The concubine wants to farm: the alluring wife raises the emperor

Chapter 156 The Prodigy
"Then look, those bottles of skin care products of yours..." Wu Yao blinked at Xu Yuan.

"That's for you, of course."

"That's good." Wu Yao was overjoyed, with smiles on her brows and eyes, "Everything can be done in the afternoon, just wait and see."

After discussing this matter with Wu Yao, Xu Yuan came out of her room.

Li Yin sneezed fiercely as soon as he came into contact with the air outside: "Daughter-in-law, what's the smell inside?" He had an itchy nose just now, but he held it back and didn't sneez until he came out.

"Incense." Xu Yuan glanced at him, why is he so sensitive to fragrance?
"It's too pungent, I don't like it." He rubbed his nose and smiled, "I still like the smell of my wife, it's fragrant and sweet."

Xu Yuan blushed, ignored him, and walked into the room on her own.Waking up too early in the morning, she is a little sleepy now.

Li Yin went back with her, but didn't sleep with her, pestered Xu Yuan to write him some poems, and insisted on practicing them by himself.

She was happy to be free, wrote something to him, and then climbed into bed by herself.

When I wake up, I will see that Li Yin is still competing with those poems.

She yawned and got off the bed, and looked around behind him.

Unexpectedly, in just a short while, he seemed to have completely found his previous feeling.The strength and technique of writing is exactly like that of a calligrapher. The characters written are sharp and sharp, but not too angular.

"Aren't you tired?" She snatched the pen in his hand, seeing that he had written so many pages, he must have been writing while she was sleeping.Still don't want to stop.

Li Yin raised his head, with a rare stubbornness on his face: "I haven't practiced well yet."

"It's already very good." Xu Yuan picked up one casually, "It's better than what I wrote."

"Really?" He seemed a little bit in disbelief, and leaned closer to her cheek to look.

Xu Yuan pushed him away: "Don't get so close, can you see clearly?"

"Daughter-in-law, is it really better than yours?" He asked again unwillingly.

"Really." Xu Yuan put down his handwriting and compared it with what she wrote, so that Xu Yuan's handwriting could not be compared with his at all.

"Then can I help you?" His eyes were shining, and his tone of voice was a few decibels higher.

"Yes." Xu Yuan pinched his face, "I'll let you help me later."

After having lunch with Xu's family, Xu Yuan led Li Yin to look for Wu Yao.

She was watching her staff prepare the picture scrolls for Xu Yuan to use for publicity, and write them out one by one. The workload is really not ordinary.

"How is it?" Wu Yao raised her eyebrows and looked at Xu Yuan. This was designed by the most famous painter in Yonghua City. Although the time was a bit rushed at noon, the overall style of painting was quite strong.

Xu Yuan stretched out an index finger and shook it: "Not very good." She pushed Li Yin in front of her, "Look at the prodigy drawing for you."

"Prodigy?" Wu Yao cast a sideways glance at the person next to him, "No matter how you look at it, it must be in the twenties, right? Still a prodigy?"

"The mind is a child." Xu Yuan handed the pen and paper to Li Yin, "Here, help me design a painting."

He took the pen a little apprehensively: "Can I?"

"Of course." She didn't doubt his ability at all. If he hadn't experienced amnesia, he would definitely be a popular figure in the whole country now.

With Xu Yuan's encouragement, Li Yin was no longer timid, picked up a brush and started painting.

His thoughts were very fast, almost the moment Xu Yuan asked him to draw, he had already sketched a picture in his mind.

The people around who were busy copying the picture scroll almost all stopped their pens and just watched Li Yin's painting in a daze.

This is completely at the level of a master, not at all a level that rural people like them can match.

When Li Yin finished the painting, Xu Yuan applauded first, and then the people around began to praise one after another.

Li Yin was a little overwhelmed by this sudden scene, and turned to look at Xu Yuan in a daze: "Daughter-in-law, is it okay?"

"Very powerful." She pulled him to her side with slanted eyebrows, leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "You have helped me a lot this time."

"Really?" He almost jumped up excitedly, he could finally help his wife.

"Of course, I will reward you with a chicken drumstick tonight." She turned her head to look at Wu Yao, "How is it?"

"Ghost talent." Wu Yao could only say these two words, she never thought that this fool would have such ability, if he was not stupid... wouldn't it be impossible to imagine?
"Haha." She laughed twice, "Hang this picture in the center, I want everyone to see it!"

Li Yin just looked at her smiling face, and felt that his heart was filled, and his daughter-in-law looked so pretty when she smiled.

Following Xu Yuan's instructions, Wu Yao had someone hang up Li Yin's painting first, and at noon she had someone temporarily set up a small table outside the door of Sanxian Pavilion to hang these promotional paintings.

When the copied paintings were completed, they were all hung up. Looking from the street, there was a piece of painting fluttering in the wind on a small platform, which seemed inexplicably like a fairyland.

After Wu Yao's people cleaned up everything, Xu Yuan asked Chen Yan to call out all the people who had been recruited before in the evening.

In the afternoon, hundreds of promotional sheets have been written, and now they just need to be distributed when passersby pass by on the street.

After all, Li Yin was still a child at heart, when he saw the picture scroll flying in the air, he couldn't stop playing with Wan Wan and the others, a bunch of people shuttled back and forth in the picture scroll.Even more children were recruited inside, laughing and joking.

The people gathered in the Sanxian Pavilion are rich and powerful ladies, and what they like to do most on weekdays is arty things.

Seeing those picture scrolls at the moment, they all started to think about it, and gathered in twos and threes to look at the table.

Xu Yuan asked them to draw a picture, it must be more than just a simple picture, all of them are inscribed, that is, the poem about the origin of the name "Chunsu", and some of them also have words to promote the opening of Chunsu .

When those noble ladies saw it, they felt that the owner of this shop was creative and elegant.

When I got off the stage and saw the person distributing leaflets, I asked my maid to get one or two.

It's just that Xu Yuan's flyer is not just distributed to the rich. Her plan is to give porridge on the day of opening. It happens that there are many refugees in Yonghua City, and the people are short of food, so it is a good deed.

As the most prosperous place in Yonghua City, Sanxian Pavilion will naturally have a lot of people. If people pass by here, they can cover more than half of Yonghua City.

So after this night, almost half of Yonghua City knew about it.

There is a grain store on Buyi Street that will open in five days.

(End of this chapter)