"Okay, brother, you can provide the base map and we will compare it with the pattern."
The flower-armed young man smiled and explained to Lu Yu.
"I want to get a tattoo of a name and a photo of a person."
Lu Yu paused and said softly.
"no problem."
"Please show me the base map."
The flower-armed young man nodded immediately, then looked at Lu Yu and asked.
"Who is the best artist in your shop? I want him to get tattoos."
He wanted to have Ji Ningxue's image tattooed on his body.
But he didn't want Ji Ningxue's face to have any flaws.
"this……"
The flower-armed young man paused and hesitated.
"I said, buddy, it's almost done."
"You think this is something you can choose if you want? The prices are different."
The young man who was getting a couple's tattoo sneered when he heard this and muttered something without looking back.
The flower-armed young man said nothing, obviously acquiescing to the young man's intention.
After all, tattoo artists with different skills must have very different prices.
"As long as the tattoo is good, it doesn't matter how much it costs."
Lu Yu nodded slightly but still persisted.
"Haha, you can pay as much as you want..."
"In this tattoo shop in Jiangnan City, a tattooed arm only costs 6,000."
"But in the hands of the owner of this store, a flower arm costs 18,000 yuan, and it's still the kind that doesn't have any color."
The young man sneered and curled his lips to show disdain.
The owner of this store is known as Jiangnan Ghost Hand.
What comes out of a pair of palm prints can definitely maintain a 99% degree of restoration.
The same side of Guan Gong is tattooed here, and it will seem like he is alive, not angry and self-defeating.
But the high price puts many people away.
Many young people just find an apprentice to get tattoos.
As for the real social bosses, they are not as young as Lu Yu!
"This money should be enough."
Lu Yu nodded, without saying any more nonsense, he opened his wallet and took out some money.
One stack, two stacks, five stacks.
Fifty thousand yuan was slapped on the table, and the store suddenly fell into deathly silence.
The couple who were getting couple tattoos also had their mouths wide open and their faces were full of shock.
Get a tattoo and take out 50,000?
Isn’t this nonsense?
"Can I call you boss now?"
Lu Yu looked at the flower-armed young man and asked softly.
"Brother, come with me."
The flower-armed young man took a deep breath, then picked up the fifty thousand yuan and took Lu Yu directly to the back room.
Several people outside were shocked.
Money is indeed a hard currency.
"Brother Gui, someone offered you fifty thousand to get a tattoo."
After the flower-armed young man walked in, he looked at a middle-aged man and said.
This middle-aged man wears half-sleeves, but his body is very clean. He often gets tattoos, but he doesn't have any tattoos on his body.
But Lu Yu keenly discovered that he had many abnormal scars on his body, which should be left after laser tattoo removal.
"Can."
The middle-aged man stood up immediately, said calmly, and then looked at Lu Yu.
He was not very enthusiastic, nor did he take a second look at the 50,000 yuan in the hands of the flower-armed young man.
Lu Yu didn't say anything and immediately sat on the chair.
"What kind of tattoo do you want?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Lu Yu and asked.
"A name, a picture."
Lu Yu paused and was about to take out his cell phone.
"etc."
The middle-aged man stopped for a moment, and then said, "Let me look at your hands."
Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, but still stretched out his palm and placed it in front of the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked at it for half a minute, then stood up and said, "Go back, I can't get a tattoo."
"Um?"
Lu Yu was stunned when he heard this and glanced at the middle-aged man with some confusion.
"Really, I can't get a tattoo, so don't embarrass me."
"I will return the money to you in full."
The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the flower-armed young man gritted his teeth, still reluctant to give up, and placed 50,000 yuan in front of Lu Yu.
"Why can't I get a tattoo?"
Lu Yu frowned and asked again.
"Brother, I really can't get a tattoo. If you knew tattoos, you shouldn't ask so many questions."
The middle-aged man stood up and didn't want to explain too much to Lu Yu.
Lu Yu was silent for a few seconds, and then asked: "I heard that capable tattoo artists will look at something."
"Some people can't carry Guan Gong, and some people can't carry gods and Buddhas. If you forcefully carry it, it will only bring bloody disaster to the tattooed person."
"Are you saying that I can't carry this tattoo?"
When Lu Yu said these words, the flower-armed young man glanced at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was silent for a few seconds, then slowly turned his back to Lu Yu, picked up the cigarette case and lit one.
"You can handle all the tattoos in the world."
"But, I don't dare to get a tattoo."
The middle-aged man was silent for a long time, and then he said this.
Lu Yu was a little confused. Did he recognize him? But Lu Yu was wearing a mask now!
"No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with you, just get it tattooed."
"If you want to add money, I can add it too."
Lu Yu paused for a moment, then asked again.
"Dude, this isn't about money."
"I can't get a tattoo. I really can't get a tattoo. You can go back, okay?"
The middle-aged man turned around slowly, looked at Lu Yu and asked.
Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, then slowly took off the mask and asked, "I want you to get a tattoo."
"hiss!"
The moment they saw Lu Yu's face, the middle-aged man and the young man with flowery arms gasped at the same time.
"Brother Yu..."
"Brother Yu!"
The two of them lowered their heads to say hello, their whole bodies shaking like chaff.
"Now, can I get a tattoo?"
Lu Yu looked indifferent and asked again.
"Brother Yu, don't force me, I really can't get a tattoo."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, but Lu Yu still refused.
Lu Yu paused for a few seconds and slowly shook his head.
Now that he has revealed his identity, he still dare not get a tattoo in his middle age.
Then maybe, you really can’t get a tattoo.
"I see."
Lu Yu nodded, stood up and was about to leave.
"Brother Yu, your money."
The middle-aged man quickly caught up and wanted to return the money to Lu Yu.
"Take it."
Lu Yu waved his hand and walked out of the tattoo shop.
"Brother Gui, he..."
The flowery-armed young man was a little confused.
"Don't ask, don't tell."
The middle-aged man waved his hands slightly, took a deep breath, and sat on a chair to smoke quietly.
The couple with tattoos outside were a little confused when they saw Lu Yu going out. Did they get their tattoos done so quickly?
"Daughter-in-law, have you seen that this is a poor person who has no money and is pretending to be cool?"
"I guess after I entered, I couldn't bear the money anymore, so I didn't get a tattoo. Do you believe it?"
The young man rolled his eyes and said with a smile.
"I believe it!" The girl nodded immediately.
The young man with flowery arms stepped forward and snatched the tattoo knife from the tattoo artist's hand.
"roll."
A scolding startled the two of them.
"What's wrong, brother, what have we done?"
The young man was frightened for a moment, and asked while shrinking his neck.
"You have such a mean mouth, stop getting tattoos and get out of here!"
The flower-armed young man snorted coldly, turned and left.