Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

Xu Ziying didn't know how to deal with children, so he asked, "What do you want me to do?"

The boy murmured a few words, pointed to the writing brush in his hand, and then pointed to the paper in front of him, he must be asking him to write something.

Xu Ziying was in a dilemma, bit his words and said, "I don't understand."

He even gestured while talking, and the boy also gestured, but no one could understand what the other was saying, and the boy's younger brother was blinking his eyes and biting his fingers when he saw the two people's fingers flying.

Xu Ziying was very tired. He had wandered the streets of Bianmo City several times these days, and found that not only did the people here speak different languages, but even the currency did not communicate with each other. How could this be a big business.

Thinking of these headaches again, he could only say helplessly, "I really don't understand what you mean."

"He said to let you draw a picture."

Xu Ziying was taken aback, Rong Fei didn't know when he woke up, and he was bending over and standing behind him, meeting his eyes.

Xu Ziying looked away uncomfortably, and said, "Huahua?"

Rong Fei said angrily: "That's right, this kid said that some businessmen who are new here don't understand his language, so they don't need their help, but if they draw it, everyone can understand it, so he wants you to help him It’s good to make a secondary painting so that people can understand the meaning.”

Xu Ziying suddenly realized that this is not difficult. He drew a few villains, some representing businessmen, some representing children, and connecting a few lines. Although the painting is simple, it is easy to understand.

Even if you can't understand it for a while, you will understand it after thinking about it for a while. Xu Ziying's brush and ink paintings are simple but the lines are very steady.

After Xu Ziying finished the painting, he handed the pen and paper to the little boy, and quickly hated Rong Fei.

"Hey, you tell him that this is my gift for him, and I will charge you if you come next time, but I won't charge you more, but you must never go whoring for nothing."

Rong Feiyan smiled and relayed Xu Ziying's meaning, the boy nodded and ran away holding the painting, and when only the two of them were left, Rong Feiyan said in surprise.

"Unexpectedly, Yingying's paintings are so beautiful."

Hearing this, Xu Ziying paused and laughed dryly: "It's nothing but drawing."

It's not that he didn't go to school for a day, he just dropped out when he was in junior high school. In his childhood memory, the teacher would always praise him for his good drawing. As for what he painted, he couldn't remember clearly, but everyone at that time They say he's very talented.

He has maintained this love for so many years, but he will never be able to realize it. Sometimes he can stop at the gate of the nearby Academy of Fine Arts between part-time jobs at most, looking at the students who are about his age, and his heart becomes colder and colder.

If his parents were still there, his life would not be like this. Every time he thinks about it, he will feel a deep sense of inferiority complex, but this is all hidden in his heart, since it cannot be realized, why bother to say it.

Xu Ziying smiled forcedly, as if eager to end the topic, stood up and walked back, Rong Fei tired of following and said to him.

"If Yingying likes pens, inks, papers and inkstones, colored inks on scrolls, as much as you want, Lord Hou, I will prepare as many for you, how about it?"

Xu Ziying snorted and said, "Okay, I'll take it for free." But she turned around and said, "I can't draw if you give it to me."

With a smile in his eyes, Rong Fei turned around him: "Drawing, Yingying, you draw a picture, no matter what you draw, I will frame it."

Xu Ziying originally wanted to ignore him, but Rong Fei insisted on pestering him to talk about it.

More precisely to tease him, Rong Feiyan's voice was particularly hoarse and pleasant, and it tickled into his ears, which was inexplicably strange.

Finally Xu Ziying couldn't take it any longer, and shouted at him, "I'll draw you a piece of shit!"

……

After a few more days, the weather was getting colder. Xu Ziying would study the dishes in the kitchen when he was running, and he was not afraid of making too much, after all, Du Yi could eat as much as he could.

However, because there are too few ingredients in Mocheng here, it is impossible to make any new products. Many things have only a few ingredients, and all previous efforts will be wasted.

Du took a few sips from the bowl and drank the contents of the bowl, leaving a circle of milk stains around his mouth. His eyes lit up and he said, "It's delicious, I want to drink it more! Mr. Xu."

"Just this bowl, it's gone." Xu Ziying habitually washed the bowl and put it away. Du Yi followed behind him and said, "I still want to drink it, but I can't... I'll ask Master Hou to exchange money with Mr. Xu." Come on, please, Young Master Xu."

Xu Ziying rubbed his head: "Last time you said that the grape crystal cake I made was delicious, and you also said that you want money if you want Guan Rongfei, is it coming?"

Du Yi pursed his lips and shook his head: "No... Master Hou let me stay where I can cool off."

"So." Xu Ziying spread his hands: "You can eat whatever I do."

Du Yixin also had a big heart, and after being aggrieved for a while, he forgot the back of his head, and asked Xu Ziying, "Mr. Xu, the one you made just now has grape meat and goat's milk in it. What is it called?"

Xu Ziying sighed and said, "Grape...milkshake? But the temperature is not good, and the ingredients are not enough. What kind of milkshake can be counted as milk tea at most."

Du Yiyi heard that this failed product is so delicious, so if it is made into a milkshake, wouldn't it be delicious in the world?He said in a hurry.

"Master Xu, if, if you can go to Xuanle City, you can have whatever you want, and you can definitely make grape milkshake!"

Xu Ziying became interested, and the two of them gathered together and said, "Is it really that good?"

Du Yikang nodded: "Of course, everything here is less than one-ten-thousandth of Xuanle City!"

From other people's mouths, Xu Ziying gradually had his own prototype of Xuanle City in his heart, and summed up a thousand words: that is the place where big business can be done.

"The delicacies in Xuanle City are also innumerable, but..." Du Yi changed his sad face when he said this.

Xu Ziying asked, "But what?"

Du Yidao: "But I want to follow Master Hou. If Master Hou doesn't go back, I will live in Bianmo City forever. Master Hou can't go back, and neither can I."

Xu Ziying intentionally made a side note: "But I heard that if you ride a horse, it takes about five days to reach Xuanle City, and it's not very far."

Du Yi shook his head: "It's not a matter of distance. Your Majesty wants Hou Ye to stay in Bianmo City, so he can't go back to Xuanle City, so Hou Ye has never been back in the past ten years."

Xu Ziying touched her chin with her finger after hearing this for a long time, and seemed to be talking to herself: "This emperor is very principled..."

The two chatted for a while, when Du Yi suddenly remembered something, took out a money bag from his pocket, and handed it to Xu Ziying.

"I almost forgot, it was Lord Hou who asked me to hand it over to you, saying that the children of the Xianren race earned the money and distributed it to you."

When Xu Ziying heard this, he raised his hand and was about to pat him: "You are really good, how much did you eat today, and I will take it out now."

Du Yi laughed and said: "Master Hou said that there will be a total of ten taels, and that it will be doubled in the future, so don't worry Mr. Xu."

Xu Ziying accepted it with satisfaction, and the feeling of receiving "interest" for the first time made him quite happy: "Don't worry, don't worry, there are already a lot of these for the first time, hey..."

He changed his mind again: "Since those children can earn so much, wouldn't it be more if I make money myself?"