After Tang Ji returned to Jiang Ran's courtyard from the Jianghai Chamber of Commerce, he had a simple dinner, then picked up a slender fire stick and started swinging it around in the courtyard.
The kitchen has been remodeled, and the bathroom has been separated. The lighting and ventilation conditions have been greatly optimized. Jiu'er stood in front of the sink, scooped some water with a melon ladle and poured it into the basin, then poured in a little hot water, and said while washing the dishes.
: "What is Mr. Tang doing? Has he gone crazy again?"
"Jiu'er." Jiang Ran glanced at her angrily, and then looked at Tang Ji outside the room. She knew that he did this to improve his ability to protect himself, but it was not easy for a thin and weak scholar to practice martial arts.
.
Just as he was about to ask Jiu'er to give him some advice, Tang Ji walked in first.
Tang Ji walked to Jiang Ran and looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile: "Jiu'er."
Jiu'er glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and felt that the smile was very sinister. She couldn't help but tremble slightly and said softly: "Mr. Tang, if you have something to say, just tell me."
Tang Ji took out a bunch of candied haws from behind his back and waved it in front of her. He noticed that the little girl was swallowing her saliva and generously handed the front one to her lips: "Your hands are not clean. I
Let me help you lift it."
Although Jiu'er couldn't figure out why he was practicing martial arts just now, and now he came over to feed her candied haws, she firmly believed that Tang Ji wouldn't harm her, so she exposed her two dimples and bit off one.
"Take me to Senior Sun's house tomorrow."
Hearing this, Jiu'er was about to spit out the candied haws in her mouth, but Tang Ji took the first step and covered her mouth.
"Hmm~" Jiu'er struggled slightly, and the candied haws rolled left and right in his mouth, making his little face chubby.
In the end, she couldn't help but eat all the candied haws, spit out the hawthorn core, and looked at Tang Ji with a pout, with the word "dissatisfaction" written in her eyes: "Master Xi Jing, I have to go get a shot in advance.
Just say hello, and I can only take you there with his consent."
"Okay." Tang Ji agreed without hesitation. Sun Yufu saved his life some time ago and then disappeared without a trace. He didn't even have time to thank him, and asked him to show him two moves.
The plan succeeded. He handed the candied haws in his hand to Jiang Ran, turned around and ran towards the yard, not forgetting to leave a sentence: "There are two more candied haws in the next room."
But as soon as he finished speaking, he turned back and picked up the fire stick leaning against the door.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Ran and Jiu'er both laughed.
...
The next day, it was halfway through the morning.
Tang Ji wandered into Ji Ran's bookstore. He held up the broken stick and waved it for more than half an hour last night. When he woke up in the morning, his arms felt like they were broken.
Li Yu saw his figure and hurried forward to greet him: "I heard that there was a murder in the Jianghai Chamber of Commerce. What happened?"
Tang Ji didn't answer in a hurry, and shifted his gaze to the handsome young man standing aside: "I'll tell you later, who is this?"
"Didn't you ask me to find a painter for you? His name is Shen Ling. He is a famous painter in Huaizhou. He is good at... I don't understand. You can ask yourself later. Shen Ling, he is Tang Ji, he is..." Li
Yu stood between the two of them, wanting to introduce them to each other.
But before he finished speaking, Shen Ling took a few steps forward, bowed excitedly and said: "Young Master Tang, I have admired your name for a long time. Your "Beauty" is a masterpiece. I like it very much. There is also "Little Pond".
Not only that, he also painted a picture..."
Listening to the chatterbox in front of him chattering non-stop, Tang Ji's mouth twitched and he stepped back half a step to avoid the other person's saliva spraying on his face. He smiled and said: "Mr. Shen, I need a professional painter to help me design propaganda. Posters, classes may be held in the future.”
After discussing with Li Yu last time, the construction of the printing plant was put on the agenda. It is estimated that it will not take long to complete. When the book production scale expands, there may be a poster every two days, and he can draw it alone. It's too late at all, and hiring a professional painter has other purposes.
After saying that, he handed over the "Peony Pavilion" poster he drew last night.
Shen Ling quickly took it, glanced at the poster, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "It is said that the most talented man has unparalleled poetry. I didn't expect that your painting skills are so good. I am really impressed with my admiration. If the talented man of Tang Dynasty doesn't dislike it, Shen Ling Ling is willing to ride for you!"
Tang Ji nodded slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and added: "In that case, let's go upstairs first, let me see your painting skills, and talk about the money by the way."
"Hahaha, it's a blessing to get to know you. I'll give you some money, as long as I have enough to eat." Shen Ling replied quickly, and then followed Tang Ji's pace.
Tang Ji raised his eyes and chuckled. He didn't expect that the painter Li Yu found would be his little fanboy. It seems that he will have to pay attention to the baggage of being an idol in the future.
Li Yu raised his hand to cover his forehead. Shen Ling looked like a completely different person in front of Tang Ji. If he had known this, he shouldn't have approached him. He snorted resentfully and followed the pace of the two of them.
Much later, Tang Ji was very satisfied with Shen Ling's painting skills, and the two parties quickly drew up and signed a contract. Tang Ji also asked the clerk in the building to clean up a studio for Shen Ling.
In the afternoon, a little head poked out from the door of the bookstore, as if it had discovered some new world. He looked around a few times, but the shop assistant mistakenly thought it was a thief.
"Hey, hey, what about you, what are you doing sneaking around?" A good-looking guy quickly stood in front of Jiu'er.
The bookstore has been open for a while, and Jiu'er has always wanted to come and play, but he was busy taking care of his young lady, so he finally found some time, and didn't care about the other party yelling at him, and said with a smile: "Brother, I'm here to see my uncle. "
Anyway, it's only a matter of time before the young lady and Mr. Tang get together, so there shouldn't be any problem in calling "Uncle" in advance!
"Uncle?" The waiter scratched his head, thinking that Jiu'er was the maid of a certain noble man. He turned sideways to make way and regained his enthusiasm and said, "Girl, if you told me earlier, I thought you were a thief!"
"Hey!" Jiu'er said hello and quickly walked into the building.
After Yao Jin, who was dealing with affairs, saw her, he thought over and over again, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Miss Jiu'er, why are you here?"
"Young Master Tang called me!" Jiu'er was attracted by the various books placed in the big cabinet in front of her. She followed the lady and learned a lot of words, and planned to come over and read books when she had time in the future.
Yao Jin nodded, raised his hand and pointed upstairs: "The shopkeeper is upstairs, I will take you up."
"Okay." Jiu'er responded, casually grabbing a copy of "Journey to the West" from the cabinet in front of him, and followed Yao Jin upstairs while flipping through it.
Although there were many people reading on the first floor, everyone abided by the rules of the bookstore and only discussed in a low voice and did not make any noise, so the conversation between the two was not heard by the waiter standing at the gate.
He looked at the stairs in surprise. The uncle the little girl mentioned was actually the shopkeeper. Didn't they say that the shopkeeper was not married?
As a result, there are countless women in Yunhuai City who feel miserable.