Dou Xuefan's eyes widened, "Cry, why are you crying? If you don't know, you think I bullied you."

The maid didn't dare to say anything and quickly held back her tears.

"Did you buy that princess blind box? Is there a story in it?" Dou Xuefan looked through the cake box.

The little maid shivered, "I don't know about this. They say that the blind box is randomly selected. There may or may not be any. After buying it, the story may not be the same."

"It's so surprising that someone actually bought something for sale like this..." Dou Xuefan muttered impatiently.

Finally, Dou's Dim Sum reopened the shop. What she wanted to wait for was for Dou's Dim Sum to shine and return to a booming business. In this case, she could live her life of spending money again.

But now, the Dou family's dim sum is open, but the business is not very good. After thinking about it, all this is due to Su'eri's colorful things!

If it weren’t for Hua Hua Wan Wan, their Dou family dim sum would still be worried about not being able to sell it!

Dou Xuefan opened the cake box, and coincidentally, the cake they bought contained a story.

Seeing that piece of paper, Dou Xuefan felt extremely annoyed. She closed the cake box and said, "Let's go back."

The little maid carried the cake and followed closely behind.

After returning to Dou's house, Dou Xuefan summoned everyone at home and roughly explained why Huahua Wansheng's birthdays were so popular these days.

Cheng Wenqian didn't believe it, "She just stuffed a piece of paper into it, and she didn't care about what was written on the paper or whether she could buy it, so people gave her this face?"

"I feel puzzled too, but this is what people do!"

"Take it out quickly and let me take a closer look at what it is." Dou Chenxiao said.

The little maid didn't dare to neglect, and quickly opened the cake box, took out the paper inside, and gave it to Dou Chenxiao with both hands.

This is not so much a piece of paper as a well-made card.

It feels quite textured in your hand.

Dou Chenxiao turned it over first. The gold foil and silver powder on the back of the card were of very good quality and did not fall off when touched. The pattern was also very beautiful.

Just because of its exquisiteness, some people are willing to buy it back and collect it.

He turned it over and read the title of the story: "Snow White?"

Before he finished reading, he started to sneer, "What a joke, how can a princess use Bai Xue as her title? It's ridiculous!"

"Can such a three-legged cat trick still scare people?" Cheng Wenqian was very disdainful, "Bring it here and show it to me."

Dou Chenxiao handed the card to Cheng Wenqian. Cheng Wenqian looked at it hastily and put the card down impatiently, "Isn't this just the story of the young lady and young master told by Mr. Storyteller? It's just a change of soup without changing the medicine at most. It's nothing strange."

Dou Xuefan picked up the card. She said she was not interested in it, but in fact she was already fascinated by it.

It turns out that there is still such a story in a distant foreign country...

"Xue Fan, Xue Fan?"

Cheng Wenqian coughed repeatedly, and Dou Xuefan realized that he was looking a little fascinated. He blushed and deliberately threw the card aside, "What mother said is that there is really nothing interesting to see."

Cheng Wenqian had a sullen face, "You can capture the hearts of guests just by relying on this little trick. Chen Xiao, what do you think?"

Dou Chenxiao slapped the table, "What do I have to say? Since the guests like this little trick, let's get one too. There's not just one gentleman who can write stories! Let's invite one too, and do that and so on.

...Blind box!”

Saying that, Dou Chenxiao stood up and said, "I'll find a gentleman right now!"

"Morning dawn, morning dawn!" Cheng Wenqian wanted to catch him and say a few words, but he had already gone away quickly.

Cheng Wenqian hurriedly said to Dou Xuefan, "Your brother is acting impulsively. Follow him quickly and don't let him invite all the gentlemen home. Then Su Eli sells forty cakes with that story in one day, so we can too."

Don’t do too much, so that others won’t be surprised!”

"I know, mother." Dou Xuefan quickly chased after her.

Dou Chenxiao really did what he said. He actually went out and looked for all the scholars in the market who helped people write letters. Those who could tell stories stayed and those who couldn't told stories left.

As a result, there are only three gentlemen left.

"Brother, isn't this too much?" Dou Xuefan whispered to Dou Chenxiao quietly, "Su Eli just hired a gentleman."

"Not much." Dou Chenxiao was rarely patient with this sister, "You don't know, we just have more pear than Su'er. Some people over there can buy it, and some people can't.

, we are different, we can let people buy it when they come here, and then the business will definitely be better than Su'erli's!"

Dou Xuefan didn't know anything about business, but he thought Dou Chenxiao was right, so he nodded in agreement.

Dou Chenxiao took three scholars to Dou's dim sum shop, "You just write down the story, and then I will calculate the money for you according to two pieces of one penny."

Writing in the shop is much better than the environment outside, and the three gentlemen are indeed willing to do so.

"Well, I wonder what the shopkeeper wants us to write?" the three gentlemen asked.

"You don't have to ask me?" Dou Chenxiao replied rudely, "Don't you know how to tell stories? Write them down. Whatever stories you know how to tell, just write them down. Each story should not exceed one piece of paper."

"What if our story is finished?" the man asked again.

"Then keep writing and writing again and again. Anyway, each story should not exceed one piece of paper." Dou Chenxiao said, "Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand." All three gentlemen nodded.

This requirement is not difficult.

"Hey, brother." Dou Xuefan pulled Dou Chenxiao, "Over there at Su'eri, there are patterns on the back of the paper. They are so colorful and beautiful. Where are we?"

Dou Chenxiao thought the same thing and called a waiter casually, "Hey, go get some paint. I want it to be a different color."

After saying that, he called another guy, "Go and get some paper and cut it into the same size. Just have the same quality."

When the two guys heard this, they left immediately.

"Brother, don't we use gold foil and silver powder?" Dou Xuefan asked.

"No need for that thing." Dou Chenxiao waved his hand, "The cost of using those things is so high. They just buy rare ones. Let's paint them with paint. It's the same. There's no need to get those fancy things."

Dou Xuefan didn't understand either, but he thought what his brother said was very reasonable, so he nodded in confusion.

Soon, the two guys came back.

"Brother, who should we look for to draw?" Dou Xuefan asked.
Chapter completed!