Be a little landlord

In the next few days, Shen Youyun came to pester her several times one after another, each time waiting for Lin Lixuan to come over when he was alone, Lin Lixuan was able to face it with a good temper at first, but later he really couldn't maintain a good face towards this woman .

Shen Youyun is scarier than dog skin plasters!

"It's as if this person doesn't understand human language, and he's intoxicated in his own world all day long." Lin Lixuan couldn't bear it anymore, and sent someone to notify Shen Youyun's parents and elder brother. After Shen Youyun was forcibly taken back, his world returned. Ching Ming.

Huang Yuan watched his encounter with joy, "I know what I should write in my next story, isn't this a good subject for you?"

"If you dare to write, don't come to my store in the future." Lin Lixuan fiddled with the abacus with his bony fingers, and glared at Huang Yuan angrily.Huang Yuan is now addicted to books and cannot extricate himself, but what he wrote has not yet seen the world.

"Then I won't write, but you should do me some favors. Come, bring me a bowl of white-cut chicken." Huang Yuan is similar to an old-fashioned otaku, but he likes to come to his shop to eat and drink. He sees He ate the empty bowl, and wanted to order food in dissatisfaction.

"Stop eating, let's see how much fat you have gained this year?" Huang Yuan's whole body was fat, even fat on his face, Lin Lixuan couldn't stand it.

The originally plain face is now not just plain, but round!

"That's because I'm writing a book at home now, and the stories in my stomach have made me fat." Huang Yuan patted his stomach, expressing that he still has room in his stomach, and he can open up to eat.

"Are you embarrassed to say this in front of me?"

"You old fruit farmer, you don't know about us scholars." Stories are backlogged in your stomach and you can't vent them, so you will naturally gain weight.

Huang Yuan feels sorry for Lin Lixuan. He has read the articles written by the other party. They are beautiful and gorgeous, with clear ideas, clear arguments, and well-founded arguments. If you study hard, you may be able to become a champion. But this person is addicted to growing melons, let's not talk about him His knowledge, even the casually written novels on weekdays are sought after by everyone, making Huang Yuan envious and jealous.

His mother said that if he often stays next to this kind of person, he might be able to absorb some talent from him... Therefore, Huang Yuan always used this excuse to eat and drink at Lin Kee Restaurant, but he didn't absorb much talent. , the fat was absorbed a lot.

"Hmph, I, an old fruit farmer, really don't understand about you scholars, but ah, I heard that you recently wrote a biography of Liu Lang. If you want to print it into a book, you can come and ask me, an old fruit farmer, to say Maybe I'll be happy..."

Huang Yuan jumped up from the chair in shock. Lin Lixuan was so frightened that he took several steps back. The abacus in his hand hit the table with a bang, and the other party rushed forward to hold his hand like a rattle. Shake: "Brother Lin, you are my elder brother, you must help me."

"Do you trust me without asking why?"

"In the past few years I've known you, I've never seen you say anything you're not sure about. You must have a trick, right?" Huang Yuan stared at him closely with cat-like eyes, as if he had picked up a dead mouse.

The guests on the second floor kept coming and going, Huang Yuan's action like a mad dog attracted everyone's attention, he glanced left and right: "Don't look, don't look, don't look this way, I'm talking to the boss .”

Huang Yuan seemed to have grasped at straws, he shook Lin Lixuan's hand left and right: "Brother Lin, please help me."

Huang Yuan imitated Yan Geer and called Brother Lin in a strange manner.

Lin Lixuan sat down on the bench in a big way, and Huang Yuan quickly brought him tea and water, "Daniu, have another pot of tea!"

"Tell me, tell me, what can you do? Can you help me talk to the owner of Songyun Bookstore?" Huang Yuan seemed to have a wildly wagging tail behind him.

"Yes or no... Let me give you a suggestion, you can talk about it yourself in front of the boss of Songyun Bookstore." Lin Lixuan cleared his throat, picked up the tea poured by the other party, and lowered his head to take a sip.

"I, this, Mr. Shen, aren't you embarrassing me..." The wildly wagging tail suddenly stopped, Huang Yuan sat down beside him with a bitter face, and stretched out his hand gloomily to refill a pot of tea for himself.

"I'm not embarrassing you, what I'm talking about is - in front of the boss of Songyun's study..." Lin Lixuan put down his teacup and supported his chin with his hands.

"Isn't that Mr. Shen..." Huang Yuan couldn't understand the old fruit farmer next to him as if he hadn't said it. He lowered his head depressed and took a sip of tea, gulping down his grievances.

"No, the one sitting in front of you is the future boss of Songyun Bookstore." Lin Lixuan smiled and threw a huge thunder in the other's ear.

"How is it possible?" The tea in Huang Yuan's mouth spewed out, his crotch was completely wet, "cough cough cough... choked me to death...".

"If it's fake, if you don't believe it, then I can't help it." Lin Lixuan stood up suddenly, so as not to drip the tea spit out by the other party onto his trouser legs along the edge of the table.

Huang Yuan coughed several times before he stopped, quickly picked up a rag to dry the tea on his body, and also reached out to wipe the wooden table clean.

Lin Lixuan continued to sit down.

"I really can't believe that a good friend suddenly becomes a big boss. How can there be such a miraculous thing, old fruit farmer, you really didn't lie to me?" Huang Yuan half-closed his eyes, and opened and closed his lips. Without stopping, doubts were written all over him.

"Xiaoyuan, are you going to take back what you said just now? If I heard you right, you seem to have said just now——I've known you for the past few years, but I've never seen you say it. If you grasp it..."

"Then, what about Boss Shen?" Huang Yuan was convinced by what the other party said.

"He, he went back to the capital to take care of his old age, and he couldn't take care of the bookstore, so he gave half of Songyun Bookstore to me." The two books Lin Lixuan sold in the bookstore became more and more popular, and the money he accumulated for him became more and more popular. More and more, plus the operation of shops in the county, he already has a considerable amount of silver.

There are no luxuries in this day and age, and Brother Yan and Zhao Liniang don't like to wear expensive jewelry, so most of the money the family earns is idle there and has nowhere to use it.

It happened that Mr. Shen, who had always valued and admired him, suddenly asked him if he wanted to buy Songyun Bookstore, which shocked Lin Lixuan. He didn't agree to Mr. Shen on the spot, but said that he would go back and discuss it with his family.

As a result, Lin Lixuan brought the news back to the Lin family, but Zhao Liniang, who was always stingy with money, actively and strongly supported him to take over the bookstore.

"If the silver is not enough, mother will sell all the chickens on the mountain."

"Where is this going? If the taels of silver are not enough, even if mother sells all the chickens, it will still not be enough."

"...Anyway, such a good opportunity must not be missed. Boss Shen is really a good person. Mother kisses a stick of incense and asks the Bodhisattva to bless him."

Lin Lixuan asked Mr. Shen why he wanted to sell the bookstore, and Mr. Shen replied: "In a month, I will leave Quanshui County and go to the capital... I am already old, and I am afraid that I will never come back in my lifetime."

Mr. Shen was originally an official in the capital, but later he was involved in a political reform and came here half demoted and half exiled.

Now that the new emperor has succeeded to the throne, the past is gone, and with the fact that his son and daughter-in-law are all there, Mr. Shen put aside everything in the past, packed up his mood and went to settle in the capital.

"So it's like this..." Huang Yuan suddenly realized and nodded, "Brother, you are really lucky... From now on, I will rely entirely on you."

After he finished speaking, he jumped up with joy, and flung himself forward fiercely on Lin Lixuan. Lin Lixuan didn't notice for a while, but he was caught by him, and his upper body hit the wooden table.

"You, your clothes are full of tea..." Lin Lixuan lifted the hem of his clothes, saw the tea stains on it, and was so depressed that he didn't want to speak.

He dodged that cup of tea, but not this man, what a disaster.

Huang Yuan rubbed his hands together in front of him with a face of doing something wrong, Lin Lixuan gave him an annoyed look, then raised his eyebrows:

"Is this your attitude of asking for help?"

After saying these words, Lin Lixuan poured himself a cup of tea leisurely, with an attitude of being an old man who didn't want to be beaten.

"Brother Lin, I beg you." Huang Yuan changed his face in a second, acting coquettishly.

At this time, Lin Lixuan choked on the tea in his mouth, he threw the cup away, and he would definitely not drink the tea before the conversation ended.

"You don't want to talk like Brother Yan, no, Brother Yan just likes to call me Big Brother Lin, you are following that Shen Youyun... Do you want me to shake all the goosebumps off my hands for you to eat?"

Huang Yuan: "We are all educated people, so it goes without saying that it's disgusting. Old Lin, you're a brother, so come and help me."

"You have to promise me one condition."

"What conditions?"

"Don't call me an old fruit farmer again."

"Good, good, good, small fruit grower, medium fruit grower... big fruit grower..."

"..." This mouth is really poor.

"...I was wrong, Boss Lin, Boss Lin."

Huang Yuan's face changed in a second, like a sky full of wind and clouds, his face was full of flattering smiles, cheap and happy.

"For your sincerity, I promise you."

Huang Yuan jumped up happily, "Okay, then I will thank you in advance, we are brothers and I will not harm you, just borrow your printing workshop to help me print a few copies for myself to read."

"..."

"Why do you look at me like this? I'm also self-aware, okay?"

"Huang Yuan, I've read all the things you wrote, and the plot of the story is pretty good. That's the one...Have you considered drawing it?"

"Stop joking, do you think the landscape paintings I painted are landscapes? I'm afraid it will make people laugh..."

"The characters you draw are very interesting..."

Huang Yuan supported his chin with his hands, pretending to be in thought: "...do you want me to draw the story I wrote?"

"Yes, you guessed it right, I think this is very suitable for you. The story in your belly is not attractive enough to describe in words, but if it is replaced with intuitive pictures-you can draw a little exaggerated, pointing Maybe it will be liked by the public." Lin Lixuan relentlessly persuaded the other party to give up literature and focus on painting, he really felt that this method was suitable for Huang Yuan.

Of course, he did this for selfish reasons. Since taking over Songyun Bookstore, he has planned to start an ancient journal.