Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 165 Ask someone to draw promotional pictures

After leaving the Friendship Store, He Xiao rode Little Suzuki and returned to Siheyuan first.

After putting down the things he bought, he rode his bike and went to the shop at the entrance of the street.

On the side of the door, two carpenters were already starting to make the tables and chairs he wanted in the store.

He Xiao stopped the car, walked over and took a closer look.

Next to the wood, there were a few made chairs. He pulled one, sat down and tried it. It felt very good.

"Master, when will you do it all?"

"It will take at least four or five days. Xiao He, what color of paint do you want to paint? Is it OK to red?"

"No, no, no, the color of the wood looks pretty good, just apply a layer of varnish."

He Xiao shook his head. He was opening a shop, not getting married. The red color was too vulgar.

The carpenter scratched his head and looked down, "If you paint varnish, you can hurry up. I can do it in three days."

When the woman turned around and saw He Xiao, she was stunned and then walked over directly.

Yang Shengnan replied casually.

"Only our video hall in the entire capital, if we don't come here to watch it, he will have nowhere else to go."

As she said that, she took the notebook, turned the page, and then started drawing with a pencil.

Shaking his head, He Xiao was thinking about going out when he heard the voices of several women.

How to say it, it can be seen that women are made from short skirts in beauty pageant video tapes, but the fabrics used by women are different, which are slightly worse than those in video tapes.

After watching Xu Wenqiang and Feng Chengcheng on TV, she hesitated for a while, nodded and said:

Yang Shengnan's notebook was full of sketches of clothes, which were drawn quite similarly, and had some skills in hand.

Thinking of the fried chicken shop he was going to open and there were still some posters, he immediately asked, "Can you draw oil paintings?"

He Xiao was stunned. He looked at the woman and felt a little familiar.

The woman was very satisfied. She glanced at He Xiao and continued, "My name is Yang Shengnan."

And this pair of pants that look like a skirt is longer than the one in the video tape.

"Then, you can do it first."

Yang Shengnan swallowed, and one piece cost five yuan, ten pieces cost only fifty yuan.

"I'll draw a sketch first and you can see it. If it's OK, I'll draw it."

He Xiao was interested. He was really a talented person. He was good at drawing, designing clothes, and making clothes. He was simply versatile.

"Oh, then you have to do me a favor."

"Hey, how did I do it? Can I compare with Hong Kong's?"

There are indeed fewer customers in the house than before.

"Five?"

"Second sister, who is that man? Do you know him?"

But let alone, He Xiao feels that the woman has changed well and the style is quite good.

He Xiao followed the voice and turned his head to look over.

"Look, look, Xu Wenqiang is out."

However, the environment in the house is different now than before, and he believes that more customers can be added again.

The video tape only reaches the base of the thighs, and the woman wears this piece just to her knees, revealing her thighs faintly.

“…”

The walls in the house were all painted, and they looked like a new house.

Unlocking the curtain, he got up and walked in, glanced at the TV on the north table, "Shanghai Beach" was on the TV.

"He Xiao, he opened this store."

The woman felt a little embarrassed by He Xiao's eyes.

He looked straight, stretched out his thumb and exclaimed:

He Xiao slapped his head and finally remembered who the woman was.

Touching his chin, he lowered his head and looked at the woman's skirt carefully.

"Hey, how does this dress I make compare to the ones in Xiangjiang?"

Walking behind the woman, he couldn't help but look closer, "Huh? Do you still know how to draw?"

"What's it?"

The store has changed a lot now. On the left side of the entrance, there is a small kitchen, and there is a meter-long high platform outside. After the store is opened, various fried chicken products can be placed on the countertop.

More than twenty people sat on the bench behind, all of whom were watching attentively.

...

"How are the clothes I made? They are like trousers in skirts, don't you forget them?"

"You can just draw it simpler. Xu Wenqiang and Feng Chengcheng looked at it affectionately. There was a piece of fried chicken in the middle, and four big characters were written on it, Hong Kong-style fried chicken. By the way, Feng Chengcheng painted it more beautifully."

Her face turned slightly red, and she couldn't help but take two steps back.

After saying that, she put on her shorts and turned around and sat back on the bench.

"Wow, he looks so nice."

"Not bad, it looks better than the ones in Xiangjiang. You have such a good craftsmanship. My name is He Xiao, comrade, can you ask your name?"

"There are also Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li, who are fighting for the fried chicken in the middle with guns."

He pointed to the TV and said, "Outside room, I want to open a fried chicken shop. Can you draw some promotional posters for me?"

He Xiao glanced at the woman again and found that she was sitting on the bench, holding a notebook and drawing something.

Yan Bugui sat behind the table, dozing off. Hearing this, he rubbed his face and shook his head.

"It's Xu Wenqiang, Feng Chengcheng was about to eat fried chicken, and Huo Yuanjia and so on. Anyway, draw more portraits from the movies, I'll give you five dollars for one, how do you think?"

“Huh?”

It's just that there's some decoration, and it's a bit space.

"It's okay, it's all good. But after you don't let the cigarettes, there are fewer people watching the videotape."

He Xiao approached and took a look, then started to guide him.

"Hmph, I'll just say this place is OK, you won't come yet."

"How about it, what's wrong?"

Yang Shengnan put down the notebook and looked back at He Xiao in confusion.

He Xiao was also a little embarrassed when he saw the woman's movements.

After chatting with the master for a few words, He Xiao turned around and entered the house.

He Xiao glanced at it and sat directly on the bench next to him.

In this era, wearing such clothes is really bold.

She was the first woman to watch the midnight show in the video hall. At that time, He Xiao was worried that something bad would happen, so he came in to watch for a while.

"Surprise men, beat men, this name is really strange."

Hearing Yang Shengnan's words, the other women on the bench couldn't help but look back at He Xiao.

The woman pulled her shorts and felt a little unhappy.

On the last row of benches to the east, there were three or four women sitting. After taking a closer look, he couldn't help but look at the woman's thighs, which was really white.

"Mr. Third uncle, nothing has happened these days, right?"

He Xiao shook his head, not caring, he is doing exclusive business now.

"Oh, I remember that that night, you led a few people to watch the beauty pageant."

"Draw whatever you want."

Yang Shengnan paused, his face was hard to describe.

After a while, she complained: "You are so vulgar. Is it okay to draw someone like this?"

"It's okay, you can draw it, it's just right."

He Xiao shook his head, didn't care, so he just drew it. Can Xu Wenqiang find him?

(End of this chapter)