I forced three brother-in-laws into sister-in-law demons

Chapter 317 Chapter [317]: Bragging
Fifteen minutes later, Lu Erbao arrived at Bao Xiao's house out of breath.

Bao Xiao pointed to the 5 cardboard boxes on the ground, and ordered: "I want to send 5 mails, you should move them away."

Lu Erbao had nothing to say: "Beauty, your little Taobao store is really powerful, you can sell a lot of stone paintings every day."

Bao Xiao curled his lips and said, "Nowadays there are too few people who can appreciate stone paintings, and they are all people without literary qualities."

"I just like stone paintings."

Lu Erbao said flatteringly.

Bao Xiao happily asked: "You also like stone paintings? I didn't expect that you, a courier boy with a low level of education, still have a few artistic cells in you, which is really incredible."

"I... I have a lot of artistic cells. When I was in elementary school, I learned the erhu for a while. Unfortunately, my family didn't have the money to buy me an erhu, so I had to give up halfway."

Bao Xiao squinted at Lu Erbao and asked, "Is your family poor?"

"It's not that poor. My parents used to work as workers in the factory, but when the factory closed down, my parents got laid off and set up a food stall."

"So you come from a family that sells snacks, no wonder you can't see any literary quality in your body."

Bao Xiao looked down on Lu Erbao very much, which made Lu Erbao very uncomfortable.

"Beauty, my dad is a level 7 fitter in the factory, and his skills are amazing. Back then, level 8 was the highest level."

Bao Xiao snorted and said, "What if you're a level 10 worker? You're not a small worker. Now, no one thinks highly of a worker."

Lu Erbao knew that Bao Xiao's parents were also small workers, so he deliberately asked, "Beauty, what do your parents do?"

Bao Xiao didn't answer, and urged: "You quickly move my package away."

Lu Erbao looked at a pile of stone paintings on Bao Xiao's table, and begged: "Can you let me admire your stone paintings, maybe I will buy some."

Hearing that Lu Erbao was going to buy stone paintings, Bao Xiao was a little happy, and said with a smile: "Okay, take a look, if you like it, just pick a few, and I can give you a 7% discount."

There are more than 100 stones on the table, and a picture is drawn on each stone.

"It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful! Beauty, your hands are so skillful that you can draw pictures on stones. Look, the two magpies in this picture look like real ones, as if they are about to spread their wings and fly high. There are two grasshoppers in this painting, and I am worried that they will jump down."

"Hehe...you are quite discerning, knowing that my paintings are lifelike, let me tell you: I am an amateur painter."

"Ah! You are amazing. I thought you were a professional painter. To be honest, your paintings are professional."

Bao smiled proudly and said: "Although I am an amateur painter, I have a talent for painting. My mother said that I liked drawing when I was three years old. At that time, an art professor at a university once said: If this little girl Cultivate it, and you will become a master of painting in the future."

"Ah! You are so talented. If you follow this professor's advice and cultivate it well, you may be famous all over the country, or even the world."

Lu Erbao exaggeratedly flattered him.

Bao Xiao was very happy, she rarely heard such compliments.

Lu Dabao picked out 10 stones and asked, "I like all of these, please give me a price."

Bao Xiao said excitedly: "I'll give you a 7% discount. Each stone will only cost you 20 yuan, so the total is 200 yuan."

Lu Erbao was taken aback. According to his prediction: a stone painting would sell for two or three yuan at most, and Bao Xiao's asking price was far beyond his expectation.

"Okay, thank you for the discount."

Lu Erbao took out 200 yuan and handed it to Bao Xiao.

He thought in his heart: You said you would give me a discount, but you are actually slaughtering people.

There are a lot of these stones on the river beach, and they are a basket if you pick them up casually.

You draw a few small animals and a few flowers and plants on it, and it costs 20 yuan.

"I will put these stones by my pillow and appreciate them every day when I sleep. I will surely have a good dream."

"Hey, you can also recommend friends to buy my paintings. To be honest, there are very few people who paint stone paintings now. This is a new industry. Stone paintings are easy to preserve and can increase in value. In the future, if I become If you buy a famous painter, these paintings can be sold for hundreds or thousands of dollars. At that time, if you buy these ten paintings of mine, you will make a fortune."

"Hee hee... I believe: there will be that day. You will definitely become a famous painter. At that time, a stone painting can sell for tens of thousands of yuan, or even tens of thousands of yuan. I heard that the world The most expensive painting on the Internet will sell for tens of millions."

Bao Xiao giggled and urged, "Since you like me, why don't you buy more stone paintings."

"Okay, of course I like you."

Lu Erbao picked another 10 stones.

He just took out 200 yuan, ready to hand it to Bao Xiao.

Bao Xiao said coldly: "The 10 stones you picked cost 300 yuan, because the paintings on them are all landscape paintings, which are very labor-intensive and time-consuming."

Lu Erbao quickly took out another 100 yuan.

He said indifferently: "It's worth the money, it's worth it."

Bao Xiao put the 20 stone paintings bought by Lu Erbao into a cardboard box, and said happily: "You can recommend friends to buy, as long as you recommend people, I can get a 7% discount."

"Okay, I have many friends, and I will definitely recommend your stone painting grandly and let them all buy it."

Lu Erbao left Bao Xiao's house, and muttered angrily as soon as he went out: "This little girl is very powerful, and she is not soft at all when killing people. I think these 20 stone paintings are worth 50 yuan at most. She He actually asked me for 500 yuan, isn’t it a lion’s mouth. Forget it, I’m a drunkard who doesn’t want to drink, but just wants to have a good relationship with her. This is called: using money to buy feelings.”

On the second day, Lu Erbao accidentally received a call from Bao Xiao.

"Brother, courier boy, you promised me yesterday that you would recommend my stone paintings to your friends, but why haven't you seen any action for a day?"

Lu Erbao had already left this matter out of the blue. To be honest, Lu Erbao didn't have many friends. Even if he had friends, his friends would not like these stone paintings.

"Ah! This matter has always been on my mind. Yesterday, I made dozens of calls to my friends to recommend your stone paintings. The problem is, these friends are very busy at work, and they only have time on weekends."

"Brother courier, you have to keep your word. I hate men who talk like farts the most."

"Of course, I will definitely keep my word."

Lu Erbao hung up the phone, thought about it, and called his sister Lu Ya: "Sister, help me."

Lu Ya asked puzzledly, "What trouble did you encounter again?"

"Sister, I have a girlfriend. She paints stone paintings. Can you buy some of her stone paintings?"

(End of this chapter)