Li Mengxi didn't like toys at all, and his reaction to such a crude clay figurine was very dull.

Xiao Bian ran over. Xiao Bian thought there was something good. He stepped up to take a look. Li Mengxi lowered his hand and brought the clay figurine to Xiao Bian.

"Brother, why is this like this? It doesn't look good."

"Isn't this ugly?"

"I'm scared."

…

With Xiao Bian's childish aesthetics, he also felt that the clay doll was ugly, and kept saying it was ugly, and was disgusted by it.

Jian Yong on the side looked embarrassed.

Li Mengxi also felt that the clay figurine was ugly. He remembered that there were some powerful craftsmen who could make the clay figurine look like a real person, so he said to his brother, "Let's find someone to make a good-looking clay figurine when we have time."

It was getting late, so Liu Bei reminded Li Mengxi to take the toys back and eat later.

Li Mengxi went back with the toy in his arms.

Liu Bei followed Li Mengxi back to his residence, followed Li Mengxi into the house, and watched Li Mengxi put the toys on the bed, "Xi'er." Liu Bei called.

"Ah?" Li Mengxi looked up.

Liu Bei stared at Li Mengxi and hesitated to speak. After thinking about it, Liu Bei decided that it would be better to speak out.

"Xi'er, I know that you have a high vision, and you don't look down on ordinary things.

But don’t you hear that [the elders gave it to me, but I don’t dare to refuse], just now Xianhe gave you the clay figurine, you..."

"I didn't say goodbye?" Li Mengxi looked at Liu Bei strangely.

Liu Bei coughed and said, "I know you're right. It's just that...it's a breach of etiquette."

Seeing that Li Mengxi was still confused, Liu Bei patiently taught him.

"You see, Ren Xianhe came back in a hurry, and even took the time to bring you a gift. Although the gift is not good, even I can't look down on that clay figurine.

But if you have such a heart, shouldn't you say thank you? You just accepted the gift, but you didn't say a word."

"Also, forget it about Zhuan'er, Zhuan'er is young and can talk like a child.

But Zhuan'er's left sentence is bad and his right sentence is ugly. Why don't you see that Xianhe's face can't stand it?

Wouldn't it be rude if you didn't say a word while standing by?"

"Next time, if someone gives you a gift, whether you like it or not, whether the gift is good or not, accepting the gift and saying thank you is just one of them.

Even if you don’t like the gift, you still have to show it. Even if you pretend, you still have to pretend that you like it very much, so that people know that you have done your best. Do you understand?"

Li Mengxi looked solemn, thought about it seriously, and realized that there was indeed a big shortcoming in what he had just said.

He took a step back, stood up straight, and saluted Liu Bei seriously, "Thank you very much, Mr. Xuande for your advice! I have learned a lot!"

Li Mengxi accepted the lesson with an open mind, and Liu Bei smiled and nodded.

Afterwards, Li Mengxi realized that Jian Yong, the man he had asked just now, could not come to Taiwan. Li Mengxi felt a little embarrassed and didn't know how to save himself.

Liu Bei seemed to be aware of Li Mengxi's inner thoughts. He complained, "Hey, Xianhe, too, what did you buy? You might as well not buy it. Why would you buy him a tattered thing?"

If you lose it, no one will pick it up..."

Hearing Liu Bei's complaints, the embarrassment in Li Mengxi's heart disappeared. After hearing Liu Bei's endless complaints, Li Mengxi explained to Jian Yong, "Oh, people have their own thoughts. They are walking in a hurry, and the distance is long and the road is bumpy.

Maybe the clay figurine was beautiful when I first bought it!"

After hearing Li Mengxi's explanation for Jian Yong, Liu Bei stopped talking.

I followed Li Mengxi back here specifically to remind Liu Bei that his goal had been achieved.

It was time to eat. Liu Bei took Li Mengxi and his two brothers to eat. On the way, they met Jian Yong again.

Li Mengxi felt a little embarrassed, so he asked, "Xianhe, when you bought the clay figurine back, did it look similar to it?"

"Hey, that's right!" Jian Yong suddenly laughed, "When I was buying it on the street, I saw the weird look he made, so I bought it back. Unexpectedly, he did it halfway, and it was all cracked...

"

Following Jian Yong's words, Li Mengxi said that perhaps the clay could be dried in the shade, and then fired until the pottery wine would not crack.

Li Mengxi asked, if a clay figurine was made to look like the real thing, then fired into pottery, and then hung with colored glaze, what price would it fetch if it were bought?

Talking about clay figures is only secondarily, mainly to attract attention.

On the way to dinner, several people chatted harmoniously.

Jian Yong said, if you sell the burned clay figurines, you can still sell them for one or two thousand yuan each.

Liu Bei also chimed in, saying that if the sales were good, it would be an extra way to make money.

Smart Li Mengxi, after he realized that it was rude, he did not apologize to Jian Yong harshly. Instead, he casually started a conversation and resolved the embarrassment.

Low emotional intelligence and lack of understanding of the world have been Mr. Li's shortcomings for two lifetimes. In his previous life, no one cared about him and no one was around to teach him. In this life, he and Liu Xuande are like good teachers and helpful friends. With Liu Xuande's careful guidance, Mr. Li is gradually growing up.
Chapter completed!