stand back, let me come

Chapter 36: 036
The furnishings of the tea shop and elegant room belong to a small, fresh and elegant style.

While waiting for the waiter, Shen Tang played with the teacup on the tea table.As a child with mild ADHD, she is not very comfortable with a quiet environment.Seeing that the shopkeeper was also in a daze and polishing the time, he couldn't help asking questions that were puzzled for a while.

"Shopkeeper, I have a question, I don't know if I can answer it."

When the shopkeeper heard her words, his thoughts that had not drifted away were immediately pulled back to his flesh. He joked: "Is there anything I can answer, as long as the little lady doesn't ask the old man and Zhuojing."

Shen Tang: "..."

She doesn't want to understand it.

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Who wants to know interesting things about you and your wife's boudoir!
The shopkeeper saw Shen Tang's strange and complicated expression, and suddenly realized that the painter in front of him was still a young lady of Eleven or Two.He had to skip the topic quickly, and instead asked, "What did the little lady just say? Do you have any doubts? Just ask, and you will know everything in the future."

Shen Tang asked: "How can the county government encourage this kind of business? It stands to reason that public officials should not avoid suspicion?"

It is unheard of to take the lead in developing this industry.

The shopkeeper thought it was the problem.

Hearing that it was a small question of common sense, he was a little surprised by Shen Tang's "simpleness", which is common sense that everyone knows.After thinking about it, this little lady was born beautiful and had a good temperament. There was no trace of rough work on her hands, and she had good painting skills. She must have come from a wealthy family before she fell into poverty.It's normal for her family to protect her from letting her know about these pickled things.

Thinking of this, she looked at Shen Tang with a little more pity - this little lady must have had a hard life, so she ran out to find a secret drama.If this business cooperation goes well, the bookstore can keep other manuscript lists for her in the future.

He took a sip of tea and sighed again: "Well, it's a long story. In these years, there have been many natural disasters and wars, and the people can't live a good life. Those who have fields at home dare not plant, because they are afraid of being robbed by bandits. Tian's will starve to death. You say, adults can't get enough to eat and don't wear warm clothes, how many children can they afford?"

Shen Tang shook her head: "Naturally I can't afford it."

The shopkeeper said: "So, if you can't afford it, you will lose it, or you will sell it. The county government sees that this is not good, so they say that they should build a lot of hooks and tiles, and sell songs, dances, and jokes, which will attract more people. Foreign merchants can make money, and secondly, they can settle these children, and thirdly, the tax is so heavy, so fill up the vacancies. Otherwise, if they are forced to ask for tax and silver, the county government will not be able to explain it if they can’t get it? What is it... multi-tasking."

Shen Tang's expression changed when he heard this.

Endured and endured, only to feel disgusting.

She asked: "Does the county really mean this?"

The shopkeeper pointed in the direction of the center of Xiaocheng.

Lowering his voice, he approached and said: "Of course, the notices are posted like this. What do these nobles think, what can we ordinary people say? To tell the truth - there is no such thing as a war! Now that we are so messed up, we sell our sons and daughters. Instead, entering the Goulan was a gift from these nobles."

Because of the special situation and the strong encouragement of the county government, other businesses in Xiaocheng are not easy to do, but the business of Goulan Washe has made a lot of money, and the business is booming every day.

Those who couldn't survive were forced to sell their children and daughters. The money from the sale was not enough for the family's monthly expenses. Instead, they were full of traffickers and people in Goulanwashe.There are more children sold, and these people have a wider range of choices and critics, so they team up to lower the price, and the parents of the children can only sell at a low price with tears in their eyes.

A child who looks like Zhou Zheng can be taken away with at most one or two hundred articles. How he will end up in the future depends on good luck.

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he was extremely angry and sighed. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Shen Tang in a trance, and suddenly realized that he had said something to a child that should not have been said, and immediately remedied: "Alas, these are all over. It is very difficult to live in this world today. It's easy."

As for whether to endure starvation and be displaced, or stay in the Goulan Washe, attracting people and sending them away, the choice is not in the hands of the poor people.Life is cheaper than grass, there is no choice.

Staying in the Goulan Washe, anyway, there is a life - if the gods give you a face, give you a beautiful face, mix with the top card and eat delicious and spicy, even if you die at a young age, you will be considered "enjoyed" - afraid of being murdered by thugs, Pulled to the battlefield as cannon fodder, given away, or tremblingly tending several acres of barren farmland.

Shen Tang only felt that it was too heavy.

Seeing her sad expression, the shopkeeper thought about diverting the topic and asked her, "Guess what, how many men's restaurants are there? How many women's restaurants are there in this five-street Goulan Washe?"

How does Shen Tang know?

He said casually, "Half and half?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "The men's hall accounts for this number!"

He gestured for a "seven".

It means seventy percent.

Shen Tang: "..."

The shopkeeper turns on the self-questioning and self-answering mode.

"You must be wondering why this is so? The answer is not difficult, you know that the one who is on top of his head now was the 'favorite concubine' of the country's lord Xin? Since he was born, he has attracted countless admiration, and there are more and more private men's halls, and the business is getting better and better. Look, now he is the head of a country." He slapped his thigh and shouted, "How amazing!"

It's just a matter of awarding the "Most Inspirational Male Concubine Award in History" to Zheng Qiao.

When the male pet is for this, who can't say anything after reading it!
Zheng Qiao also became the idol male god of the men's shopkeeper.

Shen Tang: "..."

Not long after, there was a rhythmic knock on the door outside the private room.

The shopkeeper got up and opened the door. Three strangers stood outside the door, two tall and one short.The one in the middle is wearing a curtain and a black veil covers his face, and there are two tall guards with fierce faces to the left and right.

Needless to say, the one in the middle is the true master.

After entering the private room, he took off the curtain, revealing a white and delicate face that was a bit mean.Rather than a man, it is better to call it a slightly youthful youth.Glancing over Shen Tang, seeing that there was no third person, he asked the shopkeeper, "Where's the painter?"

Shen Tang raised her hand: "Here!"

He didn't even look at Shen Tang, and spit out his anger at the shopkeeper: "Did you give me less money? You actually found such a tender girl to send me a video? Do you know how important that picture is?"

The shopkeeper didn't expect this servant to have such a temper, but for the sake of business, he could only bend over to please Shen Tang, "Don't look at this young man, but his painting skills are not worse than those of the previous painters."

Shen Tang nodded in agreement.

After all, she used to rely on this craft to eat.

Believe in her professional ability!

Hearing the words, the man looked at Shen Tang carefully.

At this time, Shen Tang had already stood up, and the Wenxin painting hanging on her waist hung down with her movements, and the transparent painting was faintly colorful under the light.The young man was stunned for a moment, but suddenly changed his tone: "That's fine, let this person try it out. If it doesn't satisfy me, I will replace it! However, I have a request!"

Shen Tang was full of confidence: "Just say it."

Teenager: "You have to paint with the pen, ink, paper and inkstone I provided."

As soon as Shen Tang heard this, it was a good thing, and he immediately complied.

The sky is dark, and the stars are like boiling.

Qishan always felt that something was missing this day.

Hearing the sound of footsteps resounding next door, I knew that Shen Xiaolang had returned.He glanced at the new books collected on the bookcase, thought about it, and knocked on Shen Tang's door holding them.

Shen Tang had just finished typing the draft and was about to splash ink.

"Wait a minute, it's here."

Shen Tang got up and went to open the door.

"Is something wrong with Yuanliang?"

Saying that, he turned sideways and let Qi Shan come in.

"I borrowed a few manuscripts from a friend, let's see if you need anything..." Before he finished speaking and put down the booklet, he saw the works spread out on Shen Tang's table, and said in surprise, "Shen Xiaolangjun, this chess and chess piece. Which 'superior' taught the 'painting' in calligraphy and painting?"

On the paper was a man with a large black head and a body drawn with a few strokes, like twisted twists, lying on a piece of equipment that may be a "reclining chair".

There is a bulge on his head, I don't know if it's a bun or a flower on the hairpin, the "right hand" is holding a circular fan, and the left hand hangs down... It should be a person lying on a chaise longue and trying to concave shape. The convex is convex, the concave is concave.

It was scribbled and grotesque, and there was an inexplicable anger.

The key is that there is more than one "person" on the white paper. Looking at it in series, the characters move from undressing to climbing into the couch. The unfinished scene should be a second strange "person"... He See the inexplicable "anxious" atmosphere.

Pray for good...

It is really difficult for him to conscientiously say that this is a "painting".

　I had something to do today. I didn’t close the windows when I went out. The heavy rain and storm flooded the study room and soaked the computer. The mouse was also useless.There are still a few hundred words left to make up later.

　　PS: After seeing this sentence, it has been revised. In order to write about Tangmei's painting, there are [-] more words, so the update is relatively late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)