Take the whole family through the library

Chapter 26 The Way to Make Money
"Mr. Xiucai, isn't that little basket beautiful? I just got it today. It's perfect for decorating fruits or flowers. Here it is for you. Hee hee(#^.^#)."

Looking at the smiling girl next door, Chen Xiucai let go of her hand.The pinched and discarded bamboo basket fell to the ground, and Chen Xiucai replied: "Miss Xiaolin, Xiaosheng suddenly got an inspiration. Xiaosheng wants to calm down and sort out his thoughts."

When Lin Qiaoqiao heard this, she waved obediently, "Go!"

The window next door was closed, and Lin Qiaoqiao could appreciate the moonlight again.After dealing with the few remaining strawberries, I jumped on the bed and went to sleep.

Chen Xiucai stared down at the dilapidated bamboo basket for a long time, and muttered to himself: "Isn't Xiaosheng not acting obvious enough? The basket is already handed over, why don't you pick up some strawberries along the way."

I lost my wife and lost my army!
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crackling.

In the dark night, a thunderbolt fell.Immediately afterwards, a heavy rain poured down.Fortunately, the rain stopped after dawn.

On the first day of May, the first day of work in the second month, Lin Sanfu's family went to the teahouse to report early after breakfast.

I saw a few more wooden signs in the listing area on the east wall of the entrance.Lin Qiaoqiao asked the waiter curiously, only to learn that the business of the teahouse was good last month.The shopkeeper hired several new employees.One painter, two painters, one storyteller, and four writers who recorded the stories.Even those who made a trip invited six more people.

According to the waiter in the shop, the shopkeeper opened the long-closed private room on the second floor.There is no need for a teahouse to pay for a painter. In fact, it is just a name.With this painter's name in the teahouse, the reputation of the teahouse can also be raised, and the painter can also get a few more business transactions, which can be described as a win-win situation.

The waiter in the shop praised the painter very much, like an ordinary teahouse, if you spend money to invite these famous painters to be named, you may not be able to hang up.

"Why? Second brother!" Lin Qiaoqiao asked curiously.

"The pride of a literati. The shopkeeper said that the painter will come to drink tea in a while. Today, Miss Xiaolin must perform well." The waiter said.

Lin Qiaoqiao nodded obediently, "Yes, I will. Thank you for telling me this, little brother."

"You're welcome. We are all teahouse beggars. When the business of the teahouse is good, we can make money." The waiter rubbed his head and replied.

On the other side, Lin Sanfu came out from the backyard.

Lin Sanfu said: "The shopkeeper asked me to have a meeting just now. From today on, the story will not be repeated. Please also ask the storyteller, who will tell what I have said. The shopkeeper said that my monthly money has risen to eighth." Two silver a month. The previous one was specially to receive the distinguished guests in the private room of the private seat.

However, the shopkeeper said that someone might order me to the private room.Therefore, rest days may also be pulled back to work.You and Qiaoqiao's wages have not changed, but the shopkeeper asked, do you know how to play musical instruments?The shopkeeper intends to invite some musicians, and it is more likely that he will directly buy some pity people, which means playing and singing.I signed up for Qiaoqiao, and Qiaoqiao can play the guqin.Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper said that he would try the water first before setting a price.I agreed to come down. "

Lin Qiaoqiao felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Today I only talked about books for half a day, and the remaining half day became a book signing event.Those who paid the money and received the book from the waiter in the shop could go up to the stage and ask Lin Sanfu to sign it.Because it was the first time for the Lin family to hold this event, Zhang Ying prepared a lot of sketches as gifts, which were completely free and free of charge.

"Mr. Lin, can you give me this painting and add a poem from "Journey to the West"."

Lin Sanfu took the painting with a smile, "Success! Girl, wait a moment."

Occasionally come under the pine tree and sleep on a stone.

There is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown when the cold is gone.

The girl took the painting and read it in a low voice. "This poem is really well written. When I only heard Mr. tell stories before, I only mentioned the second half of the poem. I still feel sorry for the incompleteness of this poem."

Lin Sanfu smiled and said, "It's good that the girl likes this poem."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin." The girl was very satisfied with the poem, grabbed a handful of broken silver and threw it into the small bamboo basket placed on the table, then got up and left.

Inside the carriage, the little girl didn't know, so she asked: "Girl! We have already paid for the book, why did we give the storyteller a reward?"

"You don't understand, I've told you many times. I should call him Mr. Lin." The girl frowned.

"He's just a boy, and the talented young master came here, and he never saw the girl being so flattered. Could it be you..."

Snapped!
Before the little maid could finish her sentence, she was slapped hard by the nanny who followed the girl.After returning to the mansion, the girl took the painting and went to meet her parents.

"Father, I'm back." The girl called out affectionately.

Shi Wenhao picked up the picture scroll brought back by his daughter-in-law and unfolded it, and gradually put away his contemptuous heart. "Is this painted by Mrs. Lin you mentioned?"

Shi Mei nodded, "Father, you see that charcoal can be used for painting, so it is also possible to use it for writing. Literati and inkmen do not care about it! But what about those carpenters? And those students from families who are not very well off What about the bookkeepers trained by our historians?

Before they became big shopkeepers, how much paper, pen and ink would they have spent in these years.If this expense can be saved, I think I can add a few more shops. "

Shi Wenhao nodded, "You can use this for your own use. If it becomes a special business, it may not be easy to sell! Without charcoal, no one has a stick for burning firewood."

Shi Mei looked like she was listening to the training, and she lowered her eyebrows and said, "Father, the lesson is right. My daughter didn't think carefully."

Shi Wenhao flipped through the book casually, the book was not thick, and Lin Sanfu didn't talk much at first.

"Not bad, not bad! I'll listen to it when I'm free." Shi Wenhao commented.

Seeing that her father was in a good mood, Shi Mei immediately took a step forward and said the speech she had already prepared. The father and daughter discussed it for a long time.

Half a month later, a new ready-to-wear store opened in Luochuan County.Not long after, people discovered that once the shop got a new look, the three members of the Lin family at the tea house changed into new costumes, and the business of the shop became more and more prosperous.

Today, Lin Sanfu should give the tenth chapter of "Journey to the West".

"The chessboard is the earth and the sky, and the colors are made according to the yin and yang. Go down to the Xuanwei Tongbian, and laugh and praise the dead Kexian that day."

As soon as the voice fell, the whole house applauded.

"it is good!"

"Another good poem!"

"reward!"

Several waiters bent over, holding trays in both hands, and trotted to collect the rewards.This reward money is completely owned by the Lin family, but every time Lin Sanfu will take out a small part of the reward received and reward it back to the waiters.These actions, one by one, worked harder.

"It's a pity that the author of the book died too early."

"I really want to dig that man out of his grave and see if the great writer who can write such masterpieces has three heads and six arms!"

(End of this chapter)