Chapter 48 Shen Mizhi
In the past, it was ten days, and it passed!
In the past ten days, Duan Rong's station piles and paintings have not been fulfilled!
Xiao Lao's unique part is really good!
Duan Rong stands every day, standing for nine hours, and his body has neither a sense of loss, and his spirit will not be sluggish.
As soon as it is submitted, Duan Rong will appear under the old locust tree opposite the obliquely opposite Huaxing Tower. For young boys and girls who are famous, study ink and painting!
In the tenth day, his pockets have been bulged, and the total assets have exceeded two thousand, which can be described as thin.
However, when painting this day, Duan Rong suddenly found that there were only eight people in line.
This is the first time since he painted!
This is of course a signal that heralds that he should change the place.
Xiangu County, after all, is not the Internet of the previous life. The population in the urban area is only 30,000 to 400,000.
Among them, people who can buy paintings with twelve silver are very limited.
When Duan Rong painted, he had been thinking about the next move. When he handed over the last painting, he had thought of it.
Duan Rong was nailed to the old locust tree. On the wooden board, he confused a piece of rice paper, holding a pen with a pen, and wrote: "The photo is queuing, please go to the west street to give birth to the medicine shop obliquely on the opposite side, and the crooked neck willow tree!
Under the crooked neck willow tree, it was originally selling ravioli booths, but the old man who bought the ravioli had a cold wind in the previous month.
This place is convenient to empty!
Duan Rong just used it to use it!
Shining is at dusk. The sunset in the west is red, like cooked persimmons.
As soon as the thin and middle -aged guy of the medicine shop was sent away, he saw the afterglow of the sunset, and a figure full of various things came over.
Duan Rong walked to the door of the Shengyao Shop, and smiled at the thin middle -aged guy, revealing the bright teeth.
Duan Rong often came here to buy medicine, and gradually became familiar with each other.
He already knew that this thin middle -aged guy named Ma Chu was the oldest guy in this medicine shop.
Ma Chuyuan thought that Duan Rongjin was buying medicines in the medicine shop, so he stood at the door and waited, ready to meet Duan Rong.
Don't want to, Duan Rong reached the door, but he turned around, walked over, and stopped under the crooked neck willow tree opposite.
At noon, Ma Chu noticed that under the crooked neck willow tree opposite, there was a team of little sister -in -law.
At first he thought which big family was, and was trained, but it didn't look like. The clothes of those little sister -in -law were completely different. Obviously, they were not from a family. Therefore, Ma Chu had been wondering.
Duan Rong walked under the crooked neck willow tree, supported the painting rack, and then put the bag on the shoulders on the side of a cooler next to him. The wedge -shaped wooden signs were handed to the person who lined up one by one, saying: "There is a number on this wooden sign. You don't have to wait here."
"As long as you hold the number before the time, you will not recognize people with the painting!"
Those little girls who took the wooden signs suddenly became overjoyed, and the team immediately dispersed six or seven.
This method of making wooden signs was Duan Rong thought last night that ten wooden signs were also made that night, and he wrote the number.
Since the devil's spirit, after absorbing the brushwork of the Spring Palace Miao Hand Beauty and the thin scholar, his writing brush characters are quite artistic and unique, and it is not easy to imitate.
And this method of making wooden signs, in terms of his previous life, is called to improve the user experience.
At the time of the twilight, Ma Chu stood in the lobby of the biosure shop, and looked at the crooked neck willow tree across the street, and the dim light of the lantern was dull and tirelessly painted. Although it is small, it is a person! "" "" "" "" "" "" "
In fact, the position of Duan Rong's painting was changed to the opposite side of the biopharmaceutical shop on this West Street.
I also thought about it.
The expensive medicine is expensive, but he has a deep experience.
This raw medicine shop service is a high -end customer group, and these people are also the potential customer circle of his business.
Therefore, he chose to go out of the stall on the opposite side of the bios new shop, which was called to grab the flow password.
Moreover, this Western Street was originally the widest and most prosperous street in Xiangu County. It not only has the largest biopharmaceutical shop, the largest satin village, the largest restaurant, but also the sub -bureau, the county and Yunshui ticket number It is also on this street, CBD in Xiangu County.
On this street, there was originally the largest gnist in Xiangu County -Chunzai Building, but later the Huaxing Tower rose.
The old man in the spring drunk tower, painful pain, stop loss in time, re -decorate the spring drunk tower and rename the Chunfeng Inn.
From the old lady of a cheese, she changed her body and became the female shopkeeper of the Chunfeng Inn.
Don't say that business has been better since then.
This is really, the poor changes, and the change is through!
Duan Rong booth moved to West Street a few days later.
At dusk, Shen Mihuan and her niece Qiu Hui walked through West Street.
Shen Mihuan held a long sword, dark red snake skin scabbard, streaming sword ears, tall waist, and brisk footsteps. She only walked at a normal speed, and the autumn marks needed a trot to keep up.
"Miss, you can't keep up with it!" Qiu Ni pouted his mouth and murmured.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Shen Mihuan just wanted to stop and scolded Qiu Yan for two sentences, and suddenly saw that under the crooked neck willow tree on the opposite side, a teenager wearing a short brown -haired black face was focusing on painting in front of the frame.
Shen Mihuan's newly peeled egg -like white tender face showed a doubtful expression. Emei froze and asked, "Qiu Yan, what is the opposite side?"
Seeing that Shen Mihuan finally stopped, Qiu Xian stopped behind, and immediately stopped behind her, only feeling the pain on the tight calf, finally a little slow, glanced at the other party, "It is a painter, recently, recently But the famous ladies in the major courtyards are lined up and waited for painting! "
"Really?" Shen Mihuan's clear eyes blinked, showing an unbelievable expression.
"Miss, you can paint a picture ..."
"What kind of thing is this kind of thing?" Although Shen Mixuan is a female stream, she is very strong, and has always been disgusted with some miscellaneous things.
"But ..." Qiu Xian seemed to be considering the words, and said with a little pause: "Miss, you will be able to return to this ancient county if you go to Taiyi. Miss Miss, you can also talk about the suffering of missing miss! "
Shen Mihuan was slightly shocked and a little ashamed. She must be strong in nature, and she is indeed indifferent to affection. Here, the joints, Qiu Hui thought, but she never thought about it.
"But I don't know, what is the level of this artist?"
"Twelve one, so many people lined up. The level is naturally good!"
"Ten twelve one?"
"Yes."
Shen Mihuan couldn't afford this silver money, and the twelve silver was nothing to her. She just felt that a street painter could sell at this price, which really surprised her.
"Then go to the queue." Shen Mihuan glanced at the autumn marks and said.
"It's tomorrow. This artist only draws ten times a day, apply for painting, and take the stall. Today, there is no place!"
"Draw only ten scatters?" Shen Mihuan never heard of this, and her eyes flashed in a shocking look.
"This sir is a big rack!" At this time, Shen Mihuan was really interested in the painter who was sitting under the crooked neck willow tree.