After Shu Fu left.

on site.

Shan Hua and Jiu Xinqin were already messy in the wind.

just.

They witnessed Shu Fu with their own eyes how he earned 30,000 yuan. It felt like ten thousand yuan was already a lot, but Shu Fu asked for 30,000 yuan.

But it happened.

The other party agreed.

sky!

Thirty thousand.

Just got it?

"ah!"

Shan Xi suddenly felt a pain in her arm and tears were filled with tears. She found that it was Jiu Xinqin who pinched her. Before she could speak, "It seems that it wasn't a dream."

Immediately.

Shan Mu was so angry that he was so angry that he was "pinching yourself."

"Afraid of pain."

Jiu Xinqin was confident.

“…”

This best friend is definitely mixed with water, and I requested a return.

...

The two arrived at the intersection of Shuntang Street.

wave.

He stopped a taxi and returned to Xingfu Lane. It was not until he got out of the taxi that Cheng Shengjun digested everything he had just seen and looked at Shu Fu.

The more you look.

The more confused you are.

Thirty thousand.

It was almost equivalent to their family, with half a year income, and his father repaired bicycles and his mother did some sewing business. But for Shu Fu, it was just one order.

By the way.

"How long will this business be completed?" He was very curious.

"About ten days."

Shu Fu said.

"Ten days?"

Cheng Shengjun was shocked again. If it took a few months to complete it, it would be a bit acceptable. Ten days were only ten days! He could earn 30,000 yuan.

See this.

Shu Fu smiled faintly and explained:

"This kind of business is rare, and it is already a blessing to have two encounters a year. Most of the time, it is a job with low unit price, which is extra money."

"The main income, at present, still depends on setting up a stall."

Listen to this.

Cheng Shengjun couldn't help but nod.

Too.

This kind of income is not stable at all, and even the same is true for setting up a stall. There are not a single customer in the morning and the afternoon, so I sit there for a few hours.

It's still a matter of food.

"suck!"

Take a deep breath. No questioning, it's so high. He has also seen the world. Some craftsmen may only take one hundred thousand.

In the capital.

He has seen it.

In the dormitory.

There is a second generation from the capital with a very background and has taught him some of them. As long as the things are good, many of them don’t care about money.

Just now, Shu Fu was shocked, a high school student who suddenly became an expert in carving. He was so surprised. After thinking about it carefully, Shu Fu's craftsmanship.

It's no worse than the one he saw in the capital.

...

"What's going on tomorrow?" Cheng Shengjun asked, 30,000 orders would be pushed for one day.

"Set up a stall?"

"Why."

"Did you forget that I promised to color the little girl's image in the morning, but I didn't bring the coloring tools, so I couldn't go to them tomorrow."

"I almost forgot."

Cheng Shengjun slapped his head and thought, "Why don't you bring tools? This kind of business may be better."

Hearing words.

Shu Fu shook his head.

"First."

"If you bring too much trouble, you have to bring water, palettes, various pigments. When rinsing, it is easy to get dirty on the ground, which is not as convenient as at home."

"second."

“Coloring is very troublesome, and it is not suitable in that noisy environment.”

[Haitang Bookstore www.htsw.info]"Third."

"I didn't plan to do this business either. If it weren't for the mother's request, I wouldn't have started this business on my own initiative. It's a big one for more than two hours."

"If there are three guests, you won't have to do anything in a day."

As soon as you hear it.

Cheng Shengjun suddenly realized.

I see.

Too.

Single business has the benefits of single business, especially the kind of detailed drawing. It is easy to be distracted in the noisy Shuntang Street. This is not an abstract painting.

But a detailed description.

...

Walking.

Come to Shufu's doorstep.

“…”

There were another pile of paper shells and bottles, and his slogans were still hung on the wall. Shu Fu really felt the kindness of his neighbors.

But it's too 'heavy'.

Aside.

See this.

Cheng Shengjun's mouth twitched. Yesterday he thought Shu Fu was holding on, but now he really understood the truth, but because of his low-keyness, he was sympathized with others.

"Yesterday, why didn't you say it?"

"What do you say? Life is your own."

After saying that.

Shu Fu opened the door and pulled the box into it. Cheng Shengjun followed. Shu Fu brewed a pot of tea, took out the palette, and sat down at the gate of the courtyard.

Ten centimeters x ten centimeters of wood square.

Compared to the previous ones, it is much easier.

Moisturize the hair.

Color tuning.
To be continued...