Although Ying Feichen's ability is not incapable of making money, the title of the academy is to teach and educate people, and the tuition fees he charges are simply a drop in the bucket for rebuilding the academy.

She looked at Ying Feichen and saw that he really wanted to discuss the idea of ​​making money with her, so Yun Miaomiao started to think about it seriously.

"Do you really want to make money with me?" Yun Miaomiao confirmed again.

Ying Feichen nodded seriously, "Yes."

Yun Miaomiao was silent. She had thousands of good ways to make money in her mind, but for the time being, there was really no one that suited Ying Feichen.

There are ways to make money, but the money you make is simply not enough.

"Let me think about it." Yun Miaomiao said nothing and started rummaging around in the mall.

Ying Feichen wanted to say that he was not in a hurry, but when he saw that Yun Miaomiao was thinking seriously and did not dare to interrupt her thinking, he waited quietly and did not dare to speak.

Yun Miaomiao looked at the blank panel in front of her. It was full of food seeds that could be redeemed. There were too few of them that could be used by Ying Feichen to make money.

Nowadays, food is scarce, people's spirits are not good, there are many people enjoying themselves, but life is boring.

By the way, Yun Miaomiao's eyes lit up, isn't this business coming?

"Yes?" Yun Miaomiao immediately looked at Ying Feichen. The memory of her moderate exclamation in the silent night made Ying Feichen jump, and his eyes became a little more excited, "What?"

Yun Miaomiao looked at him with a bit of smile in her eyes. If you look closely at the smile, it actually had a bit of vulgarity.

Ying Feichen felt a chill on his back, and was a little frightened by Yun Miaomiao's look, "What did you think of?"

"Do you know what the girls in the boudoir like to do most?" Yun Miaomiao said with a bad smile.

Ying Feichen thought for a moment and answered seriously, "Embroidery, writing, making friends?"

Yun Miaomiao shook her head, "These are so boring. They are locked up at home. They can't go out from the main door or take a step through the small door. They play with these things all day long. It doesn't take a month to get tired of them. When I was at home before, they liked to carry me on their backs.

Mom and Dad, read some of the storybooks and novels you bought. Ying Feichen, you are quite knowledgeable, and your drawing skills are probably not bad either. I only earn a small amount of money from the businesses I do. You are a storybook.

If business becomes popular among high-ranking nobles, money will pour into your pockets."

"That's your idea." It's a good idea, but his master taught him unpredictable painting skills. Is it possible that they are all used to please those women?

If this is the case, what is the difference between him and the petty officials in the Chu Palace?

Ying Feichen pursed his lips, looking like he didn't like this business very much.

Who is Yun Miaomiao? His awkwardness can be seen at a glance, "Are you afraid that people will know that you, the dean of an academy, humblely go out to please women and draw some vulgar and vulgar scripts for a few taels of silver?

"

Ying Feichen looked at her without saying a word. Yun Miaomiao saw that he had been fooled and did not laugh at him.

"You should have painted many famous works before. Aren't those knowledgeable people all judging you based on your words? At best, they appreciate it, but at worst, they say it. How much do you know?" Yun Miaomiao carelessly cared.

, "Is it true that the only people you painted to please the literati in the past were the literati? What if there were other people? There are many things in this world that you don't know. Do you care about being known for your passion for painting those story books in the future?

It's you, but you can publish the storybook under another name. This is completely different from making money. Who would know whether the person who wrote the storybook and drew the little book is a man or a woman?"

Ying Feichen's originally awkward expression suddenly brightened up, and his eyes lit up.

Although he could sign it with another name, the problem is that he can't write a storybook, let alone draw a miniature book.

In the past, he had read a few story books when he was traveling. Most of the contents were about love between men and women. He took a second look and found it boring, so he stopped reading.

"Can this thing really make money?" Ying Feichen didn't believe it.

Yun Miaomiao nodded affirmatively, "Of course."

"But I can't."

"No, you can learn." Yun Miaomiao looked at him maliciously, "Come here early tomorrow and I will teach you."

"You teach me?" Ying Feichen's eyes showed an expression of disbelief, "You know how, why don't you make money by yourself?"

"I can, but I can't draw well, and my handwriting is not good-looking. You deserve the money you earn. Besides, I don't want to sit in the room writing and drawing." Yun Miaomiao said with disdain.

Well, he is superficial.

Early the next morning.

After Ying Feichen washed up and had breakfast, he went to find Yun Miaomiao. When Yun Ya and Yun Su saw him coming in, their eyes fell on Yun Miaomiao's door.

"She hasn't gotten up yet. Come over after lunch." Yun Ya said.

Ying Feichen's spring-like face suddenly froze, "She asked me to come to her early in the morning."

Yun Ya rolled her eyes at him and said, "Dean Ying, have I ever told you that if my cousin could get up early in the morning, the sows would all be climbing trees."

Ying Feichen, "..."

"Yunya!" The door of Yun Miaomiao's room was opened from the inside. Yunya's originally stern face became a little panicked. He turned back stiffly to look at Yun Miaomiao and whispered, "Cousin, why are you up?

"

Yun Miaomiao glared at him, "If I don't get up, your reputation will be ruined."

When he saw the person, Ying Feichen immediately showed a smile and said, "Get up. I brought two buns. Do you want to eat them?"

There was a hint of flattery in his tone. Yun Ya rolled his eyes after hearing this, cursing him in his heart, what a bitch.

Yun Miaomiao nodded, "Yunya, go bring me a bowl of porridge. By the way, go and clean up my study. I need to use it today."

Yun Ya responded, got up and went to the kitchen to serve Yun Miaomiao porridge.

In a short while, Yun Ya was carrying two bowls of porridge and freshly fried fried dough sticks in the morning. He would not let his cousin eat the old man's steamed buns.

When my cousin's husband is not around, this guy is like a peacock with its tail spread out, showing off everywhere. What if my cousin is seduced by him?

Yun Miaomiao had no idea what Yun Ya was thinking, so she took Ying Feichen to the study. When Yun Ya came over with porridge, she had already finished two steamed buns and was just full after drinking a bowl of porridge.

Yun Ya looked at the untouched fried dough sticks and said, "Cousin, don't you like eating fried dough sticks?"

This is what Yun Miaomiao taught him. He was afraid that Yun Miaomiao would want to eat it, so he simply cooked it.

Only then did Yun Miaomiao notice the fried dough sticks on the table, but she couldn't eat any more. "I ate two buns and can't eat any more. Ying Feichen, do you want to eat them?"

"Also..." OK.

Ying Feichen saw the fried dough sticks for the first time and was curious. He stretched out his hand to take it, but Yun Ya took it away directly. "Since my cousin doesn't want to eat it, I will send it to Yun Su. He got up early to study and hasn't had breakfast yet."

Woolen cloth."

Ying Feichen glanced at the hand still hanging in the air, wondering whether to laugh or cry, why did I offend that guy?

Yun Miaomiao was preparing paper and pen, but she didn't happen to encounter the communication between Yun Ya and Ying Feichen. After she put down the paper and pen, she took out the story book and the novel about the villain she prepared last night from the bookshelf.

She bought these from the mall. They are cheap and not expensive, and the content is very rich. In addition to the love between men and women, there are also some story books about national justice and so on. They are all initial items automatically generated by the mall.

Miaomiao had never seen it before. It was the first time she saw it, so she bought some.

Yun Miaomiao bought five books in each category, which was enough for Ying Feichen to study for a while.

"Come here." After Yun Miaomiao set it up, he handed Ying Feichen over, "These are for your reference. You will read them here in the past two days. After reading them all, you will also have something in your mind.

Probably, it’s up to you how you want to write and what you write. Another thing is, you can read these words, but they are just words. The paintings on the little book are what I drew before.

Take a look, if possible, you can also use this painting technique to show the story you want to write."

Ying Feichen looked at the storybooks on the table and the exquisite picture album, and couldn't recover for a long time.

"These are all your paintings?" Ying Feichen pointed to the album, "You call this a bad painting?"

Yun Miaomiao looked at the exquisite picture album and couldn't click on it. She didn't know how to draw. This was all given by the mall.

"You read it first. If you don't know anything after reading it, ask me again." Yun Miaomiao was afraid of staying any longer. Ying Feichen wanted to draw a ready-made painting for him, so she simply left. "I'm leaving."

Ying Feichen looked at her running away and didn't think about it. His attention was suddenly attracted by the things on the table.

When Yun Miaomiao came out, she saw Yun Su and Yun Ya eating in the yard. The sun shone on the two of them, and the golden light shone on them. The scene looked particularly warm.

Since Xianyun Pavilion was handed over to Ying Feichen, Yunya built a wall between her yard and the front yard. She was afraid that those people would come in and destroy Yun Miaomiao's yard and disturb her.

Under the wall, Yun Ya also planted many rose flowers. The flower seeds were left by Yun Miaomiao for him. At that time, he bought them just to plant them for fun. Unexpectedly, Yun Ya planted them and kept them alive.

Quite good looking.

The weather here in the town is pleasant, the seasons are mild, and the flowers and plants grow well.

And now there will be no drought, and the flowers, plants and trees are growing more vigorously. Of course, it would be better if it rains.

Yun Miaomiao stood on the attic, feeling the wind blowing from all directions, and she felt very comfortable.

"Sister, why did you come out?" Yun Su spotted her figure and shouted immediately.

When Yun Ya heard him calling someone, she immediately raised her head, and her thin face immediately changed into a smile, "Cousin."

When Yun Miaomiao saw that the two people had discovered her, she stepped forward.

"Yun Ya, please take me up the mountain to see the academy." The academy was destroyed, and she was responsible for it. She wanted to see the current situation.

Yun Ya looked at her curiously, "After that place was burned down by fire, it was very dirty and messy. Where did my cousin go and do it?"

"Just go and take a look. If it hadn't been for saving us, the academy wouldn't have been destroyed, right?" Yun Miaomiao said seriously.

Yun Ya nodded, "Cousin, wait a minute, I'll get a sickle. Although some people often say that the grass on the roadside grows faster when you go up the mountain. Ying Feichen said that the climate in the mountain is better, so things grow faster than in other places.

Come on, if we don't bring a sickle, we may not be able to get up."
To be continued...