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Chapter 64 The King of Poker [Please subscribe! 】

After setting up the stall, a problem arose.

In the past, Su You set up a stall for himself, so he only prepared one chair.

Now that Yang Qin has arrived, only one of them can sit.

But this can be easily solved. Su Youwei can just place an order for a recliner and have it delivered.

"Daughter-in-law, please sit down first."

"Hmm, can you also write calligraphy?"

Yang Qin suddenly saw what Su Youwei had placed there. In addition to small musical instruments, there were also some rice paper and an erected plaque.

[Calligraphy ghostwriting, choose any calligraphy style, 20 yuan per time, no money if you are not satisfied. 】

A sign that has a very street-stall feel.

Along with this signboard, there are also some famous quotes framed in frames.

[Gold List], [Success is imminent], [The country is peaceful and the people are safe], [The future is bright], [Family and everything is prosperous]

Five words and sentences, five styles of calligraphy.

"You know a little bit. It's a craft anyway. You can use it to make a little money and get good at it at the same time." Su Youwei replied with a smile.

Of course, he actually just wanted to show off his calligraphy.

It's already maxed out, so if you don't take it out and play with it, what's the point?
As for 20 yuan, it means setting a threshold to select customers.

Since he wants to play around, he must choose customers who are interested in calligraphy.

In this way, when he writes it, the other person will appreciate it and know how good his writing is.

If it were written for people who don't know anything about it, it might cause exclamations, but it would be a little less interesting.

Praise from peers is the highest praise.

But for only 20 yuan, he will definitely not use his full strength. About 99% of his power is enough to satisfy [-]% of people.

Hearing Su Youwei's words, Yang Qin remembered the words he found at home some time ago.

"Did you write the words at home last time?"

"Yes."

This time Yang Qin was a little surprised. Although she didn't know calligraphy, she could tell at a glance whether it looked good or not.

In her opinion, the calligraphy at home is no worse than the handwriting of some previous masters.

Even when she saw it for the first time, she felt very amazed. Compared with it, those masters seemed not very good.

The most important thing is that when she saw those words, she felt that a young man was singing that he was the best in the world.

There is a special artistic conception wrapped around the handwriting.

"I didn't expect you to know calligraphy. Why haven't I seen you show it before?" Yang Qin was a little surprised.

"Isn't there no suitable time to show off?" Su Youwei laughed.

"But each calligraphy font is different, and the writing method is also different. You said you can choose any font, can you write well?" Looking at the sign Su Youwei put up, Yang Qin was still a little confused.

"Of course it's no problem. It's just a hobby. I just write casually. I'm just a stall holder. I just have to have some skills. You expect me to write like a master."

"If the customer is not satisfied, then no money will be given."

Su Youwei said modestly, telling his wife directly that he was the best in calligraphy in the world. Without any substantial evidence, it would only be regarded as bragging. Instead of doing so, it is better to be more modest.

"That's right. If you don't like it, you won't be charged. If someone wants it, it's 20 yuan a pair. That's quite profitable." Yang Qin thought about it and it was true.

"But I think your five fonts seem to be pretty good at writing."

Yang Qin took a look and found that all five calligraphy styles looked good.

But she was just a layman, so she couldn't tell the specific details, she just thought it looked good.

"It's just so-so. It must look okay, otherwise how can we set up a stall." Su Youwei felt a little proud, but he was still modest. "You have this skill. Why didn't you set up a stall and write couplets during the Chinese New Year? It would have been profitable. Writing a single picture would cost dozens of yuan. But I heard that Wen Jing's husband made several thousand yuan a day writing couplets during the Chinese New Year. "Yang Qin seemed to have thought of something and blurted out.

"I didn't think of that before, but I don't need it now."

Good guy, of course it was because I didn’t know how to do it before.
Handwriting couplets during the Chinese New Year is indeed profitable.

We don't save money when we spend money. Just say something nice and the other party will be very happy to pay.

While the two were chatting, Su Youwei's phone rang. It was the chair he bought that had been delivered.

After communicating with the errand boy, a battery car drove over soon, with a chair on top of the car.

"Hello, is this your chair?"

"Yeah, thank you, thank you for your hard work."

"fine."

After getting the recliner, Su Youwei could finally lie down comfortably.

It's early morning and it's a working day, so there aren't many people in the square.

Even if there are, they are people rushing to work.

There were only a few nearby residents wandering around, or some elderly people with their children.

Obviously, their spending power is not too high.

But every once in a while, a transaction is completed.

Su Youwei's stationery is not easy to sell, but Yang Qin's stationery is easier to sell.

Maybe there is really no business in the early morning.

The owner of the chicken feet shop next to him came over and chatted:

"Boss Su, this is your wife."

"Well, my wife, Yang Qin."

"Hello."

"Hello."

I said hello a little, which was considered acquaintance.

The owner of this chicken feet shop is a middle-aged man in his 30s named Lu Jiangping. He looks about 35 years old and has a kind smile. There is a long scar on the back of his right hand. He doesn’t know how it was caused. of.

"I said, Boss Su, if you rent this place to set up a stall and run the stall for eight hours a day and have weekends off, is it profitable?" Lu Jiangping was really curious.

Su Youwei is really weird.

The items at the stall are strange and strange, and they don't look profitable. After all, the profits are very transparent now. If you want to guess, you can't make any guesses at all.

It doesn't matter if the things he sells don't make money, he doesn't even want to complain when setting up the stall, he just does whatever he wants.

"There is still a bit of profit to be made. At the end of the day, after removing the costs, it is not a big problem to make hundreds of dollars." Su Youwei said truthfully.

“Although it’s not much, it’s still more comfortable than going to work.”

"This brother earns more than 100 yuan a day. How can he support the family expenses? I'm afraid it's not enough. And you bring your wife to set up a stall?" Lu Jiangping was even more puzzled. Didn't this brother think about the future?

Lu Jiangping felt that he needed to persuade this brother not to be greedy for pleasure at this age.

Even if you set up a stall, you can still make money if you do it honestly.

How can you make money if you set up a stall with eight hours a day and two weekends off?
"You said to maintain family expenses. To maintain family expenses, of course, we do not rely on the income from running a stall."

"I have invested in some other companies and can earn hundreds of thousands or even millions every month."

Su Youwei still spoke very sincerely and told his truth.

Lu Jiangping:
Well, it turns out that I am the trump card in poker.
(End of this chapter)