Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

After Ah Shao left, Gu Xingyan and others had a better understanding of the creatures in this world.

"I thought monsters would have a very long lifespan, similar to those of monster cultivators in the cultivation plane."

"I feel that they are more ordinary and more real. I don't see many who are obsessed with cultivation, and they are all working hard to live their lives."

"Ah Shao always reminds me of some of the regrets I had when I was a child, such as lost cats, broken toys, or playmates I said goodbye to forever... But it's normal for children to be ignorant and need to be taught."

"But after teaching him and growing up, Shao won't change back."

"..."

Gu Xingyan silently ordered a bunch of reading materials related to monsters such as "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", "Taiping Guangji", "Yuewei Thatched Cottage" and so on from Guang Nao, and put them in the store.

She felt that this was a topic worth studying. People here might not be able to read a single word, but they were familiar with the types and stories of monsters. She and the shop assistants could learn more about it when they had free time.

Unexpectedly, even the guests couldn’t put it down.

The hidden mechanism of the store allowed people in this world to read without any obstacles, and soon those books were turned over.

It’s not something to mention anymore.

Today happens to be the fourth day of opening the store. Zhang Chengcai came over early in the morning and was waiting to pick up the photos.

The three developed photos were wrapped in warm yellow cardboard with crushed flower petals, and were sealed with a red ribbon on the outside, which was very ceremonial.

Zhang Chengcai had already admired it in the store and wrapped it back again. He held it in his hand with great care and walked back to his tailor shop with his head held high.

It was a small paper bag, and he held only two small corners, quite deliberately showing the red mark of "Yobukei Photo Studio" to the outside.

How can a normal person walk with a small paper bag in his hands?

Someone's buttocks were almost twisting, and his whole face seemed to say: "Come and ask me what this is, and I'll open it and show it to you right away!"

Then, Zhang Chengcai was asked all the questions and showed off all the way.

Almost all the neighbors in the street have actively or passively seen it. What is the art that he spent one or two silver to shoot three days ago?

Oh, artistic photos!

"You can only look at it, but you can't touch it! I showed it to you because of our friendship!" Zhang Chengcai said this for the thirteenth time.

Wu Sanniang, the honey seller, finally squeezed in behind Zhang Chengcai. She saw Zhang Chengcai fluttering his sleeves, breathing warmth on his fingertips, flexing his knuckles, and then solemnly untied the ribbon, revealing the clothes inside. photo.

Some people have seen it more than once and still can’t help but marvel.

It's obviously the same person, but the three photos show three completely different styles.

The infatuated mortal in the rain, the free and open-minded gentleman in the bamboo, the chivalrous guest under the waterfall.

The photo retouching and make-up in the photo studio will not make the customer's appearance no longer look like his or her own, but will magnify the advantages and cover up the flaws so that others can take a look and be surprised to find——

Zhang Chengcai is really good-looking!

It’s just that I usually ignore his advantages!

Some people think that the background is very real and do not believe that Zhang Chengcai took the photo in the store.

"Did you go to three places? Are there any waterfalls near our county?"

Zhang Chengcai pretended to be profound and said: "True and false, false and true, you have never filmed it, so you don't understand!"

Everyone laughed and cursed.

Wu Sanniang also expressed the question in her heart: "Uncle Zhang, do you charge extra for the clothes, the crown, and the accessories?"

Zhang Chengcai shook his head, "No need, it's all covered!"

He recalled Wu Youhe's unintentional glance when he opened the door to the clothing room, and added: "To be honest, I think it's more cost-effective for women to go there. There are more styles, and the jewelry in the store hangs on an entire wall, so much that I can't even count it!"

After hearing this, the women present all showed emotional expressions, including Wu Sanniang.

That night, Wu Sanniang closed her stall and went home.

"Sanniang, you are back."

The bee demon was filtering and processing the collected honey in the courtyard. Although his back was to the courtyard door, he could tell just by the sound of footsteps that his wife was back.

"Ah."

Wu Sanniang would be suspicious every day when she came back, trying to observe from her husband's micro-expression:

Did he try to escape today?

Have you taken any action?

Have you ever had any contact with outsiders?

Is there something hidden in him that resists her...

Over the years, she also knew that her mental state had long been abnormal.

But it didn't matter, as long as they were together, it didn't matter to her.

Obviously when they first met, they had a romantic relationship for a while, and they had endless things to talk about every day, but after they got married, they couldn't hold back more than three sentences all day long——

"I'm setting up a stall."

"I am back."

"Go to sleep."

The bee demon was accustomed to doing things silently, but Wu Sanniang suddenly said: "We haven't worn wedding clothes yet."

The bee demon asked in confusion: "Didn't you not do it?"

Commoner women are taught to embroider wedding dresses by their mothers from a very young age. It may take many years to make a wedding dress and modify it dozens or twenty times before it is considered satisfactory.

But Wu Sanniang didn't.

Her family fled from famine. When they arrived in Deshun County, their parents and family members died on the way. She only remembered that her surname was Wu, and the third eldest child in the family was called Wu Sanniang.

Although she grew up eating a lot of food, she wanted more, so she worked odd jobs here and there since she was a child. When she was of marriageable age, she realized that no one had told her to embroider her wedding dress.

Looking for an embroiderer to customize? Too expensive.

She thinks why spend so much money on clothes that are only worn once? What's more, it also depends on whether the man is worth her efforts.

Then, I met the bee demon.

This flower-picking thief, whose mouth was always smeared with honey, after picking her as a flower, he wanted to lift up his pants and fly them off.

Wu Sanniang is not a vegetarian, she just trapped the bee demon at home, so that he can only pick her own flower for the rest of his life!

Later, someone asked her why she had not paid a visit to the church? She pretended to be virtuous and enlightened and replied that monsters don't care about such things.

Neighbors say that she and the bee demon are blessed, and only by understanding each other can they live a better life.

Can it?

Her family has indeed become invisible rich because of the bee demon's honey. They can move to a better yard at any time and open a honey shop without having to pay rent. She also plans to make several more honey products to sell in the store.

The bee demon didn't understand the human woman's obsession with worshiping the church, and whispered: "Even if I don't worship the church, I won't leave. Sanniang, don't think too much, I will make more honey to support the family..."

"I have random thoughts, and it's not because you used to... forget it, I have the final say in this family, and we will choose wedding clothes tomorrow."

Even if she had to tie her up, she would also tie this bee demon to a photo studio!

"Okay, Sanniang, don't be angry." The bee demon rolled his eyes, as if he had some idea.

This little trick couldn't be hidden from Wu Sanniang at all, but she was too lazy to train people today and planned to have a good sleep and look beautiful tomorrow for taking pictures.