Red Mansion Aesthetics Debris Flow

"Sorry, but I don't know how to read." Lin Zhanyang waited for him to finish writing, and silently memorized his gestures.Then he tilted his head.

"Pfft!" The little book boy next to the young master laughed.

The young man pursed his lower lip, looking a little helpless.After hearing the little book boy's words, he immediately frowned and looked at him.The smile on the little boy's face couldn't hold back, and he immediately became a little stiff, with an embarrassing expression:

"Cough, the master's surname is Yu, the name is Junci, and the character is Zhangyuan."

Royal resignation?

Lin Zhanyang looked at Yu Junci, and found that the other party was also looking at him, so he responded with a smile.

Is it embarrassing to be illiterate?

No, Lin Zhanyang doesn't think so at all.He has only been here for a few days, so it is very rare to be able to swallow the words, okay?As for the words here, he didn't even have the chance to touch the words in Taohuawu, so where is the opportunity for the intelligence brain to collect information for learning?

So the little book boy's ridicule did not bother him at all.

He didn't quite understand the difference between the surname and the first name, and he could only tell that it should be the way people here call each other.It doesn't matter, just make a note of it, and you will naturally understand it later.

Not only Lin Zhanyang didn't think there was anything, Yu Junci didn't think illiteracy was a big deal either.

"Otherwise, how can I say that he is a country urchin, who doesn't even know the words! If he is in the capital, Jia Lian of this age is like that Rongguo Mansion. He should have read the entire "Book of Songs!"

When Lin Zhanyang walked away, the book boy shook his head.

He also said that the south of the Yangtze River is the origin of the culture, and nine of the ten Jinshi went to the south of the Yangtze River, but after all, they cannot be compared with the capital.

Yu Junci didn't look at him this time, only to see him beckoning, and a man in black appeared out of nowhere, and held the little book boy's pulse door without saying a word.

"Wait, wait! Master, what are you doing?" The book boy showed panic.

Yu Junci picked up a branch from the side and wrote on the ground:

"Talk more, calm down."

Although his expression didn't change, the bookboy obviously felt that he was impatient, so he immediately kept silent and didn't dare to refute.Thinking that I have been with my master for such a long time, I should not hate myself for a countryman, so I had to obediently follow that person down, but in my heart I hated the skinny monkey who provoked me to take the lead.

When Lin Zhanyang got home, he immediately spread out the things he bought and looked at each one carefully.In addition to buying some daily necessities such as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar with Lin Qinshi, he spent most of the remaining money on tools and materials such as knitting girls.Although there are many ways to create, but at present, it seems that this is the most suitable for him at this stage.

"Drip, does the host need to activate the warm matching strategy to assist in color matching and patterns?"

"No, no, it's just such a few small things. It's not difficult for me. We are short of resources now, and we use a little bit less energy. We don't need it for the time being."

He thought confidently, at least he is also in the styling department, and the items he made in the past are quite popular, and making some small things is not a trivial matter.

But the fact is that he was slapped in the face.

The next day, he took the things he drove out all night and took them to the town to sell. At first, he followed Lin Qinshi's example and went to other people's stores to sell them on consignment.But the shop owner insisted not to accept it.

Well, the store owner is blind, so I'll sell it myself.

Lin Zhanyang is like those people who came to the town from all over the country to exchange items. They went to the market to set up a stall and began to learn how to buy.

But still no one came to buy.

Barely a few people saw him as a little boy selling the things of these girls' homes alone, and they came to take a look out of curiosity, but the ones he thought were the most mediocre.

What the hell aesthetic is this!

Lin Zhanyang felt his heart ache, but when he thought about his scores every time he skied at low altitude in the academy, he felt as if, maybe, maybe it wasn't their problem. Could it be that his aesthetics had deteriorated again?

Until sunset, Lin Zhanyang didn't sell a few.He rubbed his stomach that started to growl, feeling a little bad, what should he do if this goes on?

There is still a little capital and materials left, or else just open the strategy according to Zhinao's suggestion, and follow the above?

Although it was a little humiliating, life forced me to seem to have no choice.

Just as he was thinking, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him.His knuckles are slender, smooth and flawless, and he holds an iron fan in his hand.

Lin Zhanyang's eyes brightened, and he raised his head:

"It's you?"

Yes, the person who came was Yu Junci.

He nodded, with a little smile on his cheeks, although the curvature was not obvious, it softened the entire handsome face.

He changed his clothes and looked very clean and fresh.Lin Zhanyang got closer, and he could tell at a glance that the fabric on his body was light and soft.

With so many people coming and going in front of Lin Zhanyang today, there is no shortage of high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Gusu City, and even because it is an important north-south traffic route, there is an endless stream of businessmen and businessmen coming and going.But only his clothes made Lin Zhanyang feel comfortable and appropriate from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Zhanyang, whose aesthetics was severely slapped by reality just now, couldn't help but glance at Yu Junci again.

And Yu Junci was looking carefully at the several handkerchiefs in his hand.The stitches are meticulous, and the patterns are a bit weird, not the usual plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, fish, insects, flowers and birds.There are a few pieces that are like random collages of different color graphics, but somehow people feel that the color matching is a bit comfortable; there are also a few pieces that are embroidered with unknown beasts, yes, it is a beast, and the wildness is hard to bear. Tam's fierceness almost rushed to his face.

How can there be such a handkerchief?

A strange and absurd thought arose in Yu Junci's mind, could it be that this veil was embroidered by the person in front of him?

Because he really couldn't imagine that there would be a girl embroidered with such virtues.

But, for a man who used up a dozen handkerchiefs a day, this kind of handkerchief unexpectedly hit him inexplicably.

Seeing Yujun's speech for a long time without saying a word, and then taking root in front of his stall, Lin Zhanyang blinked:

"I see that you have been holding it for so long, but you can't decide which one to buy? Let me say that no matter how the handkerchiefs in my place look like, the quality is good anyway!"

Isn't appearance one of the important criteria for measuring the quality of handkerchiefs?Yu Junci wanted to laugh, but seeing Lin Zhanyang's serious appearance, he nodded involuntarily.

Seeing Yu Junci and listening with great interest, Lin Zhanyang became more energetic, and worked very hard to give him his work Amway.

This kind of mood is rounded up and probably called "unrecognized talents, but finally met Bole". Thinking about it, there is still some emotion in my heart.

The more Yu Junci listened to it, the more he wanted to laugh, trying to control his expression with difficulty.

He originally wanted to ask who embroidered it, but when Lin Zhanyang spoke, his face seemed to be shining, and his eyes were shining, so he was embarrassed to interrupt him.

It was not until Lin Zhanyang stopped and breathed a sigh of relief that Yu Junci made a big circle on the stall with his hand, and then compared himself.

"...What do you mean...you can't...have everything, right?"

Yu Junci nodded with a smile, and took out a piece of silver.

Countryman Lin Zhanyang took it in a daze, heavy—this is the weight of life!After a long pause, he reacted:

Damn, I met someone who was taken advantage of!

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