Traveling through time and space to become a child, supporting the family by catching fish and shrim

After leaving the academy, Xu Mengru asked worriedly, "Master Chen, Miss Xie hasn't agreed to be our spokesperson yet. Just tell the academy's director that you can take them to paint Miss Xie's portrait tomorrow. What if Miss Xie changes her mind? What will happen then?"

Chen Lang smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, there's no way Xie Qinghuan would refuse such generous conditions."

"Let's take a step back and say that even if she refuses, I can buy the rights to her portrait with dozens of taels of silver. There's no way she'll refuse again, right?"

Xu Mengru asked, "Portrait rights, what is that?"

Chen Lang said, "It's just borrowing her beauty. The principle is similar to that of a spokesperson, the only thing missing is her cooperation."

Xu Mengru was a little confused. Chen Lang's theories really made her feel a little "indigestible".

But Chen Lang's propaganda method was overused after a thousand years.

Even Chen Lang was willing to pay Xie Qinghuan, which was a very conscientious act. You have to know that a thousand years later, many private enterprises would not pay when using celebrity portraits.

These private enterprises are not afraid of celebrities suing them in court. Suing them is equivalent to free publicity, which the enterprises would love.

The common people of Dayan have no concept of portrait rights. If Chen Lang really used Xie Qinghuan's portrait to advertise his wine without asking, Xie Qinghuan would have no solution even if he knew about it.

If she went to the government office to file a complaint, Chen Lang would have a complete set of procedures waiting for her, so she would be invincible.

It’s just that Chen Lang didn’t want his brand to be so low-end right from the start, so he still had to go through the necessary procedures.

If this doesn't work... then consider taking unorthodox approaches.

"Ms. Xu, ask your embroiderer to stop making bras these two days and embroider a painting for me first." Chen Lang said.

Xu Mengru asked, "Embroider a painting? Why not a painting from the art academy?"

"The embroidered ones are more stunning, and they can be preserved for a longer time without having to be replaced every once in a while." Chen Lang said.

Xu Mengru asked, "What should I embroider?"

Chen Lang said, "I'll write it to you when I get home."

After the two returned home, Chen Lang wrote the first stanza of "Song of Water Melody", gave it to Xu Mengru, and told her its approximate size.

Xu Mengru felt sick when she read the first stanza of "Song of Water Melody".

She knew that Chen Lang was very talented. Back when he was in Qinzhou Prefecture, his "Fourteen Poems Over a Cup of Tea" was truly unprecedented.

But those poems ultimately pale in comparison to this poem.

More importantly, this is only the first stanza!

How vast is Chen Lang's talent!

Seeing Xu Mengru in a daze, Chen Lang waved his hand in front of her and said, "Miss Xu? Is there anything wrong?"

Xu Mengru recovered and said, "Mr. Chen, could you please read the second stanza of this poem to me?"

"It's so good, I can't wait to know the next stanza."

Chen Lang smiled and said, "Of course, but Miss Xu, please don't tell anyone after you hear this."

"This poem is an important part of my promotion. If the second stanza is leaked, all my efforts will be wasted."

Xu Mengru nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I will only listen and not speak."

Chen Lang cleared his throat and recited the next stanza.

After listening to this, Xu Mengru was speechless for a long time, and even tears could be seen flickering in her eyes.

Especially the last sentence "May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands miles apart", it was like a transparent little hand that passed through her chest and grasped her heart, making Xu Mengru feel a palpitation that could not be described in words.

This is the power of words. Even if they transcend time and space, they can still shock people.

"Young Master, you are so talented. Mengru admires you!" Xu Mengru bowed to Chen Lang and walked away wiping her tears.

As soon as Xu Mengru left, Li Xiuzhi came up to Chen Lang and said, "What did you do to offend Miss Xu? I saw her crying when she left."

Chen Lang said, "It's nothing. I just asked her to help embroider the first stanza of a poem. Maybe the poem was so well written that she was moved."

Li Xiuzhi frowned slightly: "Could it be the Magpie Bridge Fairy that you read to me at the beginning?"

Chen Lang said, "How is that possible? That poem is exclusive to you and me. How could I possibly read it to someone else?"

After hearing what Chen Lang said, Li Xiuzhi felt relieved.

The poem "Magpie Bridge Fairy" has an extraordinary meaning to her, and Li Xiuzhi does not want other women to know it.

"Xiuzhi, you came at the right time. Be my advisor." Chen Lang said.

Li Xiuzhi asked, "What?"

Chen Lang said, "I have a few songs here. Can you help me analyze which one would be most suitable for people to sing on stage when the restaurant opens?"

Li Xiuzhi sat on the chair, holding her chin with both hands, and said with a smile: "Okay, I am all ears."

Chen Lang said, "Don't be impatient. Let me think it over first."

Saving Guhonglou was just a matter of convenience. What Chen Lang really wanted was to let Hongyanzui occupy the throne of Dayan's number one liquor brand from the moment it came out.

As the true "eldest son" of Chen Lang's business empire, Hongyanzui must be given full attention.

Every detail needs to be carefully polished.

The music is naturally no exception.

In ancient times, people naturally had to sing ancient style songs, so the range of choices was actually not very large.

After all, in Chen Lang’s own “music library”, there are only about a dozen or so excellent ancient style songs.

Of course, if conditions permit in the future, Chen Lang wouldn't mind giving it a try and forming a girl group in Dayan Dynasty.

Chen Lang couldn't help laughing when he thought of these girls singing "You are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth..." on the stage with their bare white legs.

However, these are things you can only try after you have gained social status and enough power. Now you should think carefully about what ancient style music to use to open the show.

"Got it, let's sing this one first." Chen Lang snapped his fingers and said, "Xiuzhi, your husband is going to sing it."

"I can't sing well, so don't laugh at me."

Li Xiuzhi said, "Erlang, hurry up and sing! I can't wait."

Chen Lang cleared his throat.

"The blue and white is outlined on the blank, and the brush strokes become lighter and lighter."

"The peony painted on the bottle is just like your first makeup."

"The scent of sandalwood wafts through the window, and I understand your thoughts."

"Put the brush halfway on the rice paper."

……

After singing the song, Li Xiuzhi's eyes fluttered and her expression was a little strange.

Chen Lang took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and said, "How's it going, Xiuzhi? Is this song okay?"

Li Xiuzhi bit her lip and said, "Erlang, I don't know what to say."

Chen Lang said: "Just say whatever you want to say."

Li Xiuzhi said, "This song is nice, but it sounds a bit weird."

"It's completely different from ordinary songs."