Chapter 3 Send the God of Wealth!
Zhang Zhao's trip, after using it for less than half an hour, he was tired and sweaty, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his cheeks, Wu Xiaomin couldn't help but shake his head, took out a handkerchief from his body, and helped Zhang Zhao wipe the sweat on his forehead.
Zhang Zhao originally planned to put down the things in his hand, but he felt the faint tingling on his cheeks, and his heart moved, and with the faint fragrance lingering in his nasal cavity, the smile on his face couldn't help but shine a little.
"Alright, give me something. ”
Wu Xiaomin didn't seem to notice anything wrong with his previous actions.
Squatting down with a smile, he opened the plastic bag that Zhang Zhao put aside, lined up a variety of paints from the inside, and then spread the rice paper voucher on the table.
"When painting, the most exquisite thing is paper and paint, it seems that you have put your heart into it. ”
Seeing the good paper and paint, Wu Xiaomin smiled heartily, and his heart became more and more satisfied.
Zhang Zhao couldn't help blushing, the money he had left on him could only buy these things, because he bought less, so he could only choose good things to buy.
Wu Xiaomin's attention was on the drawing paper, and she didn't notice the abnormality in Zhang Zhao's face, she leaned down slightly, and her long hair naturally fell down from her shoulders.
Zhang Zhao's eyes widened suddenly.
From this point of view, you can vaguely see a flash of spring, which is simply beautiful.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhao's heart was on fire, and he forced himself to look away, but he couldn't do it anyway.
Wu Xiaomin concentrated on the pen and splashed ink on the drawing paper, and waited until this stroke was settled, Wu Xiaomin raised his eyes to look at Zhang Zhao.
As soon as the two made eye contact, Wu Xiaomin couldn't help frowning.
subconsciously looked at his chest, and his pretty face turned crimson for a while.
"What are you looking at?, is it good-looking?" Zhao Xiaomin's pretty face flashed with anger.
"Beautiful!"
Zhang Zhao subconsciously spoke, but then he was stunned.
I said...... It's a beautiful painting, and you're even better!" It seemed that there was something wrong with the words before the consciousness Dao, Zhang Zhao hurriedly added.
"Flutter!"
Wu Xiaomin was originally a little angry, but when he heard this, he immediately laughed.
Zhang Zhao also smiled, and then his gaze fell on the drawing paper.
I have to say that Wu Xiaomin's painting level is really good, the brushwork is skillful, and although the statue of the God of Wealth is not fully completed, it can also be seen that the staggered layout and lifelike demeanor can be seen.
Half an afternoon passed quickly, and the materials prepared by Zhang Zhao had basically been used up, and Wu Xiaomin had only drawn a total of twenty statues of the God of Wealth.
I looked at the sky outside.
It was already evening, Zhang Zhao sorted out all these hand-painted statues of the God of Wealth, and then walked out of the restaurant with Wu Xiaomin talking and laughing.
"Zhang Zhao, you dead shit. ”
Zhang Zhao just went out, and there was angry scolding not far away.
Zhang Zhao was stunned and couldn't help frowning.
This guy is really haunted, I didn't expect to meet him here?
Wang Li didn't say much, he had already noticed Wu Xiaomin beside him.
Wu Xiaomin smiled very happily, she confessed to her, she refused directly, but she didn't expect to be with Zhang Zhao, a poor boy, and still laugh so happily?
Wang Li's face became gloomy.
Wu Xiaomin is helping this kid paint the statue of the God of Wealth?
It's good, I will let him not give away a single one!
Wang Li clenched his fists and glared at Zhang Zhao viciously.
"Poor boy, hurry up and leave Wu Xiaomin's side, otherwise I won't know how you died. Wang Li took two steps before he stopped, frowned, and spoke.
"Just you?"
Zhang Zhao frowned, with a hint of banter in his eyes.
With the supergod system, what is a king power?
"Xiaomin, go back, I can't say I have to ask you for help if I can't go back. Zhang Zhao didn't care about Wang Li, looked at Wu Xiaomin with a smile, and waved at her.
Saying goodbye to Wu Xiaomin, Zhang Zhao ignored Wang Li and went home with the God of Wealth.
Because the next day is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, although the New Year has come to an end, but the flavor of the New Year is very full.
Some firecrackers can still be heard around.
In many households, red lanterns have been hung at the door, and the smell of the New Year has not faded with time.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Zhao got up early in the morning amid the sound of firecrackers. Walking the streets and alleys began to send the God of Wealth.
He quickly arrived at his destination and knocked on the door of the first house.
This is the neighbor Uncle Zhang's house, although the sky is just dark, but the door of Uncle Zhang's house has been opened.
In the open space in front of the door, there are still a lot of debris from firecrackers, and the big red lantern in front of the door is particularly eye-catching.
"Uncle Zhang, Happy New Year, I'm here to send you the God of Wealth. ”
Zhang Zhao smiled all over his face, held the statue of the God of Wealth in both hands, and shouted at the courtyard.
"It's Xiao Zhao?"
Uncle Zhang, an old gentleman with gray hair, heard Zhang Zhao's voice and opened the door tremblingly.
"It's good to send the God of Wealth!"
Uncle Zhang smiled, glanced at the statue of the God of Wealth in Zhang Zhao's hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up, this statue of the God of Wealth is vivid, compared with the statue of the God of Wealth that he bought in the past, it is simply better I don't know how much.
Uncle Zhang took the statue of the God of Wealth from Zhang Zhao with a smile, and without saying a word, he directly took out a few new banknotes and stuffed them to Zhang Zhao.
Zhang Zhao immediately smiled.
This is a good sign, a new atmosphere in the new year, the first time I sent the God of Wealth, I earned dozens of dollars!
Not far away, following Wang Li squinted his eyes, stepped forward with a gloomy face, and took out two statues of the God of Wealth in his car, he thought about it all night last night, this method can make this kid not make money!
Send the God of Wealth, and you won't!
He had already arranged for manpower to keep an eye on Zhang Zhao!
"Hey!"
"Old man, I'll give you a hundred and two, how about it?!"
Wang Li had a smile on his face and spoke casually.
As he spoke, Wang Li had already unfolded the statue of the God of Wealth in his hand.
When Uncle Zhang heard this, he just glanced at the statue of the God of Wealth in Wang Li's hand, and his face sank.
"Bastard boy, the God of Wealth is like a seller? Get out of here!"
Uncle Zhang was originally short-tempered, and Zhang Zhao originally sent the statue of the God of Wealth, and he was happy in his heart, but he was unexpectedly ruined by such a stinky boy who didn't know what to call him.
"Me!"
Wang Li looked confused, he was a gentleman, and he didn't know much about the statue of the God of Wealth.
glanced at the statue of the God of Wealth in his hand, and looked at the statue of the God of Wealth that Zhang Zhao respectfully and reverently held in his hand, and suddenly understood.
"Bastard boy, you get out of here, if you don't get out, I'll beat you to death. As Uncle Zhang spoke, he picked up the broom by the door and chased him out, and Wang Li panicked.
Hurriedly fled, because he was in a hurry, the statue of the God of Wealth in his hand was also lost, and Uncle Zhang stepped on it without hesitation and chased Wang Li.
Zhang Zhao saw this scene in his eyes and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.
Keep knocking on the door of the next house.
After a while, Wang Li continued to follow breathlessly, but there was a hint of resentment in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Zhao.
"Aunt Liu, I'm here to send you the God of Wealth. Zhang Zhao smiled and walked to the door of Uncle Zhang's neighbor.
"Send the God of Wealth, so good! New Year's New Weather, there is a shortage of God of Wealth statue at home. ”
Aunt Liu smiled.
took the statue of the God of Wealth with both hands, and he had to pay Zhang Zhao.
Please God of Wealth, give more and give less is all up to your heart, but often everyone will not give too little in order to please a good lottery.
"This aunt, I also sent you the God of Wealth. ”
Wang Li learned wisely this time, his demeanor was respectful, and his face was full of smiles.
Unfold the statue of the God of Wealth in your hand.
Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment and looked at the statue of the God of Wealth in the hands of both parties.
Zhang Zhao's hand is obviously more refined.
And although Wang Li's is also passable, it looks a lot rougher in comparison.
"Young man, the God of Wealth cannot be insulted, next time you send the God of Wealth, please make your statue of the God of Wealth more finely. Aunt Zhang threw Wang Li a big win, paid eighty-eight yuan directly to Zhang Zhao, and closed the door with a smile on her face.