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Chapter 4 Female Supporting No Climbing Bed 4
Wushuang said directly: "I want a liner pen, a white cloud pen, and a shading pen, the texture doesn't have to be the best, but the cheapest one.

Pigments of various colors must have a minimum amount, and then ten sheets of white paper, as long as the white paper does not smudge. "

While helping Wushuang with things, the man chatted with a smile and said, "My lady wants these things, but is there anyone at home who learns Gongbi painting?"

Wushuang didn't intend to explain, and responded casually: "Yes."

The buddy's movements were very neat, and he packed all the things in a short while, and said, "It's a total of eighty copper coins."

Wushuang is a bit of a pain in the ass, how many things are there, and it's so expensive, no wonder people can't afford books.

Wushuang looked back at Bo Shi, who shook her hands and took out a purse from her bosom in pain.

Then, very reluctantly, he counted out eighty copper coins from the inside and handed them to the clerk.

After leaving the shop, Mrs. Bai couldn't help but said to Wushuang with distress and anxiety: "Yaya, can you really make money back?"

Wushuang took Bai Shi's hand, smiled and comforted her: "Mother, I know your heart hurts.

But if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. Without these things, I can't make money.

Now that we have the tools at our fingertips, I assure you, we'll be making money in no time. "

Under the comfort of her daughter, Mrs. Bo felt at ease.

Wushuang dragged Bai Shi along the street, looking for a shop that could be used as a target.

Soon, Wushuang saw a noodle shop.

This noodle shop is next to a bun shop and a dumpling shop, and the business looks a bit bleak.

Wushuang dragged Bai Shi in, smelled the smell, it was very fragrant, it seems that the food is not delicious that's why there is no business.

Wushuang pulled the fidgeting Baishi to sit down, and called out: "Man, here are two bowls of pork noodles."

Bai Shi tugged at Wushuang's sleeve and said, "Yaya, meaty noodles are so expensive.

If you want to eat noodles, just ask for a bowl of white water noodles yourself, mother won't eat it. "

Wushuang lowered her voice and said, "Mother, don't be nervous, just eat at ease.

I assure you, the money spent will be doubled in no time. "

The business in the shop was not very good, and the boss was also very quick with his hands and feet. It didn't take long for the two bowls of pork noodles to be ready and served.

Wu Shuang pushed a bowl to Bai Shi and said, "Mother, eat it while it's hot."

After speaking, I didn't eat it, but spread out the paper, took out the paint and started to adjust the color.

Wushuang plans to use the combination of meticulous painting and sketching to draw this bowl of meaty noodles.

Wushuang's painting speed is very fast, and it is even faster if he does not pay attention to artistic conception but only pays attention to realism.

When Wushuang finished drawing, she wanted to find the owner of the noodle shop, but when she turned her head, she saw that the owner was already standing beside her.

Seeing that Wushuang finally finished painting, the boss said excitedly, "Girl, can you draw a signboard for my noodle shop?"

Wushuang raised her eyebrows. It was a surprise. Before she could speak, the boss spoke first.

Seeing that Wushuang didn't speak, the boss immediately said: "Don't worry, as long as you help draw the signboard, I will give you two taels of silver for the finishing fee."

Two two!

Originally, Wushuang only needed [-] copper coins to complete the first business, making a small profit in order to gain fame, but he didn't expect the boss to be so good at it.

She nodded immediately and said, "Yes, but the signboard can't exceed six feet, and you prepare the paint yourself, I'm only in charge of painting."

The boss immediately said: "Yes, yes, then I'll go buy paint and signboards."

After speaking, the boss took out a small ingot of silver and put it in front of Wushuang: "This is a tael of silver, as a deposit."

After speaking, the boss left in a hurry.

Bai Shi stared at Yinzi in front of Wushuang with straight eyes, in disbelief.

That's it, earn a tael of silver!

Wushuang picked up the silver, put it in Bai Shi's hand, and said, "Mom, put this silver away."

Bai Shi's hand trembled reflexively, picked up the silver and couldn't help biting it, um, it was real silver.

It's really a tael of silver!Mrs. Bai looked at Wushuang blankly: "So, did you earn a tael of silver?"

Wushuang smiled and said, "Mother, it's not one tael of silver, it's two taels of silver.

The one tael of silver is just a deposit. When I finish painting the signboard, the other tael of silver will be available. "

Bai Shi took out the purse, put the silver in it, tied the purse tightly, and put it back in his bosom, then heaved a sigh of relief.

After putting away the money, Mrs. Bai went to look at Wushuanghua's face again.

The noodles on the painting look like the real thing, and even the oily flowers in the soup are clearly visible, and it looks delicious.

Bai Shi couldn't help but proudly said: "My daughter is amazing, this painting, I just want to eat a bowl of noodles when I see it."

Wushuang smiled, but didn't answer. Her painting is full of craftsmanship and has no aura.

If you really want to ask everyone to comment on the painting, she will definitely criticize her bloody head.

After drawing for too long just now, Wushuang is starting to feel hungry, and she hasn't eaten yet.

Wu Shuang didn't eat the bowl of noodles because he wanted to paint, but when he turned around, he found that Bai Shi didn't eat either.

Seeing Wushuang looking at his face, Bai said, "Mother doesn't eat noodles, I leave this for you."

Wushuang originally wanted to say that the leftover noodles were lumpy and unpalatable, so keeping them was a waste.

But she quickly realized that she was not in the modern age where there was no shortage of food and wasting food became a habit.

She was in the ancient times when even black noodles had to be eaten in limited quantities, and the leftover noodles were nothing, even if they were rancid, she would eat them the same.

Living in the modern age for too many years, the concept cannot be converted immediately.

Wushuang picked up the chopsticks and brought over the lumpy noodles in front of him.

He greeted the buddy and asked him to help warm up the noodles.

In this cold weather, the noodles have been left outside for so long, and they have already frozen into lumps of ice.

When the noodles were hot and served, Wushuang said to Bai Shi, who was not moving his chopsticks, "Mother, eat the noodles, I can't eat two bowls.

My daughter can make money now, so she won't have to worry about food in the future, mother, don't be reluctant to eat, eat quickly. "

Because he bought a tael of silver just now, Mrs. Bai gained some confidence.

She looked at the face and hesitated for a long time, but finally picked up the chopsticks and started to eat cherishingly.

As he ate, Bai's tears fell.

The last time she ate white noodles, when she was still a man, she secretly hid half a bowl of white water noodles from her own bowl while her mother-in-law was not paying attention.

Bai Shi remembered the taste of that half bowl of white water noodles for several years, and it was the best thing she had ever eaten.

I thought that I would not be able to eat it for the second time in this life, but now she is filially served by her daughter to eat noodles with pork stew, which is much more delicious than white water noodles.

Bai Shi secretly wiped away his tears, the white noodles are delicious!The meat is so delicious!

Seeing Bai's way of secretly wiping away tears, Wushuang felt very complicated.

Although she can't treat Bai Shi as her own mother, Bai Shi's love for her daughter is the same as her mother Li Qing's love for her, this maternal love moved her.

But Liu Wushuang forgot about this mother who loved her so much that she was willing to give up her life for her.

Rebirth is able to choose when to regenerate.

(End of this chapter)