"Young Master, what are you doing?" Li Yuanfang looked confused. It seemed that he also hoped that his son would become famous in such a big scene. But the problem was that he did not understand the most profound marketing methods. If you want to be famous, you also needed some methods. For example, what I am using now is to leave a lot of suspense and let these people go home and guess. After a few days, I will appear again. At that time, I believe that the one who greets me may be the one who cried and begged me to leave them with a gold treasure. At that time, hehehehe...

Just after I pulled Li Yuanfang out of the shop and quietly hid in an alley not far away, as expected, I heard the exclamation and anger from the shop, and then I heard countless calls to Mr. Changsun. Then I saw a large number of people rushing out of the shop. One and two eyes were filled with stars and murderous aura, and they ran around while shouting.

I was frightened and glad that I was so happy that I could escape. Otherwise, if these fanatical ink silk were caught, I might have been stripped naked by some stars by those crazy fans.

"Young Master, they are calling you!" Li Yuanfang shouted excitedly. I was so scared that I quickly raised my hand to cover his mouth. "Don't talk, I don't have time to pay attention to them now, leave..."

"Young Master is really a talented man. He just wrote a poem, which made these people feel like they were hysterical... By the way, you guys, what poem are you writing? The little one is too far away and you can't see clearly." On the way home, Li Yuanfang muttered constantly and asked behind me.

"You can read too?" Hearing this, he turned around and asked.

"It was taught by my father. Before my father joined the army, he had been in the clan school for half a year." Li Yuanfang's words made me feel very rude. He never thought that Li Qian, who was a big man and a giant god, would actually be polite and chanted with a book "The Analects of Confucius" and suddenly chanted it wrongly. It seems that people really cannot behave like a person...

"Young Master, haven't you said what you wrote yet?"

"The flying eagle scatters the sky, because it is on the side of the sky rock. I keep my mourning and keep my own eyes open, not with the green flowers..." I walked with my hands behind my back, and thought loudly, as if at this moment, Molan's noble temperament had also been integrated into my body and my soul. Well, at this moment, I felt completely from the inside out, from head to toe, like a gentleman.

It's like a molan plant growing on a cliff, proud in the wind... Damn! You, a straitor, almost stepped on a steaming piece of shit, it's really a disappointment for his sister. It seems that the social environment and sanitation of this era needs to be strengthened, otherwise, I don't know how many handsome young masters of the turbid world will be shot in the soles of the soles of the soles of the soles of the turbid world.

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The next morning, the sun was rising, and a faint warmth enveloped the entire yard. I was taking my girl and continued to walk around the house in the middle of the yard. I had already run for nearly eight laps. Although the yard is not small, it is at least the size of three basketball courts.

But the problem is that I have neglected my care for a long time, so weeds are everywhere. I don’t want to suddenly sprain myself while running, so I can only change it to run around this house that is almost half the size of a basketball court, with a circumference of about fifty or sixty meters.

After only eight laps, the girl was already panting and sweating profusely. I was a little better, but not much better. Well, in order to live longer and to have the capital to escape in troubled times, I had to strengthen my training. Even if I couldn't win the world championship of the marathon, I had to run faster than the unlucky people in the future.

"Brother, can you rest for a while? I'm almost out of here." The girl sat on the stone steps and wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "I slapped my mouth."

"No, good girl is obedient. We have to work hard. Today's task is only ten laps, and I will complete it in two laps." I supported my legs, well, although my legs were sore and weak, I was at least much better than I was tired after running six or seven laps in the first two days.

However, when I saw Li Yuanfang, who was following behind our butts, she couldn't help but feel sweaty on her forehead. "Come on, help you with me. Even if you leave, you have to finish these ten laps for me."

Well... After strenuous exercise, I always feel comfortable lying down and sitting, but the problem is how could I lie on the floor without vividly sticking out my tongue and panting, so I decided to sit on the floor of the corridor in front of the door, apply sweat on my face, and breathe evenly, and after I feel that although my body is weak, I feel comfortable all over. It seems that exercise is good for health.

"Brother, come and have a porridge." The girl, who was also soft-legged, still maintained her hardworking nature and poured me a bowl of porridge.

I took it and tried it with my mouth. Well, the temperature was just right, so I leaned my bowl and poured it into my mouth. From time to time, I picked up a chopstick of side dishes and threw it into my mouth. Well, it was very refreshing. I saw Li Yuanfang standing beside me. "Come on, too?"

"Thank you, my son. I've eaten it early in the morning." Li Yuanfang shook his head and refused.

"By the way, Yuanfang, did you tell your father yesterday?" I continued to drink the fragrant porridge and asked.

"Don't worry, young master, I told my father yesterday. My father said, please don't worry, the store is not busy today. When he returned to the store today, he asked Yueshan and another craftsman to do it according to the pattern you gave to you. At most, at noon tomorrow, you can make seven or eight folding fans and hand them to your hands. But if there are more, these raw materials will be gone."

"Well, it's okay, seven or eight handles are enough." I felt much more relieved after hearing this. After all, my illness has been cured now. If the follow-up visit was delayed for too long, it wouldn't work. In addition, the expression of the old guy yesterday echoed yesterday. I had no worries about the acceptance of the folding fan of the ancients of this era. The only thing I was worried about is whether I could get more as soon as possible to make a name for myself.

If I can really sell it for a good price, I will tell my uncle again at that time. I believe he will definitely support me.

"Oh, brother, look, it's all your fault. I usually have to eat one bowl like this, but these days, I have to eat at least two bowls." At this moment, the girl complained to me very resentfully, while continuing to add porridge to her small bowl.

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Chapter completed!