Author: Qing Jiuyi

In the evening, Qin Mian got off work. At a suitable opportunity, Li Luo mentioned making clothes: "Do you have any cloth tickets?"

"Yes." Qin Mian opened the cabinet and found two tickets worth ten feet: "It should be enough for you."

Li Luo accepted the ticket and said: "When the weather gets cold, I will give you a scarf in return."

Qin Mian: "The wool you bought for the old man when you first came here has never been touched by you again." Does this imply that you really know how to knit scarves?

Li Luo said unhappily: "Didn't I put other things aside in order to lose weight as soon as possible to match you?"

Qin Mian choked and said after a while: "That's good." She actually looks pretty now, with a fleshy face, regular features, and fair and shiny skin. She stands out among the crowd walking on the road, but she doesn't feel it herself.

Li Luo sneered: "Haha." I believe you are evil!

Qin Mian: "."

The next day, Li Luo took the time to go to the street, exchanged some fabrics, and found a tailor shop to make clothes. The craftsmanship fee was one yuan and two.

She paid and trotted home along the road.

Passing by the calligraphy and painting shop, there was only one owner. When she saw this, she raised her legs and walked in.

"I'm buying paintings." The boss greeted the guests not enthusiastically.

Li Luo smiled and said: "Boss, don't you recognize me?"

"Should I know you?" The boss looked her up and down and carefully identified: "You are not the dark and fat girl from before, are you?"

Li Luo: "Uh, that's me."

The boss was very surprised: "You have lost a lot of weight, and you have become so white. Your facial features have also become straighter." You had a country-like temperament before, but now you are fashionable and beautiful. Although you are still chubby, you are obviously much more likable than you were at the beginning.

"Haha." Li Luo laughed heartily: "I have been busy losing weight recently, and after losing weight, I became whiter." She also felt it was magical, and she felt more and more that the original shape of her body was like her original appearance. She spoke eloquently

Redirected: "Boss, do you still accept calligraphy and painting?"

Take advantage of the current market conditions and sell a few more to earn some pocket money.

"Yes, of course! Take as much as you have," the boss said. Her calligraphy and paintings were very popular, and they were sold out on the same day.

She never showed up again, and he thought about it for a while.

However, he would not reveal these words to her, lest she raise the price.

Li Luo couldn't help being happy and promised to deliver the goods in two days.

She exchanged greetings with the boss and left.

As soon as I returned to the courtyard, I immediately closed the door of my room, took out my collection of pens, ink and paper, sat down at the desk and started writing.

She could write the inscription "One Yuan a Piece" until the store closed down.

However, things are somewhat expensive, and if you spend too much at once, they will become worthless.

She only wrote ten.

After drying, roll it up gently, tie it with a cloth strip, put it in the closet, and continue your weight loss exercise.

As soon as Qin Mian entered the room, he keenly smelled the smell of ink in the air. Want to sell calligraphy again? Didn't she have enough money? He pointedly said: "I heard from my colleagues today that a man was caught selling things privately.

Put up a sign and parade through the streets.”

Li Luo: "Aren't you a forensic scientist? Aren't your colleagues handling criminal cases? Why are you still responsible for doing this? It seems you are quite free."

Qin Mian: "."

After Li Luo finished speaking, he realized something was wrong and added: "It's good to be idle. It means the world is peaceful."

Qin Mian cleared his throat and said directly: "If your expenses are not enough, you can tell me and I will increase it appropriately, but you can't do business secretly."

Li Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he said it for a long time to warn her. She immediately replied seriously: "I didn't sell anything." She just wrote it down, not sold it. It seems that the consequences of private transactions are very serious.

But what she wrote is worth ten yuan if sold.

Ten dollars!

How wasteful is it to leave it alone?

At most she won't do it anymore, but she still has to sell what she has.

Qin Mian stared into her eyes and felt that it didn't look like she was lying this time, so he stopped talking.

All night long, Li Luo was afraid that he would take out the inscription she had written from the cabinet.

Early the next morning after he went to work, she took out the inscription from the cabinet, stuffed it into her wide sleeves, and went straight to the calligraphy and painting shop.

What she didn't know was that Han Qiuyu followed her until she was outside the shop, hiding behind a tree to peek.

The boss was discovered by Li Luo once because of a private transaction. Anyone who came to sell goods in the future would check the surrounding environment of the store. He walked to the door leisurely, and after catching a glimpse of Han Qiuyu standing by the tree, he only pulled Li Luo to sell.

calligraphy and painting.

Li Luo was a little confused at first.

Then I realized that someone should be watching me outside.

She also discussed the calligraphy and paintings on the wall with her boss in a decent manner.

Han Qiuyu was sure that Li Luo was here to buy calligraphy and paintings, and then turned and left.

As soon as the person leaves.

The boss led Li to the counter and motioned for her to take out the inscription.

"There are creases and it doesn't look very good," the boss said after looking at it.

Li Luo: "How much does it cost?" After she sold it this time, she stopped selling it.

It’s hard to be secretive when writing a word, but it’s too scary to sell something.

"Here's five dollars for you."

Li Luo was half-hearted, five yuan? Although it was a lot, it was half the price compared to the first time. "I won't sell it anymore." Not every piece of her picture had creases. It was obvious that she had a high output.

Deliberately lowering the price, she turned around and wanted to leave.

The boss stopped her and said, "You girl is really impatient. We can discuss this again."

"Ten dollars can't be lost even a penny." Li Luo couldn't refuse.

"Eight yuan, eight yuan, okay?" The boss took a step back.

Li Luo pursed her lips, just eight yuan, since she wouldn't sell it later. "Okay."

The boss collected the calligraphy and paintings, and Li Luo collected the money. She put it in her pocket, patted it, and left.

Then we went to the tailor shop.

Her clothes are simple in style and have already been made.

Because it was tailor-made, she did not try it on, but left after briefly checking the workmanship.

Try it on at home.

The thighs and elbows are very tight, making it difficult to move.

She sighed secretly.

The man is fat and the family is poor, and it is not even suitable to make clothes.

She is so difficult!

She felt sad for a moment and immediately started working out to lose weight.

In order to have a noodle figure and beautiful clothes, she worked hard!

When Qin Mian came home, Li Luo was still doing exercises: "Hey, you came back very early today." He usually doesn't get home until late in the evening. Is it five o'clock today?

"The old man called and said that he planned to celebrate his seventieth birthday. My brother and sister-in-law are not free at work, and my mother can't do it alone. I asked you to go back and help me. I have already bought the tickets for tomorrow morning. You can pack them up."

Li Luo was speechless. Just like Mr. Qin, he would not discuss it with her before informing her directly after finishing the work.

Too much!

Is he annoyed with her and wants to send her away? She is very diligent here, serving him delicious food and drinks.

Feeling aggrieved, she clenched her fists and silently packed her things.

I just heard him say again: "I will go back to pick you up later."

Li Luo was happy again. It wasn't because he was annoying her, but she really didn't want to go back!

She must be rich and get rid of the situation of being dependent on others.

She didn't have many things, and any bag could be filled. She looked up and saw the tickets on the table, so she packed them into her luggage.

Then I was busy cooking and cooking.

"It's time to eat." Li Luo was busy for more than half an hour, cooking two side dishes and a large bowl of rice, putting them on the table, then turned around and went out for a run.

Qin Mian glanced at her, "Aren't you happy to go back to your hometown?"

He took a bite of the food.

His facial features are so distorted, how much salt has he put in it?
Chapter completed!