right, why didn't he think that these six deer skins were actually one whole deer skin cut apart?

Wang An threw away the cigarette butt and pieced the six deer skins together left and right.

Finally, with Mu Xueqing's help, Wang An pieced them together, and the six maps instantly became one map.

At this time, Wang An was happy and excited!

So, Wang An hugged Mu Xueqing in his arms and then gave her a fierce bite.

Mu Xueqing was hugged by Wang An and didn't dare to make a sound, because her mother-in-law was still in the outer room.

After biting Mu Xueqing, Wang An's mood was even more comfortable, so he found a needle and thread and sewed these six deer skins together.

Wang An's needlework is quite good, which stunned Mu Xueqing on the side; Mu Xueqing looked at Wang An admiringly and said: "Xiao An, when did you learn this needlework?"

Mu Xueqing's words stunned Wang An, because Wang An absolutely didn't dare to say that he learned this in prison in his past life.

In fact, Wang An not only knows needlework, but also sewing machines, electric irons, overlock machines, etc., anyway, all the work related to making clothes, he knows all of them, and he is a master among masters!

If Wang An were given a piece of cloth now, Wang An would perfectly make a piece of clothing or pants.

It's just that Wang An didn't dare to show it; after all, a 19-year-old young man who has never touched a needle and thread is a senior tailor!

No matter who hears this, it is a shocking event!

Of course, Wang An also knows some other work, such as carving, electric welding, masonry, lathe, printing, etc.

Without bragging, all the work suitable for people in prison, Wang An knows all of them!

After all, for people in prison, it's not what you know, but what you have to learn to do; and you have to do it well!

Otherwise, you just watch those guards, if they don't beat you, that's it.

And in prison, you can fight with other prisoners, but never be arrogant with the guards; if they beat you, they beat you for nothing, and if you beat them, you will lose a layer of skin even if you don't die.

Wang An's poor physical condition in his past life was only a small aspect of physical labor; the most important thing was being beaten.

Of course, other prisoners were small problems for Wang An, because Wang An was also the boss of a group of fierce people after entering. But since offending a trivial little guard, after several tosses, his body was scrapped; it's that simple.

After being stunned, Wang An started his nonsense mode: "Your man Mu Xueqing, do you need to learn to do needlework? Such a simple thing, if you can't learn it by looking, then you've lived in vain."

I don't know why, but Mu Xueqing generally believes what Wang An says, and believes it unconditionally.

So, Mu Xueqing asked directly: "Then can you make clothes?"

You have to pretend to be complete, Wang An said arrogantly: "A piece of cake."

Then, Mu Xueqing took out a large bundle of cloth and said happily: "It's almost New Year, I was worried about what to do about the new clothes for our whole family, you help me quickly."

Hearing this, Wang An put down the already sewn deer skin and looked at this large bundle of cloth, which was half a piece, with a feeling of life being worse than death.

Damn it, I've been making clothes for more than ten years in my past life; it's not easy to be reborn, and I still have to make clothes!

Damn it, why is my mouth so cheap?

Then, Wang An slapped his own big face.

With a crisp sound of "pa," Wang An took a cold breath; damn it, he used too much force, it really hurts!

But it's no problem to hurt a bit; if it doesn't hurt, you won't remember.

Mu Xueqing, who was happy, watched Wang An slap himself and was shocked, hurriedly asking:

"Xiao An, what are you doing? What's wrong?"

Wang An answered calmly: "Oh, it's nothing, there was a mosquito, I slapped it to death; let me see these cloths."

Mu Xueqing handed the cloth over subconsciously, looking at the red mark on Wang An's face, but she felt that what Wang An said was a bit wrong, but she really didn't think of where it was wrong.

After Wang An took the cloth, he asked directly: "Do you have chalk?"

Mu Xueqing said immediately: "Yes, yes, I specifically asked Xiao Yi to secretly take some from school a few days ago."

Wang An looked at the handful of chalk ends handed over by Mu Xueqing and instantly opened his eyes wide; this is really all "a little bit," not half a lie.

My brother is also too honest; he only dared to take chalk ends when stealing chalk; he is really useless.

If it were me, stealing a box would be giving the teacher a lot of face!

Sigh, just make do with it, day after day!

It's just that Mu Xueqing also prepared one less thing, and that is a ruler, but for a tailor like Wang An who has been doing it for more than ten years, this is not a thing.

Wang An stretched out his big hand and carefully measured Mu Xueqing; I have to say, it was very careful.

Especially the bust, waist, and hip measurements, carefully measured several times.

Mu Xueqing looked helplessly at this man who was blatantly playing the hooligan, and a blush covered her entire face and neck.

Seeing Wang An's appetite move, he really wanted to have a "daytime performance," but there were too many people in the family, and the conditions didn't allow it!

What a pity!

After measuring, Wang An simply sketched on the cloth with chalk ends; it's just that this chalk end is really not powerful, it can't even be pinched!

Fortunately, Wang An just needs simple marks on the cloth, and then, Wang An picked up the scissors!

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