Daily life after inheriting the harem

"It's okay, my lord has been drawing all day, are you tired?"

"You lie." Qiu Qi frowned, "As long as you are unhappy, you will avoid looking into my eyes."

Pei Yuqing paused for half a second in tidying up the table. She didn't even notice these details, but Qiu Qi observed them carefully.

"Ma'am, these are all for making a living..." Qiu Qi tugged at her sleeves and shook them. After the soft ending sound was prolonged, it was even more irresistible to the ears.

Pei Yuqing sighed, feeling helpless from the bottom of her heart, "You don't need to explain, as long as it's something you like, I will always support it."

Qiu Qi's ears drooped, and he became the wronged Airplane's ears again, "Is that so? But Ma'am, you look weird."

"My lord is overthinking." Pei Yuqing said lightly, put away the painting for her, then raised her hand and rubbed her head, "It's late at night, my lord will go back to the room with me to rest."

The feeling of being touched by Pei Yuqing was quite good. Qiu Qi tiptoed and rubbed her palm again, and then replied with a sigh of relief, "Okay, go to bed early and get up early, and I have to go to Ruyifang tomorrow."

……

Early the next morning, Qiu Qi sent Yan Wan to send the few pictures he drew to Lu Ren.

The reason why Ruyifang is called this name is that anyone can buy what they want in it, which is why this store is so popular, it sells everything.

If Qiu Qi wanted to sell his paintings, he had to be fast and efficient, and of course walking Ren was the best way.

To change the current parlance, it is to collect a wave of traffic in the online celebrity live broadcast room, and after opening up the brand awareness, slowly recover the marketing cost.

Fortunately, Lu Ren still has a conscience. Seeing that Qiu Qi is a distinguished customer who has spent thousands of dollars, the commission is only [-]%.

"I didn't expect that the master's painting skills are so exquisite. Lu Ren claims to be a well-informed person, but he has never seen such a delicate work, and there are even some fresh poses here... Presumably once it is put on the shelves, It will be shot to nothing." Lu Ren narrowed his eyes and smiled, with an unpredictable and cunning look, "However, adults also know that I never trade at a loss."

Of course Qiu Qi knew that there is no free dinner in the world, so he cautiously confirmed, "Let me hear what you say."

"First, your products can only be sold from my store in the future. You can't find other stores, and you can't skip me to find customers in private."

Qiu Qi nodded, she had actually somewhat expected this in her heart, if Lu Ren could suffer from the small loss in front of her, she must have seen the bigger benefits afterward, if Qiu Qi became popular and took the source of customers away by herself, it would really be unreasonable Too kind.

"What about the second?"

Lu Ren smiled and pointed at the protagonist's face, "You have to change this face, otherwise you won't be able to sell it."

Qiu Qi was puzzled, "Is there something wrong with your aesthetics? You are so good-looking that you can't sell it?"

It's an insult to her painting!

"When I said it can't be sold, I mean it can't be sold." Lu Ren shook his finger, "Today's saint is beautiful, and there are indeed many people who admire her, but such blatantly obscene/obscene/obscene ... Lord Beast God is too bold."

If these pictures are to be mass-produced and then printed into booklets, the designation needs to withstand many factory workers, not to mention the word-of-mouth of the customers after the sale, this matter will definitely reach the ears of the saint within half a day .

At that time, she will hand over a pleading paper to the emperor, let alone a business, even the heads around their necks may not be able to keep.

"What are you talking about? It's nothing to do with the saint."

Lu Ren narrowed his eyes, "Don't Lord Beast God know? The woman in your picture looks exactly like the current saint Yu Nankong."

The news was so explosive that Qiu Qi opened his lips but was speechless and unable to utter a sound.

If it was a coincidence, she herself would not believe it, but the reality is like this, the original body has no memory of meeting the saint at all, Yan Wan did send a portrait, but the painter's style is comparable to Picasso, she It's strange to be able to recognize it!

"My lord, have you thought it through clearly?" Lu Ren patted Qiu Qi who was in a daze, "If you can agree to my two conditions, I will go to the workshop to place an order at night."

Qiu Qi came back to his senses, he hesitated and said yes, and then pressed his finger on the contract.

What she was thinking about now was Pei Yuqing's strange reaction last night. It turned out that she was not superstitious, and Pei Yuqing must have been thinking the same way as Lu Ren, otherwise why didn't she pay much attention to her all night!

"Then it's settled." Lu Ren looked at the red handprint with satisfaction, carefully folded the contract and stuffed it into his arms, "I trust the workshop, easy to talk, quick to move, once your manuscript comes out, Five hundred copies will be on the shelves in less than three days."

Qiu Qi nodded indiscriminately, now he just wanted to go home and explain to Pei Yuqing.

……

Dragging Yan Wan all the way home, he was blocked in front of the door.

The girl with the blue hairpin on her head had the same indifferent expression as Pei Yuqing, she crossed her arms to block Qiu Qi's way, and said loudly, "Master is sleeping, please don't disturb her."

Qiu Qi moved his eyes to the little girl's face, "Look at Yansheng, where are you from?"

"I'm Lan Tang." She said word by word.

"Oh." Qiu Qi suddenly realized, "Looking at it this way, it really looks a bit like this baby's chubby face is the same as that little chubby Jiu's hair."

Now that Pei Yuqing was released from her ring, of course Lan Tang, born of her spiritual power, would be able to regain her human form.

"Go back, don't disturb my master." The little girl was quite protective, she gritted her teeth and glared at Qiu Qi.

"Okay, then if Madam wakes up, you can call me."

"Let's talk about it later." Lan Tang folded her arms and gave Qiu Qi a cold look.

Qiu Qi knew that she didn't like her, so she turned around and was about to leave after speaking, but when she was about to step down the steps, she felt someone gently tugging on her sleeve from behind.

She turned her head and saw the little girl who was half a head shorter than her with her head hanging down. She turned her eyes to the right to cover up, moved her lips a few times, and said a few words, "Then what, do you still have the popsicle from last time?"

Qiu Qi smiled, smiling like a human trafficker who wants to abduct children with candy, "Do you want to eat?"

"Um……"

"Then come with me." Qiu Qi beckoned to her, "There are not only popsicles, but also something better than popsicles."

Lan Tang's eyes lit up, but she pursed her lips and tried to suppress her excitement, "Really?"

"Really, don't lie to you."

……

Qiu Qi abducted the little girl to his secret place—actually, it was a small room beside the ice bank that had been abandoned all the year round.

When Qiu Qi came here before, he found that there was no one living here, so he simply moved all the things he was tinkering with here. This place is close to the ice storage, and when everything is ready, it can be stored at a low temperature quickly, and it is not easy to break.

"You wait here, I'll go get it." Like Pei Yuqing, Lan Tang was afraid of the cold and preferred the heat, so Qiu Qi didn't bring her to the icehouse.

The ice bank is the place to store the ice cubes brought by the human race. Because of the good airtightness and heat preservation measures, the effect is similar to that of a refrigerator. Qiu Qi dug a special place to store his small things.

She first took out two popsicles wrapped in greased paper, and carefully selected the osmanthus-flavored one that Lan Tang liked, and then stretched her arms to the right.

There was a row of glass bottles that she had just put in there, and she took them out, shaking the dark brown liquid inside, with anticipation in her eyes.

Holding the thing in front of Lan Tang, as expected, the other party instantly switched from a state of full alert to a state of innocence.

"What is this?" Lan Tang licked the popsicle in her hand, curiously watching Qiu Qi tossing the glass bottle, "Is it medicine?"

Qiu Qi waved his hands mysteriously, "This is Coke, also known as Fat House Happy Water."

"Fat house... happy water?" Lan Tang wondered, "Who is the fat house?"

"That's not important, you just need to remember the last three words, happy water, as the name suggests, drink it, you will become very happy."

This bottle cost Qiu Qi a lot of money, and it was specially purchased by Lu Ren from other continents. Qiu Qi couldn't wait to open the wooden stopper of the glass bottle, and with a "boo", the brown liquid bubbled densely.

Qiu Qi stared at the bubbles, feeling a great sense of accomplishment in her heart. God knows how painful it was for her to make carbonated water. First, she relied on limestone to extract that little bit of carbon dioxide, and then swirled the carbon dioxide with water wrapped in water to fully fuse them. The first step was okay, but the latter step was too much a test of her control ability. On average, she succeeded only three times out of ten times.

But the result is good enough.

"This must be drunk while the anger is still there." Qiu Qi poured Lan Tang a glass, "You try."

Lan Tang frowned, "Why is this thing bubbling, and the color is also weird, it can't be poisonous."

Qiu Qi demonstrated by himself, raised his head in front of her and took a big gulp, "I drank it, if it's poisonous, I'll be poisoned to death first."

Under Qiu Qi's repeated temptations, Lan Tang finally raised the cup, tentatively poked it with her tongue, and only took a sip after finding that the thing was sweet.

The cool and sweet liquid passes over the tip of the tongue, leaving a little bit of caramel aroma in the sweetness that is not easy to detect. It seems that there are small needles on the tongue coating. It doesn't hurt, but it feels quite wonderful.

"What is this?" Lan Tang stuck out her tongue, "Is my tongue okay?"

"Don't be afraid, this is the feeling of the bubbles bursting, it's wonderful." Qiu Qi filled her glass up, "Drink it a few times and you'll get used to it, maybe you'll still be addicted."

Qiu Qi took another gulp for himself, then stretched his neck, and hiccupped painfully.

It is not easy to make the taste of cola, the coffee beans in the raw material, she gave Lu Ren ten silver for the shipping cost alone, which is ten times more expensive than the thing itself.

Grind coffee beans into powder and then rinse with hot water and filter to get the most original coffee liquid. In addition, there is one of the most important flavor enhancers, that is lime water. The ratio of the two must be controlled to be perfect. To be able to succeed, it took Qiu Qi most of the day to prepare it at this step.

Add other auxiliary spices to the mixed stock solution, and finally add caramel boiled over a low fire as a finishing touch. Although the taste is a little different from the previous drink, it is still similar in general. The main reason is that the feeling of finding spiritual sustenance makes Qiu Qi was so moved that he wanted to cry.

"If you have time, let's make milk tea." Qiu Qi arranged the next happiness for himself in his mind.

By the time he realized it, Lan Tang had unknowingly drank the whole glass, and the person who was still refusing was holding the empty glass in both hands and looking at Qiu Qi expectantly.

"It's the last bit, there's no more to drink." Qiu Qi couldn't bear her cute eyes, and generously gave her the last bit in the bottle.

"Thank you!" Lan Tang, who got the happy water, said in a lively tone, and even praised Qiu Qi for the first time, "Your craftsmanship is great, you can sell it."

"That's right." This gave Qiu Qi a lot of inspiration.

She can sell paintings, why can't she sell food, especially this group of orcs, a group of people who have never seen the world, who are excited to kneel down and beg for recipes after a bowl of egg fried rice, then her happy water...

Qiu Qi thought with a smile, before starting to work, the dream has already started.

……

Five days later, the St.

In front of the mahogany table full of scrolls, sat a woman in yellow clothes. Her long black hair was flowing and shining like a waterfall behind her. There was only a simple pearl hairpin on her head. The oval face was naturally elegant and indifferent.

She was resting her fingers on a piece of letter paper, staring at the lettering on the paper like a dog crawling.

'Hello, Lady Saint, I am writing to you mainly to tell you something. Due to force majeure, the quarry, fuel oil field, and mine will be temporarily suspended. I am sorry to cause you trouble, but except These, if you have any other needs, you can ask me at any time, I wish you good health, welcome to visit me at any time, I will definitely entertain you ^-^'

Yu Nankong twirled the ring on his left hand, with a slight smile on his lips, he began to feel that the reckless and weak beast god in the legend was not really so ignorant, look at this letter, there is no mention of tribute, but Express your attitude very clearly - don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind, and don't blame me for cutting off your business if you didn't pay enough for the travel expenses.

At least 50.00% of the merchants in the human race rely on these three things for food. Now Qiu Qi simply cut off the supply chain with a single "force majeure". After a long time, I am afraid that many people will starve to death. street.

Yu Nankong re-read the content of the letter, his gaze fixed on the grinning face at the bottom of the letter paper, the few strokes that seemed funny and cute were actually full of irony.

Interesting.

"My lord saint." The spy who had been dispatched stepped in, lifted the rolled up painting in his hand, and handed it to the woman sitting in the main seat, "This is what you want."

Yu Nankong gave a shallow "um", stretched out his hand, put his white slender fingers on the painting, and slowly opened it. The casual smile on the corner of his mouth widened after he saw clearly what was on the painting. His expression also became inexplicably deep.

"Is this really drawn by herself?" She tapped her hand on the armrest, and her tone was neither light nor heavy, but the person kneeling below couldn't stop shaking and didn't relax at all.

"Yes, I have confirmed with the boss of Ruyifang that they are real and absolutely true."

"Okay." Yu Nankong stood up, waved his sleeves, and the golden hem of his clothes spread out and let the wind slowly fall down. His face was half hidden under the thin veil, and his exposed eyes were full of seductive sharpness. "Since Lord Beast God loves me so much, I'd like to go and see how infatuated she is."