Following Mu Shuangshuang's words, Lu Yuanfeng looked in the direction she pointed.
I saw a young man wearing a gray coarse cloth, holding a calligraphy and painting in his hand, and asking people passing by from time to time if they wanted to buy his own calligraphy and painting.
The boy's face was red when he spoke.
After being rejected, he would leave immediately without staying too much.
It took a long time before he mustered up the courage to ask the next person.
"Oh my god, how can there be such stupid people in this world?"
Mu Shuangshuang held her forehead, looking helpless and hating that iron could not be transformed into steel.
After a while, she noticed that Liu Zian was asking about people who were not well-dressed, but had softer expressions on their faces, and looked more like "good people" at first glance.
But the problem is, these people have no coins in their pockets and no poems and books in their stomachs, so they won’t buy them at all.
People who want to buy calligraphy and paintings, not to mention educated people, should at least be well-dressed.
Otherwise, who has the spare money to buy those things and display them at home?
"Maybe I think those people are easier to talk to."
What Mu Shuangshuang observed, Lu Yuanfeng also observed.
"Hey, Fengzi, that's right.
He has keen observation and insight."
Mu Shuangshuang gave a thumbs up and sincerely praised Lu Yuanfeng.
Even Mu Shuangshuang admired Lu Yuanfeng's ability to respond to certain things.
She wouldn't say it herself.
After all, she is in this industry, and the work is like this.
What she looks at is the details, and the comparison is the sensitivity.
But not Lu Yuanfeng, even though he spent several years in the military camp.
But Mu Shuangshuang believed that these things would never be taught in ancient military camps.
In other words, his insight is innate or developed over time.
Lu Yuanfeng scratched his head in embarrassment.
The bitterness in his heart disappeared in an instant.
He suddenly pointed at Liu Zian generously and asked: "Shuangshuang, how about we help him?
I heard that your uncle has already come to do it."
The trouble in the state capital.”
"It's not just the expense, it's also a lot.
I heard that my eldest aunt's mother-in-law gave him fifty taels in private.
Plus my grandpa's temperament, maybe she would give him anything she had secretly.
My uncle.
I estimate that my uncle has at least about one hundred and ten taels of silver in his hands now. " This time it was Lu Yuanfeng's turn to be surprised.
Not to mention that the villagers couldn't come up with a hundred taels of silver, even the people in these towns had never seen what a hundred taels looked like in their entire lives.
The old Mu family is really generous.
"Then Liu Zian doesn't have to spend so much money?"
More than a hundred taels, even if the hand painting is bad, you may not be able to earn it.
"He doesn't need it.
He looks like that.
I guess five taels of silver at most is enough."
Liu Zian was not like her pretentious uncle who had to hire a teacher or something.
She should only prepare about one tael of silver for the carriage fare, some paper and pens, and food and accommodation.
Be careful, five taels of silver is enough.
But even so, relying on Liu Zian's stupid head, he probably wouldn't be able to earn five taels of silver if given another year.
"Forget it, let's go take a look."
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Mu Shuangshuang collected the remaining twelve cattail fans, cleaned up the stall, and chased in the direction of Liu Zian.
Liu Zian's head was swollen right now, and his eyesight was a little blurry.
It's been almost a morning since he came out, but he hasn't sold a single calligraphy or painting, and he was almost beaten up.
Just when he mustered up the courage to ask the next person, a shadow was cast in front of him.
He looked up and saw Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng standing together.
"Miss Shuangshuang, why are you here?"
Liu Zian looked surprised.
He never expected that he and Shuang Shuang would meet each other like this.
Lu Yuanfeng, who was ignored, coughed softly, reminding Liu Zian not to ignore him.
Liu Zian then greeted Lu Yuanfeng in a panic.
"Brother Lu, it just so happens that you are also doing business today."
The word "buy and sell" felt awkward coming out of Liu Zian's mouth.
Mu Shuangshuang heard it harsh, so she just said it bluntly.
"Liu Zian, have you sold a calligraphy and painting?"
Liu Zian frowned, then shook his head.
"never" "How much do you think it will cost you to take the exam?"
Mu Shuangshuang asked.
Liu Zian didn't understand why the girl in front of him asked him this.
He thought Shuangshuang wanted to give him money, so he quickly shook his head.
"I won't use your money."
"You think so, how could I pay for your exam myself?"
Mu Shuangshuang rolled his eyes.
This guy was not familiar with her, but he was quite familiar with her.
Is she the kind of person who lends money to others casually?
Liu Zian blushed deeply.
He was ashamed of his presumption and wanted to apologize, but he didn't know how to say it.
Lu Yuanfeng on the side suppressed his smile.
Not to mention, the disgusted expressions on both their faces just now were really pretty.
"If Shuangshuang asks you, just say it.
Maybe she has some way to help you make money."
Lu Yuanfeng helped Mu Shuangshuang explain.
Liu Zian then blushed and spoke.
"About six taels of silver."
Mu Shuangshuang nodded with satisfaction, it was almost as she expected.
"Let's see.
The three of us sell fans all morning and earn less than six taels.
All the money belongs to you.
If it exceeds six taels, it all belongs to me and Fengzi."
"Ah" Liu Zian's mouth opened wide.
He looked at Mu Shuangshuang in surprise, as if he was doubting what Mu Shuangshuang said.
Mu Shuangshuang never bothered to explain, but this was the situation now.
Making money for Liu Zian was equivalent to making money for himself.
Of course, she has absolute confidence in Liu Zian's calligraphy and painting.
With a little guidance, she may really be able to make a fortune.
"Then where are we going now?"
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Lu Yuanfeng asked.
"Go to the place that sells fans.
I want to buy twenty folding fans, preferably without patterns."
"Can't we use the fans in our hands?"
Lu Yuanfeng asked.
"Fengzi, I said you were smart, but why have you become stupid again?
Six taels of silver is not a small amount, and it is definitely not enough for ordinary transactions, so you can only do business for rich people.
And have you ever seen any rich people?"
The landlord has a cattail leaf fan.”
Fans are definitely a must-have for literati and wealthy people who want to show off.
It’s a hot day now, so fans are easy to sell.
And as long as the method is appropriate, there may be unexpected results.
Mu Shuangshuang and the other three found a nearby shop that sold fans.
Mu Shuangshuang paid for it and sold twenty folding fans with nothing on them.
One folding fan cost Mu Shuangshuang twenty yuan, which almost broke her heart.
"Shuangshuang, is this really okay?"
Liu Zian followed Mu Shuangshuang's instructions and drew pictures on the fan with a worried look on his face.
Every time he drew a picture, the expression on Liu Zian's face became a little more solemn.
It was his first time to draw this kind of painting, which didn't mean it couldn't be done, but it was completely different from what he usually drew.
"Of course, just wait and see":