"You still have the nerve to open the door!" The speaker looked disdainful and threw a few rotten vegetable leaves at the door of Shanhe Bookstore.
The owner of the book store had a bad temper and walked to the door of the store aggressively, "Hey, how can you talk? Believe it or not, I will ask the patrol officer to arrest you."
It was a good thing that he didn't stand up to refute, but this would have stirred up a hornet's nest and attracted angry looks from everyone.
Everyone pointed and talked loudly.
"No wonder you can make money by plagiarizing other people's words. Your face is thicker than the corners of the city wall."
"You still have the guts to find an official. The first one the official will arrest is you!"
The shop owner was furious and said, "You guys are not good people. Be careful, I will sue you for defamation and spreading rumors!"
Seeing that he was unrepentant and dared to threaten everyone, everyone became more angry and picked up rotten vegetable leaves and fruits and threw them at the shop owner.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the shop owner quickly returned to the shop and hid behind the door and closed the door. He refused to admit defeat and shouted, "You have strength in numbers, and you use more to bully the less. I don't care about you stupid people."
However, his arms hiding behind the door were shaking, and his dry throat swallowed nervously, "Shopkeeper, what should we do now?"
The shopkeeper couldn't bear to look at him. He wanted to stop the shopkeeper just now, but failed, and now he had no choice.
"The bookstore now has no reputation. People are unwilling to patronize it. I'm afraid they can only wait for the store to close."
"How can that be done? I spent a lot of money to buy this store, and I haven't even earned back my money yet!" The store owner cried sadly.
The shopkeeper was helpless, what could he do as a part-time worker, but with this man's money, he had to find a way for him.
"Why don't we apologize to Shanhai Shusi and ask for mercy? We say we were forced to do this because we encountered difficulties and were forced to do this. We hope to get their forgiveness."
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, "It's difficult to elaborate."
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"Whoa! The store manager ran away in a panic and stayed behind closed doors. He could only act like a cow..."
In Shanhai Book Store, the shopkeeper was beaming with joy, gesturing with his hands and feet to describe the scene at that time.
Everyone laughed loudly, and it was so lively as you said something to me.
Xue Zhenrui applauded from the audience, "He deserves it, who made him do such a thing!"
When she first came here, she was a little shy and did not dare to speak loudly.
But she was not a shy person at first. Later, she became familiar with everyone and gradually let herself go. With her cheerful nature, she could chat with everyone. Even the driver who usually delivered goods in the bookstore was from someone else's family. How many people did she have in her family? All the children know it.
Xue Zhenrui is extremely glad that she did not miss Shanhai Bookshop because of prejudice.
Relying on this job, she can straighten her back at home, and Ye Niang will not boss her around and respects her opinions.
She likes Shanhai Bookshop so much.
Xu Chengyue said nothing after entering the door and watched the shopkeeper's performance with great interest.
Every time she saw the shopkeeper, she had to refresh her knowledge. She didn't expect that he had a talent for storytelling.
Look at this beaming little expression, the right onomatopoeia, and the ups and downs of the tone. As soon as he speaks, he attracts the attention of the whole audience. It's like God is giving him food.
Xue Zhenrui was the first to notice her arrival. She looked around and saw Xu Chengyue standing in the corner of the door, "When did Mrs. Xu come?"
Everyone's eyes turned to the door.
Xu Chengyue didn't panic when she was discovered. She blinked and said, "I just arrived. I was so fascinated by the shopkeeper's story that I forgot to say hello to everyone."
She looked at the shopkeeper again and joked with a smile: "The shopkeeper is very capable, so he won't have to worry about having food to eat in the future."
The shopkeeper was very proud of the compliment and secretly considered the feasibility of storytelling.
But he didn't show it on his face, and said modestly and seriously: "Mrs. Xu is so complimentary."
Lu Hongzhuo saw that the two of them wanted to discuss it some more, so he hurriedly interrupted, "Mrs. Xu, what's the matter with coming to the bookstore?"
After being reminded by him, Xu Chengyue remembered the business and handed him the drawing in her hand, "This is the portrait of the heroine I drew. Can you take a look at it, Mr. Lu?"
It was previously agreed to send a portrait to give back to the readers, and Lu Hongzhuo was looking for a suitable painter. Unexpectedly, Xu Chengyue knew how to draw, and he could draw it so quickly.
He raised his eyebrows in surprise and couldn't wait to unfold the scroll, "Ms. Xu is very talented, she is even good at painting."
When the people nearby heard this, they gathered around to watch curiously.
"Wow! Huh?" Everyone exclaimed at first, and then made doubtful sounds.
The woman in this painting is undoubtedly stunning, and she is exactly the same as the one described in the book - a misty maid with a cloudy bun, her skin is as flawless as snow, her eyebrows are as green as green mountains, her eyes are shining like stars, her teeth are like shells, and she is looking forward to life. Hui.
She was leaning on the couch, holding her slightly raised head on her white wrist, looking at the person outside the painting with her lazy eyes.
But this portrait is different from the freehand paintings of ladies they usually see. Each stroke is extremely detailed, and even the eyelashes and the curve of the corners of the woman's mouth are clearly visible.
Lu Hongzhuo was good at painting and liked landscape paintings the most, but he also knew quite a lot about famous painters who were good at painting ladies, and knew the style and characteristics of each school, and the one he held in his hand was different from those.
It can be seen that the painter's brushwork is a little immature and immature, but this unprecedented painting method is enough to shock him. He was fascinated for a moment.
Others didn't understand painting, and after reading it, they rushed to tell Xu Chengyue a rainbow fart, "Ms. Xu's painting is so good, much better than those so-called famous artists."
"The people in the painting look like they are alive, so beautiful!"
Xu Chengyue blushed slightly, her painting skills were far from excellent.
In her previous life, she was tricked by painters several times when making appointments for covers and character designs. Later, she didn't want to make appointments anymore and learned to draw characters by herself.
It is an amateur work, just for casual viewing, and cannot be considered elegant.
This time I drew it myself because although the paintings of ancient ladies are good, with particular emphasis on details such as the characters' clothing, and are very charming, the depiction of the characters' facial features - Xu Chengyue is a layperson and she cannot appreciate it.
So I dared to draw one myself first, and if it didn’t work, I would talk about it later.
"Lü Langjun, is this painting okay?" Xu Chengyue asked suspiciously when she saw that Lu Hongzhuo had been silent for a long time.
Lu Hongzhuo suddenly came back to his senses, "Yes! Of course you can, but is this painting method created by Mrs. Xu herself?"
"No, it's - I read it in a book." Xu Chengyue was stumped by his question and racked her brains to think of a reason.
"Which book is it?" Lu Hongzhuo was impatient.
"This... it's been too long, and I forgot about it. I think I lost it, right?" She looked away uncomfortably, twisting the tassel hanging from her waist.
Just when he was worried that Lu Hongzhuo would ask more questions, he suddenly realized and nodded with some regret.
Xu Chengyue: ...I didn’t say anything, how did you realize it?
When Lu Hongzhuo got the answer, he realized that in his desperation, he lost his sense of proportion and hurriedly changed the topic.
"By the way, Madam Xu, this book is almost finished. Have you thought about what to write in the next one?"
As soon as these words came out, Lu Hongzhuo felt embarrassed, as if he was urging people to make money.
Fortunately, Xu Chengyue didn't mind.
She nodded, "I've thought about it for a long time. My next book will be about food."
Xu Chengyue had decided on this epic gourmet article early in the morning. She really wanted to eat sweet and sour pork tenderloin, boiled fish, braised eggplant, and chicken with saliva...
Xu Chengyue mentally recited a list of dish names, and her mouth almost watered with greed.
But let alone these delicacies, she couldn't even eat a stir-fry.
No, now that I have money, I have to arrange a wok. If I don’t have vegetable oil, animal oil will do. She doesn’t choose!
Just as he was thinking about it, the boy came over in a hurry and reported: "Lang Jun, suddenly a man came and knelt at the door. He said he was sorry for us and came here specifically to apologize and ask for our forgiveness."
Listening to this description, it could be Shanhe Bookstore.
Xu Chengyue and Lu Hongzhuo looked at each other and understood that the other party had the same thoughts as themselves.
When several people walked to the door, they saw a man wearing coarse linen clothes kneeling at the door, surrounded by people watching the excitement.
"I have a sixty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. My mother is seriously ill and is bedridden. She has been taking medicine all year round. For fear of harming her family, she has gone on hunger strikes many times and stopped taking medicine. She refuses to live any longer. How can I endure this? I had to see a doctor for her, so I was so crazy that I did such a wrong thing..."
The man wailed and told how hard it was for his mother to be a child, and what a difficult psychological journey he went through to commit plagiarism for his mother.
"When the owner of Shanhe Bookstore heard about this incident, he took pity on me because of my filial piety and my difficult life. He allowed me to write books to earn a living, which brought me a bad reputation. In fact, he was a bodhisattva who saved me from fire and water."
At the end of his speech, his voice was trembling and choked, as if he was extremely moved.
The people around him were also affected by his emotions and showed moved expressions.
"It's so hard that he was willing to go through all the trouble for his mother's medicine money. He must be feeling bitter in his heart."
"Filial piety comes first among all good deeds, and this person has not done anything wrong."
"The owner of Shanhe Bookstore is also a good person!"
"I think let's just forget about it. You have to be lenient and be merciful. The people at Shanhai Bookstore are kind-hearted and won't care about anything."
If it wasn't about himself, Xu Chengyue would have applauded him. With a few words, public opinion reversed, and future public relations teams would have to call him the Patriarch.
In the eyes of the ancients, filial piety is greater than heaven. No matter what wrong things you do, if you have the name of filial piety, you must be called a filial son.
From "Twenty-Four Filial Piety", Guo Ju wanted to bury his three-year-old child alive for his mother. Some people praised him, which shows that he is ordinary.
This person first puts a layer of filial piety on himself, and then kidnaps the victim morally. If he does not forgive him, he will be unforgiving.
Oh, this world!
Xu Chengyue is not used to it. As long as she has no morals, no one can kidnap her.
