Chapter 382 - Super Broker (51)

Chapter 382 Super Broker (51)

Pei Yan put it away: “I want to give it away.”

Hua Yuan roughly guessed who Pei Yan would give it to.

Except for his manager Baitang, Hua Yuan couldn’t think of anyone else.

His eyes dimmed a lot.

I’m afraid his task will become more and more difficult. It is basically very difficult to bend a man who has a woman in his heart.

Pei Yan’s work was done, and he sat on the sidelines and read a book honestly.

They were in full swing, and Pei Yan didn’t participate.

After reading a small book, he said: “I’m walking around the village.”

They will stay in the village for nine days before moving on to the next location.

…

Elder Meng would not make things too difficult for them.

They all let them stay.

While Pei Yan was wandering around the village, he caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye. He was wrapped in a suit and full of malice. He was out of place in the village.

Another one?

Pei Yan didn’t reveal anything wrong.

After remembering the structure and general environment of the village, he went back. The malicious sight was still behind him, which made people feel haunted.

I originally planned to go in, but thought of the wild fruits in the mountains when I came.

He had an idea, rented a pannier for two yuan, and Pei Yan went straight up the mountain to pick wild fruits.

He knows martial arts, and it is easy to pick.

After a while, it was almost full.

I gave some fruits to the host, borrowed a scale, and learned how to weigh.

According to the price of other people selling fruit, Pei Yan set the price of fruit similar to others, and then waited to sell the fruit.

Pei Yan is an outsider, and he is good-looking, so it is easy to attract people to come.

He really sold a lot of them. After he sold them, he usually added a few more fruits for them, and they were willing to buy them from him.

After selling almost everything, Pei Yan already had 115 yuan in his hand, and the 50 yuan was doubled in his hands.

It was still early, and Pei Yan didn’t intend to wait any longer. He returned the scale and the basket to the owner, and exchanged the remaining fruits for some vegetables from this family. The family also gave Pei Yan a lot of things, basically Fill a bag full.

Pei Yan asked again if there were other paid things to do in the village. I learned that Fu Zhang in the village is recruiting people to write Buddhist scriptures to commemorate the dead relatives, and they will pay if they are satisfied.

The guardian felt that it was inconvenient for Pei Yan to carry a bag, so he lent him the back basket and asked him to return it tomorrow.

After Pei Yan thanked him, he went to Zhang Furen’s house.

At this time, other people are still doing woodcarving.

Pei Yan was completely out of step with them, and proceeded methodically and step by step.

The number of people in Pei Yan’s live broadcast room is increasing, and everyone is watching with gusto.

[Is Pei Yan really coming here for the first time? He looks so experienced. ]

[Huahua hugged her thighs, so don’t worry about eating and drinking later! ]

[Is he going too fast? ]

[Is this the person who only went to elementary school? I do not believe. ]

[Why are you obedient and half-heard? His manager Bai Tang made up the rest of the content, and he obviously learned a lot. ]

[looking forward to! I’m a fan of Pei Pei now! ]

[Pei Yan’s writing seems to be okay. ]

[His Weibo, which has a record of his calligraphy practice, is really good-looking, revealing a murderous look, like walking on a single-plank bridge, but it should not be suitable for copying scriptures. ]

…

After Furen Zhang knew that he was a foreigner, he came to see it on purpose and asked Pei Yan to write a few words first.

Pei Yan knew that his own style of writing was beautiful and unique, but it was not suitable for copying scriptures.

So, he wrote several fonts and let Zhang Furen see if he was more satisfied.

Baitang’s handwriting, official script, regular script, Xiaozhuan.

Rich Zhang admired it very much, and finally chose Baitang’s handwriting, which is domineering and chic in the atmosphere, and he likes this kind of handwriting.

Pei Yan began to copy scriptures with peace of mind.

—

Ping An buckle must be for Xiaotanger!

A Pei is trying hard to shake Huayuan

Ahem! Arrived on time today!

I hope you will support me a lot.

(end of this chapter)