Rebirth: Silly Husband and Wife

Chapter 165
Han Mo was stunned, she looked at the paintings on the wall, she was dumbfounded, this stupid man actually said that the paintings here are not good-looking, and he hid all the good-looking ones, she was messed up in the wind, so His paintings are not considered good-looking, so how scary is the good-looking one he said?

"Well, good." Han Moru nodded towards him with dull eyes.She is ready to be stimulated when she goes back next time!
With a "pound", more than a dozen scrolls appeared in front of Han Moru. She raised her eyes to look at Boss Huang, and asked with a smile, "Boss Huang, do you want these?"

"Yes, I bought all of these, young lady, can you please give me a price, how much do these paintings cost in total?" Boss Huang asked with a proud face, he looked at the other paintings on the wall reluctantly, and asked It wasn't because he didn't have enough money to pay the bill this time, but he wanted to buy all these paintings back.

Han Moru glanced at the silly man beside him, seeing that he was very calm, she was convinced, she only knew that her silly man was a painter, and he was a famous painter.

But today, she has learned a lot. It turns out that the stupid man in her family is not only famous. He is also a cornucopia. He draws a picture randomly and is still unsatisfied, so he is chased by others to buy it. Thinking of this, Han Moru couldn't help but re-examine this stupid man in his family.

"Young Madam, Young Madam, what's the matter with you?" Boss Huang waited for a long time, but he didn't see Mrs. Shang Da's young lady helping him to pay the bill. He even shouted a few times.

Han Mo came back to his senses, and smiled at him apologetically for his loss of focus just now, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, just wait a moment, I'll go outside and get an abacus in, and I can settle the account for you soon." After finishing, Han Moru turned around and went outside to get the nose plate.

Han Moru, who was in a hurry to go out, didn't notice that when she went out, the silly man behind her didn't follow her out, but he continued to stay in the studio.

Shang Dongchen glanced at Han Moru who was leaving, his face became anxious, he opened his mouth, wanting her, but he didn't call out in the end.

The silly man turned his eyes to Boss Huang who was looking at the painting. From him, Shang Dongchen found that this person seemed to like his paintings very much, so he couldn't help but feel good about this person.

He came to Boss Huang, followed his eyes to the painting on the wall, and asked with a silly smile, "Uncle, you like this painting very much, don't you?"

Boss Huang, who was fascinated by the painting, did not expect to hear a voice in his ear, startled him, and immediately turned his head to look over. When he saw that the person talking to him was the young master of the merchant, he changed his body. Boss Huang stared into the depths of his eyes sharply.

He said, "That's right, I like this painting very much, does Master Shang like painting?"

There is a reason why he asked this question. When he looked into the depths of this man's eyes just now, he saw a surprising discovery in the eyes of the young master Shang. He found that the young master Shang was a person who knew how to paint. Judging from so many years of experience, this person will definitely make a difference in painting.

"Chen'er likes it. Chen'er likes painting the most. Daddy said that Chen'er's paintings are the most beautiful." Shang Dongchen rubbed his head and smiled silly at Boss Huang.

"Oh really? It turns out that Master Shang is still a master of painting. I must take a good look at Master Shang's paintings some other day." Boss Huang never thought that the stupid person in front of him would be his favorite in this life. Mr. Qing Lan, the painter of the painting, otherwise he wouldn't just say this promise casually.

"Okay..." Shang Dongchen's cheeks were slightly red, and he lowered his head and chuckled.

When Han Moru came in, she happened to see Shang Dongchen talking to Boss Huang about Zhenghuan, her heart subconsciously shrank, and she quickened her pace and ran in.

She came in front of them, interrupted the conversation between Shang Dongchen and Boss Huang with a loud voice, and looked at Shang Dongchen with a look of worry, she turned to Boss Huang with a trembling voice, and asked, "Boss Huang, my husband He is a simple-hearted person, if he said something just now, please don't take it seriously."

She was afraid that the stupid man would tell the news that he was Mr. Qinglan when she was not here. At this time, she didn't care if the stupid man told the story, but she couldn't take this risk, so she wanted to take advantage of it. Before Boss Huang got serious, he explained this matter first.

Boss Huang smiled, and said, "No, no, Mr. Shang's words are very interesting. I feel very comfortable talking to Mr. Shang." Boss Huang didn't suspect anything when he expressed his nervousness to Han Mo, he just guessed in his heart Well, the reason why she was so nervous was probably because she was afraid that Mr. Shang would say something inappropriate!
"Oh, that's good." Han Moru took a serious look at his eyes and expression, and seeing that he didn't show any weird expressions, she felt at ease.

After finishing speaking, Han Moru remembered the important things in her hands. She shook her body, looked down at the abacus in her hands, raised her head and said to Boss Huang, "Boss Huang, I did the math for you just now. There are a total of Twelve paintings, the price of each painting is 84 taels of silver, a total of 80 taels of silver, I will give you a small change, and only charge you [-] taels of silver, what do you think?" At the end of the calculation, even she The person who settled the accounts was also terrified.

Only at this moment did she realize that the paintings drawn by the silly man of her family can be sold for so much silver, and the 80 taels of silver are all the pure profits of all the shops in the business.

After Boss Huang heard this, he didn't frown. He stretched out his hand and took out his pocket. After a while, he took out eight bank notes.

"Here, here are 80 taels of silver notes." He boldly handed the 80 taels of silver notes to Han Moru, and then he couldn't wait to look at the twelve paintings that belonged to him.

He hugged the twelve paintings with great joy, hugged left and right, and left the picture book.

After seeing off the guests, Han Moru immediately relaxed and sat on the chair with her whole body limp. She looked like this not because she was tired, but because she was frightened by the amount of money.

Holding these eight banknotes tightly in her hand, she felt as if something was biting her in this hand, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Sister Ru'er, what's the matter with you? Are you tired? Or... Chen'er will beat your back." After finishing speaking, the silly man walked behind her, rolled up his sleeves, and began to give her a hug with his heart. Beat back.

How could Han Moru have the leisure to enjoy his back-beating now? As soon as his hands touched her back, she immediately bent her hand behind her back, grabbed one of his hands, pulled him in front of her, and asked seriously He said, "Brother Chen, do you know how much money your painting sold today?"

Shang Dongchen tilted his head, smiled at her, shook his head, and answered with a pout, "I don't know."

"80 taels of silver, 80 ah! Brother Chen, let me see who dares to say that you are a stain on the merchant this time." Holding the bank notes tightly, she said to him excitedly. In front of Mo Meiniang and her son, let them have a look, to see who is the stain of the business, the scum of the business.

Since yesterday, she has heard rumors from the Fuzhong from Lu'er's mouth, saying that the reason for the merchant's financial difficulties is that the merchant has such a fool, and it is his birth date that made the merchant's wealth lucky.

When Han Moruyi heard these words, the first thing she thought of was Mo Meiniang and the others. She thought, their mother and son must have held grudges against their stupid man because of what happened yesterday. The silver was given to his own silly man.

(End of this chapter)