Chapter 425

Xueqing thought of the word of dragon flame from the word of Yin Yichen.

The word "dragon flame" is full of powerful and powerful, and the bully's arrogance is distributed between the lines.

How can a man who can write such a hand be a master?

In other words, how can you be willing to be a teacher?

She can't help but think of the man in black who was seriously injured and dying when she crossed over on the first day.

Because the man in black was covered, she didn't see the face of the man in black, but Xueqing couldn't forget the cold and fierce breath of the man in black, and the bloodthirsty and cruel light in his eyes.

Perhaps, only such a person, such a person who can make people feel decisive and cruel, can write such a hand.

And the dragon shaped jade pendant

Xueqing thinks of the jade pendant she touched from the man in black.

Perhaps, only those who can wear the dragon shaped jade pendant can dare to write such handwritten words and embody some indescribable things between the lines.

No incorrect! Snow fine suddenly surprised.

She was thinking about some master's words. How could she be associated with the man in black?

She must be bewitched. The cruel and cold breath of the man in black is almost thousands of miles away from a gentle master.

Xue Qing shakes her head and takes back her thoughts.

"What's the matter?" Yin Yichen looked at Xueqing and asked in a low voice.

There is a hidden worry in the voice.

The change of Xueqing's face just now did not escape Yin Yichen's eyes.

I don't know why, Yin Yichen's heart sank slightly.

"Nothing, brother Yin." Xue Qing shook her head and said in a light voice.

The strange expression on the face has been put away and replaced with a smiling face.

Yin Yichen listened to Xueqing's words, his heart was not relaxed, but more and more heavy.

He is not a fool. Xueqing's hidden emotion is obviously that she doesn't want him to know.

And snow fine don't want to let him know, because in snow fine heart, he is just an outsider.

For Xueqing, it's not enough to show him his emotions.

Therefore, the smile on Xueqing's face was brilliant in Yan Yichen's eyes, but it seemed so indifferent and alienated.

That silk alienates, stabbing his heart.

Xueqing didn't find Yin Yichen's Phoenix eyes. She looked down at the contract in her hand and carefully put it into the deerskin handbag.

Well, the first business is done.

Snow fine patted deer skin small handbag, the mood thoroughly happy.

Yin Yichen's eyes fell on Xueqing's deerskin handbag, and suddenly asked, "did you make this thing?"

"Yes." Xue Qing nodded.

It doesn't test embroidery to make this deerskin handbag. Xueqing is totally competent.

Yin Yichen listened to Xueqing's words, his eyes flashed, and said nothing more.

Xueqing only left a few manuscripts for shopkeeper Yang. Let Mr. Shuoshu get familiar with them first.

Then he put other manuscripts into the deerskin handbag.

The manuscript prepared by Xue Qing for Mr. Shuoshu is suitable for one person to speak, similar to a short period of stand up crosstalk.

Some of them told a simple joke. The result of the joke led to the plum or cream she wanted to sell.

Some are just a wonderful doggerel, which is also the shop of Xueqing's family.

In a word, Xueqing strives to make people laugh at the same time, through the mouth of storyteller, to make people deeply impressed with her shop and the things in it!

Of course, the jokes and Doggerels would be more complete if they could be spread in the town.

However, Xueqing's advertising is really not just about the teahouse.

The manuscripts she prepared, of course, are not all suitable for the mouth of the storyteller in the teahouse.

So, after everyone came out of the teahouse, Xueqing went straight to the opera garden with her small handbag.

This time, she didn't have to say that Yin Yichen and shopkeeper Wang also understood the meaning of Xueqing.

In Xueqing's manuscript, there are several people who need to talk about it, but it seems like a playbook.

Such manuscripts, of course, need people in the theater to perform.

However, with the precedent of teahouses, it is very simple to negotiate with the owner of the opera garden.

It doesn't work. When Xueqing comes out, shopkeeper Wang will do it directly.

Shopkeeper Wang himself is an old fan of the opera. He often comes to the opera garden to listen to the opera.

The owner of the opera garden, surnamed Li, is called Li Yuanzhu.

Master Li has known shopkeeper Wang for a long time, and he is also familiar with shopkeeper Wang.

When shopkeeper Wang sees Master Li Yuanzhu, he and Xueqing adopt the same strategy and directly explain the intention."Master Li, I'm here to do business with Master Li." Shopkeeper Wang said, took out the manuscript written by Xueqing and handed it to master Li, "Master Li, first look at these things."

After listening to shopkeeper Wang's words, Master Li's face showed a trace of incomprehension.

He didn't understand what business he and the shopkeeper of a restaurant could do?

However, after reading a few pages of the manuscript, the light in his eyes became more and more intense, and the expression on his face became more and more excited.

Although these playbooks are short, they are more amusing and innovative.

Since there has been no new play in this theater, the business is going from bad to worse, and the business is getting worse and worse.

But it's not easy to put on a new play?

The most important thing is that he doesn't have a good playbook!

In fact, it's no wonder that Master Li is worried. Nowadays, there are few people who can read and read, and few can write drama books.

At this time, Li Yuan was overjoyed to see the stack of manuscripts in his hand, as if he had grasped the straw.

"Shopkeeper Wang, tell me, how much money do you want to sell these playbooks?" Master Li asked, suppressing his excitement.

After listening to master Li's words, shopkeeper Wang's eyes flashed a light.

Snow is a moment.

How much is it?

What does that mean?

"Master Li, how much money do you want to pay?" Shopkeeper Wang asked quietly.

"This To tell you the truth, some of my opera garden can't make ends meet now. I really can't get much money in my hand... " Li Yuanzhu looked like he couldn't talk about it How about twenty taels of silver? "

Snow fine listened to the words of Li Yuan Lord, in the heart a burst of agitation.

Then, he secretly spurned himself -

how excited is he?

Isn't that twenty taels of silver?

I haven't seen it before!

However, she originally planned to give money to others for advertising. How did the plot turn into money?