As soon as Liu Mei finished speaking, everyone looked at Liu Mei curiously, knowing that this flyer was the result of everyone's hard work. It's just a painting with a few simple words. How could there be a problem with this? It's absolutely impossible.
Seeing everyone's doubts, Liu Mei continued to explain, "Everyone should have heard of the famous star Zhang Jingjun. Let's not talk about her peerless appearance that only comes out in a thousand years. Her talent alone is unmatched. ",
Liu Mei's evaluation is still very pertinent. Everyone can see Zhang Jingjun's appearance. How many people are eager to get Zhang Jingjun, even if it is just for a second in their dreams. Zhang Jingjun is also the most ideal daughter-in-law candidate for many uncles and aunts. It is said that she is the most desired daughter-in-law by men. It is not an exaggeration to marry a woman. Of course, Zhang Jingjun's appearance is also harmful. For example, she has become the biggest hidden danger affecting the relationship between married men and women. To say something a bit insulting to Zhang Jingjun, when you are living as a couple, the name you call out is Zhang Jingjun, what do you want the other person to think?
Let’s talk about talent. Being able to write lyrics and compose music is a talent that only Li Qingzhao Yu Xuanji has. Many famous families and dignitaries also like Zhang Jingjun to become one of their own. Therefore, everyone agrees with Liu Mei's evaluation of Zhang Jingjun.
Liu Mei continued, "Zhang Jingjun has become a national idol. Whether she is a ninety-year-old woman or a three- or five-year-old naughty boy, they all regard Zhang Jingjun as their idol and are absolutely loyal fans. Young Master, think about it, if our flyers have How could they not be crazy about Zhang Jingjun’s portrait? To be honest, if these portraits weren’t useful to the young master, I would also like to keep one as a treasure.”
Wang Busui finally understood that this was caused by crazy fans. Thinking about it, it is understandable. Just like the groupies in the previous life, they would do any number of crazy things in order to meet their idols, not to mention that now they are just grabbing a few idols. Posting flyers is something that is not painful and is not illegal. Moreover, these leaflets were originally meant to be given to these people, but their behavior in obtaining them was a little rough.
Of course, the injuries to the white cat and black dog were purely accidental. It can only be regarded as the pants that were torn during the crime.
In any case, his first step was successful, and the leaflets successfully reached the hands of the people. No matter how shameless they deal with these leaflets, whether they use them to wipe their butts or offer them as ancestors, this is not the case. It’s up to you to decide, but what’s certain is that your products are already famous throughout Songjiang Prefecture.
The fans were so crazy that Wang Busui was worried that the door of his shop would be torn down by everyone, because the portrait of Zhang Jingjun and Zhu Wuyu on the door had already been completed. The portrait of Zhang Jingjun on the door was completed under the guidance of Wang Bushu, because the appearance of Zhang Jingjun that was circulated outside was the appearance of Zhang Jingjun in the movie "The Inequality of Men and Women", but Wang Bushu knew that these portraits were not the real Zhang Jingjun. The portrait was of Zhang Jingjun wearing makeup. Of course, it was impossible for Wang to reveal Zhang Jingjun’s appearance without reservation. He was selfish, but he was also afraid that no one had seen Zhang Jingjun’s real appearance and didn’t know him, so he just kept it simple. I did some artistic processing, and this painting is the face of the store after all. Xiao Zhuzhu also paid special attention to it. He still used traditional painting techniques, thick eyebrows and red lips, and the portrait was lifelike, just like the real person.
Wang Bushu was confused as to whether he should replace the door of his shop with an iron one. After all, Wang Busui has no money now. It is a pity that Wang Busui is still so poor after traveling through time for more than half a year.
The matter was successfully completed, and Wang Busui was relieved. Wang Busui believed in his products, and even more believed in Zhang Jingjun's appeal. His products would definitely sell well in the near future and become the representative products of the Ming Empire. Well, the national beans of the Ming Empire. .
In order to celebrate, but also to replenish the health of the white cat and black dog who had just been injured, the food in the evening was very rich, killing chickens and sheep, Leng Bingbing also swept away the depressed mood of the past, and actively participated with Xiaohong and Xiaolu In our warm family, we are busy washing vegetables and cooking.
Of course, as the male protagonist and the head of the family, the cooking job has been successfully handed over to Liu Mei, an all-round talent. Liu Mei has also mastered 70% to 80% of her young master's cooking skills.
It is estimated that the wealthy party has given up on his career a long time ago. He has not gone out to beg for a long time. He locks himself in the house every day, not knowing what he is doing. Anyway, he does not demolish the house or set fire to it. Wang Busei is too lazy to take care of it. And the old man will definitely appear when eating. He encountered a bunch of shameless people, and Wang Busheng lamented that his fate was unfair.
Smelling the aroma of the food, the rich man came out, sat down next to Wang Busheng, and said with a smile, "This food is so delicious, Liu Mei, your cooking skills have improved a lot."
Liu Mei, who was stir-frying fried chicken, said politely and modestly, "This is all due to the good teaching of the young master."
I am very satisfied with Liu Mei's child, Wang Busheng, and has a conscience.
Fu Jia Fang held the poker in his hand and said while studying, "Wang Bu Die, you kid, don't hit Xiao Zhu Zhu anymore."
"Why? Isn't it just for fun to accept apprentices?" Wang Bushi didn't understand. You must know that the wealthy party rarely cares about his own affairs. Even if he accepted himself as his apprentice, he never taught him anything. , why do you suddenly say this now?
"Nonsense, how can the apprentice be beaten casually?"
"I, you just beat me casually all the time." Didn't you get beaten a few times? If you weren't your opponent, Wang Bushit would have turned his back on you and let the wealthy party be your apprentice.
"I love you and care for you, and I teach you for your progress."
"I also love Xiao Zhu Zhu and care for Xiao Zhu Zhu, and teaching Xiao Zhu Zhu is also for his progress." Only the state officials were allowed to set fires, and the people were not allowed to light lamps. Wang Bu died and expressed his dissatisfaction.
"you you you"
“What’s wrong with me, me, me”.
Fu Jia Yifang slowly put away the poker, and then stood up. It took only a minute or two for Wang Busheng to lie on the ground. Sometimes violence is also very effective when the truth is unclear.
"Do you accept it or not?"
Holding his butt, Wang Bushi nodded aggrievedly, "I accept it." Facing a master who has violent tendencies and whose strength is several levels higher than his own, how dare a disciple have any objections.
"This is for your own good as a teacher," Xiao Zhu Zhu's identity is very special. Although I don't like him very much, he is still the egg laid by Zhu Xiluo. Naturally, I will be angry if my own egg is hurt. As an abuser, If the king does not die, he will naturally be punished, and even his life will be endangered.
"Yes, Master is doing it for my own good." Wang Busui nodded,
He took out the poker again and started studying. The rich man continued, "Although Master is usually a little stricter on you, I will not harm you as a master."
"Yes, my disciple knows." Seeing that the wealthy party kept playing poker, Wang Bushi couldn't help but asked, "Master, what are you doing?"
"Study card skills and become the god of gambling."
Well, okay, when people get older, they also want to become gods.
"Hehe," Wang Busui took out his mobile phone and asked with a smile, "Master, I also have a mobile phone, please leave a phone number."
"We are together every day, there is no need." The wealthy party is still holding on to their poker cards, ignoring Wang Busheng.
"No, Master is still useful. For example, if you forget to bring paper with you when you go to the toilet, and you are embarrassed to shout for help, you can just call and I will bring it to you." It is estimated that the earliest inventor of the mobile phone chose to study this for this reason. A wireless communication tool.
"Uh, okay, Zero Zero Seven." The wealthy person gave out his mobile phone number.
"Zero Zero Seven, Bond". Could it be that the old man was engaged in the job of saving the world in his previous life? Captain America doesn't like Superman wearing underwear.
I wrote down the number of the wealthy party, and took a photo of the old man, with a white background and a black frame. Well, the current technology of the Ming Empire is like this, and there is still no beauty in color photos.
"What are you doing, kid?"
"Let me take a picture of you, Master,"
"Photography"?
"Master, your mobile phone can't take pictures, how could it be so?" Wang Busheng finally found some confidence and said proudly, "Master, the one you have must be an old model for senior citizens. Who still uses senior phones nowadays, Master?" you are out".
"Tch, I'm so old, a senior phone isn't just right for me, so don't show off to me. When I'm using my phone, you're still using urine and mud."
Wang Bushi wanted to explain that he had never done this before. Showing off, Wang Busheng had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
The rich man put down the poker and asked, "Not dead, you said Master's card is four sevens. If it is not broken, there will be three, four, five, six and four more singles. If it is broken, it will not be easy to explode. Master is a little uncomfortable." I’m willing to give it up.”
This is also a problem faced by many people. You cannot have your cake and eat it too. If you want to get one, you have to give up the other.
"Break it when it's broken. Give up what you should give up. If you don't want to let go of your children, you can't trap the wolf."
"That's true. I really don't know if the person who made this rule is crazy. Why can't four of them come out together? It has to be three, four, five, six or seven to form a chain."
Well, okay, Wang Busheng can't explain it.
I put away the poker very unhappy. Fu Jiafang said sternly, "The king is not dead, tomorrow I will go to Yingtian Mansion to stay for a while."
"Go to Yingtian Mansion", could it be that the begging business in Songjiang Mansion has been in a downturn recently, and the old man wants to change the battlefield and try the capital. After all, there are many rich people there. "Master, you don't have to work so hard. It's such a long way and it will be very hard to go to Yingtian Mansion to beg. Moreover, the local beggars are not very friendly to outside beggars. Master, you should stay at home. The apprentice has no ability, but you yourself No matter how you eat meat, you can’t live without a bowl of soup, master. Don’t worry, master, my apprentice will take care of you till the end of your life.”
Once a teacher, always a father, Fu Jia was the first person to help him when he came to Songjiang Mansion. Although Fu Jia was greedy for money, lustful, lazy and shameless, he also gave him a place to live. Wang Bushu was still very grateful for the food he ate.
"Wang Bu Die, I am very moved by the fact that you can think of taking care of your master until you die. I had this idea when I accepted you as my apprentice."
Well, if you want to be so straightforward, you can't boast about yourself. For example, your muscles and bones are amazing. You can see that you are a martial arts prodigy who has never been seen in a century. Wang Busheng expressed his dissatisfaction with Fu Jia Fang's words.
Fu Jiafang then stood up and pointed a chestnut at Wang Bushit's head, "You kid is talking nonsense. Who said I went to Yingtian Mansion just to beg for food? Why can't I go to meet friends?"
"Member, Master, is it possible that your colleague is developing very well in Yingtian Mansion, so he wants to take you over as well?" Touching his head, Wang Bu Shou expressed his thoughts.
"Meeting friends and meeting friends. To be a teacher is to go to meet friends and meet friends, you know? It's not about begging for food, nor is it about being accompanied by beggars who are developing well." The rich man was very angry, "Is it possible that in your heart, as a teacher, you can only beg for food?"
"No, no, no, Master, you are still great. For example, you can beg for food in different ways."
Too lazy to pay attention to Wang Busheng's complaints, Fu Jiafang said seriously, "This time I am traveling far away as a teacher."
"It's still a few hundred miles away. It's quite far. I wish Master a smooth journey and immediate success."
"It's useless to stop talking about those frivolous things. Let's do something practical."
"Uh, Master, what do you mean?" Isn't this the scene of farewell? With a few words of farewell blessing, could it be that Master wanted him to break a wicker stick?
Rich A pinched his fingers and said, "Give me some travel expenses. Do you understand the cost?"
"Master, you want money?" Wang Busheng became upset. "Master, I am very poor now. I don't have a penny."
"How could it be? You bought something for Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu today?"
If you have money to buy things, naturally the wealthy party will not believe that Wang Budie has no money.
"It's just because of buying things that I waste my money."
"I don't believe it." So Wang Bushit was once again mentally persecuted. His whole body was turned upside down, even his underwear was not spared.
"How come there is no money?" The rich man pointed at Wang Busheng and cursed, "You are penniless at a young age. Are you embarrassed or ashamed? Tell me why you are so poor."
Well, Wang Bu doesn’t know why he is so poor.
"Liu Mei, I will send a pot of chicken to the house later." Fu Jia blew his beard angrily and stared.
"I understand, why did you eat so little today?"
"A bad mood naturally affects appetite."
