Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 165 Ask someone to draw a publicity picture
Coming out of the Friendship Store, He Xiao rode a small Suzuki and went back to the courtyard first.

After putting down the things he bought, he rode his bicycle and went to the shop at the entrance of the street.

In front of the door, two master carpenters are already making tables and chairs for his shop.

He Xiao stopped the car and walked over to take a closer look.

Next to the wood, there were several finished chairs. He pulled one, sat down and tried it, and it felt good.

"Master, when will it all be ready?"

"At least four or five days, Xiao He, what color paint do you want to paint? Is red okay?"

"No, no, the color of the original wood is very nice, just apply a layer of varnish."

He Xiao shook his head, he is opening a shop, not getting married, red is too vulgar.

The master carpenter scratched his head and looked down, "If you want to varnish, you can hurry up, three days, I can finish it in three days."

"Then, you should be busy first."

After chatting with the master, He Xiao turned around and entered the house.

The store has changed a lot now. On the left side of the entrance, there is a small kitchen, and outside is a high table about one meter in a circle. After the store opens, various fried chicken products can be placed on the table.

Inside the house, the walls were all repainted, and it looked like a new house.

It just lacks a little decoration, and it is a little too empty.

"Third Master, are you okay these days?"

Yan Bugui was sitting behind the table, dozing off, when he heard this, he rubbed his face, then shook his head.

"It's okay, everything is fine, but after you stopped smoking, fewer people came to watch the video."

"Our video studio is the only one in the entire capital. If he doesn't come to our place to watch, he has nowhere else to go."

He Xiao shook his head, but he didn't care, what he was doing now was an exclusive business.

Pulling back the curtain, he got up and walked in, and glanced at the living room. On the TV on the north table, "Shanghai Bund" was playing.

There were more than 20 people sitting on the bench behind, all watching intently.

There are indeed fewer customers in the room than before.

But now the environment in the house is different from before, and he believes that there will be more customers again.

Shaking his head, He Xiao was thinking about going out when he heard the voices of several women.

"Look, look, Xu Wenqiang is out."

"Wow, he looks so good."

"Hmph, I'll just say this place is fine, you haven't come yet."

He Xiao followed the voice and turned his head to look over.

On the benches in the last row on the east side, there were three or four women sitting. After a closer look, he couldn't help but glance at the women's thighs, they were really white.

In this day and age, wearing this kind of clothes is really bold.

"what?"

When the woman turned her head and saw He Xiao, she was taken aback for a moment, and then walked over directly.

"Hey, how do I do? Can it compare with Xiangjiang's?"

"How about what?"

He Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and he looked at the woman, vaguely feeling a little familiar.

"How about the clothes I made, pants like skirts, you won't forget, right?"

The woman pulled the shorts on her body, feeling a little unhappy.

"Oh, I remember, that night, you led a few people to watch the beauty pageant."

He Xiao patted his head and finally remembered who the woman was.

She was the first woman in the video hall to watch the midnight show. At that time, He Xiao was still worried that something bad would happen, so she came in and guarded for a while.

Touching his chin, he looked down at the woman's skirt carefully.

How to put it, it can be seen that the women are made according to the short skirts in the beauty pageant video, but the fabric used by the women is different, and the texture is worse than that in the video.

And this skirt-like trousers are longer than those in the video.

In the video tape, the bottom only reaches the base of the thighs, but the woman wears this one, which just reaches the knees, revealing a little of her thighs.

But let alone, He Xiao feels that the woman has changed well, and the style is quite good-looking.

"..."

The woman was a little embarrassed by He Xiao's eyes.

With a slight flush on her face, she couldn't help but took two steps back.

"Hey, how does this dress I made compare with Xiang Jiang's?"

He Xiao felt a little embarrassed when he saw the woman's actions.

Without squinting, he stretched out his thumb and exclaimed:

"Yes, it looks better than Xiangjiang's. Your craftsmanship is really good. My name is He Xiao. Comrade, can I ask your name?"

The woman was very satisfied. She glanced at He Xiao and said, "My name is Yang Shengnan."

After speaking, she adjusted her shorts, turned around and sat back on the bench.

"Second sister, who is that man? Do you know him?"

"He Xiao, he opened this store."

Hearing Yang Shengnan's words, the other women on the bench couldn't help but look back at He Xiao.

……

"Katsuo, Katsuo, this name is really strange."

He Xiao glanced at the woman again, and found that she was sitting on a bench, drawing something with a notebook.

Walking behind the woman, he couldn't help but take a closer look, "Huh? You can also draw?"

In Yang Shengnan's notebook, there are some sketches of clothes, which are quite similar, and he has some skills.

"Draw whatever you want."

Yang Shengnan replied casually.

He Xiao became interested. This is really a talent. He can draw, design clothes, and make clothes. He is omnipotent.

Thinking of the lack of posters for the fried chicken restaurant he was going to open, he immediately asked, "Can you paint oil paintings?"

"A little bit, what's the matter?"

Yang Shengnan put down his notebook and looked back at He Xiao suspiciously.

"Ouch, then you have to do me a favor."

He Xiao took a glance and sat down on the bench next to him.

He pointed to the TV and said, "Outhouse, I want to open a fried chicken shop, can you draw some posters for me?"

"It's Xu Wenqiang and Feng Chengcheng who are about to eat fried chicken, and Huo Yuanjia. Anyway, draw more portraits from movies. I'll give you five yuan for one picture. What do you think?"

"Five dollars?"

Yang Shengnan swallowed his saliva, five yuan for one piece, and 50 yuan for ten pieces.

After watching Xu Wenqiang and Feng Chengcheng on TV, she hesitated for a while, nodded and said:

"Let me draw a sketch for you to see. If it works, I will draw again."

As she spoke, she took the notebook, turned a page, and then started to draw with a pencil.

He Xiao took a closer look, and then began to guide.

"Just keep it simple. Xu Wenqiang and Feng Chengcheng looked at it affectionately. In the middle is a piece of fried chicken with four large characters written on it, Hong Kong-style fried chicken. By the way, Feng Chengcheng painted it more beautifully."

"There are also Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li, who are fighting for the fried chicken in the middle with guns."

Yang Shengnan paused for a moment, unable to say anything on his face.

After a long while, she complained: "You are so vulgar, is it okay to draw people like this?"

"It's okay, you can draw it, and the vulgarity is just right."

He Xiao shook his head, he didn't care, the painting was finished, could he, Xu Wenqiang, find it?

(End of this chapter)