"yes, okay. Zhuo Peng didn't say much, but said calmly: "You can play with confidence, I will implement this matter properly." ”

Hanging up the phone, Zhuo Peng's eyes added two words in front of the market written on the whiteboard.

Originality.

"Creative market?" muttered the secretary.

"Yes, Creative Marketplace. Zhuo Peng took the pen and drew a rough simulation of Shabu: "You can draw a piece of land out of this area, and leave this piece for volunteers to set up stalls, they can sell what they want, there is no limit, the only requirement is to be all handmade." ”

Truly handmade with unique, creative gimmicks.

This is the real participation of the whole people!

In addition, the Ministry of Information is also operating, we must have Internet thinking, based on the operation platform of "e-commerce + market", and bring together non-standardized products with concepts such as "retro, handmade, original, and independent design", which is the main purpose of our market. Zhuo Peng's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and his eyes were blazing: "Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

"Very well, today's meeting is here for the time being, and the meeting is adjourned. Zhuo Peng waved his hand, and the people in the conference room quickly left.

Is there a puppet market? He really wants to see it......

At this time, Lu Zi'an and Shen Mange were walking into the No. 10 shop, a simple and clean shop, but it was actually very ordinary inside.

Rows of log shelves are placed on both sides of the shop, and the unpainted wooden panels show their own color, glowing softly in the faint sunlight.

The porcelain pieces are arranged on top of each other, and the distance between each two works is equal.

No matter which angle you look at, it looks like a quiet and beautiful oil painting.

Yes, Mr. Abu of the 10th shop is a retro shop, and his work is best known for its embossed plates.

The shelves were already quite empty, apparently all bought by someone with a number plate.

The people guarding the door strictly limit the number of people in the store, and only one person will be let in if one person goes out.

Everyone was admiring the work earnestly, occasionally whispering about which plate was more beautiful.

Lu Zi'an and Shen Mange walked forward slowly, one after the other.

These works have a very personal style.

Each plate is very distinctive, and some are carved around it with olive branches, margarites, etc.

Mr. Abu's own blends of grey and pearl grey are so upscale that you can imagine how delicate they can be when paired with food.

"This plate feels pretty quaint. Shen Mange didn't rush to reach out to take it, but when he looked at the thick and thin, he felt that this plate must not be light: "But if it is too heavy, the practicality is not high, and it may be more suitable to be placed in a hotel or on a comparative table." ”

Lu Zi'an snorted and lowered his head to take a closer look at a bowl with a spiral pattern.

"You see, these works are mainly molded and carved by hand. ”

"Uh...... I really can't see how you can see this......"

Lu Zi'an smiled: "According to the direction of the line, this kind of texture of lines and arcs can't be made by the machine......"

He paused, shook his head and sighed: "This kind of plate seems simple, but it is actually very troublesome to make, because it is very flat, and there are too many details, and the defective rate must be very high." ”

"This gentleman seems to be an insider!" A deep voice sounded behind him, and a middle-aged man walked up to Lu Zi'an's side, and said with a light smile: "Mr. is also from Huaxia?"

At the same time as he looked at Lu Zi'an, Lu Zi'an was also looking at him.

This person was wearing a retro kimono, and on such a hot day, even the neckline was very neat, and it was clear that this was a person who was strict to the point of being almost harsh.

I just don't know why he came over to talk, it stands to reason that this kind of person generally doesn't talk to others easily.

Lu Zi'an smiled and nodded: "Mr. too?"

"Oh, I'm not, I'm a puppet. The man stretched out his hand and smiled: "Hello, I'm Kawaguchi Saba, 45 years old, I just met a master of your Huaxia at shop No. 27." ”

The master of Huaxia?

Lu ...... Linyuan. Lu Zi'an shook hands with him and temporarily said his screen name: "No. 27 store, okay, I'll go and see it later." ”

"Ah, your surname is also Lu?" Kawaguchi Saba smiled again, but this time the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he looked at Lu Zi'an's eyes with a meaningful meaning: "Are there many masters with the surname Lu in Huaxia?"

What does this make him say?

“...... Sort of. ”

Kawaguchi Saba looked at Lu Zi'an again, and this time, he brought some caution and scrutiny.

There was a sharp light in those slightly narrowed eyes.

How can you see that this young man is more similar to the person on TV?

He said coldly: "Mr. Lu, have you ever heard of the peerless son?"

“......”

Shen Mange next to him couldn't help but laugh sullenly, and squinted at him: Look what you say!

However, she obviously underestimated Lu Zi'an's belly blackness, he nodded unhurriedly, and said matter-of-factly: "I've heard of it, he's very good." ”

Kawaguchi Saba frowned: "Under the fame, it is actually difficult to deserve." Sometimes, fame can be fried, like an idol group, stir up the heat, and become famous. ”

Shen Mange immediately wanted to quarrel with him, but was stopped by Lu Zi'an with a look.

Lu Zi'an walked forward without hurry, and said quietly: "Oh, Mr. Kawaguchi has seen him?"

I've never seen you comment like this, it's not credible after all.

"Yes. Kawaguchi Saba's brows furrowed even tighter, as if he was quite impatient: "I saw it just now, this person is the most arrogant and ...... I have ever seen Arrogant people, he has no so-called Qingfeng Langyue morality, and he has no temperament of a master, which is really a bad violation of "Moon Spirit"! Sure enough, he is too young to bear it!"

Shen Mange looked at him silently: This gentleman, do you know that the person you complained about is standing in front of you?

And Lu Zi'an was a little more far-reaching than she thought, his eyes were slightly dark, and he paused: "What does Mr. Kawaguchi mean is that Master Lu in the twenty-seventh shop claims to be the unequaled son?"

This time, Kawaguchi's speed of answering was noticeably slower.

He first took a deep breath, as if he had countless resentments in his heart but forcibly suppressed them, and finally exhaled lightly, revealing an extremely faint smile: "Yes." ”

There was no trace of yearning in that faint smile, only full of sarcasm.

As soon as Lu Zi'an turned his footsteps, he walked towards the door, but Kawaguchi Sapo didn't notice it, and still followed him: "Let me guess, Mr. Kawaguchi is here for Master Lu today?"

"yes. Kawaguchi Saba said with some self-deprecation: "It's so famous, I heard that he was coming, so I changed my clothes and rushed over......"

If it weren't for the fact that he felt that this meeting was very important, who would wear a kimono to the market? He was so hot that he was about to suffer from heat stroke.

If he hadn't been so angry, he wouldn't have come to Mr. Abu's shop to calm his anger.

Mr. Abu's works are always the most painstaking, and any cup can be seen to be full of sincerity, and it is very popular when you see it.

"Mr. Kawaguchi, the unequaled son is indeed very good. The smile on the corner of Lu Zi'an's lips remained unchanged, but the bottom of his eyes was already solemn: "Believe me, you will see a different Lu Zi'an." ”

"You are from Huaxia, so naturally help him speak. Kawaguchi Sapo was a little excited, and thought that he had met a fellow practitioner, but unexpectedly he was also brainwashed by Lu Zi'an, and he was not interested at all, and he waved his hand and wanted to leave: "If you see Lu Zi'an, tell him, don't be arrogant, my puppet country is full of talented people, waiting for him to come to the door...... Oh, the jargon of Baigongmen is to hand out posts, right? ”

Lu Zi'an's eyes sharpened, and although his voice remained unchanged, there was a hint of strength: "What did he do?"

"I didn't do anything. Kawaguchi Saba remembered the scene that happened before, and his fingertips were still trembling with anger: "He only said one sentence." ”

The arrogant young man stood in the crowd like this, in front of the shopkeeper, and sneered: "With all due respect, everyone here is rubbish. ”

"......" Hearing such a sentence at first glance, Lu Zian really couldn't cry or laugh.

Dare to love this impostor, but he is still a very poisoned middle school and second disease patient.

But chatting like this, Kawaguchi Saba couldn't leave in the end.

Looking at Lu Zi'an, who was surrounded by slaughter, he also thought about it.

How does this gentleman look angrier than he is?

It's an illusion, it must be an illusion.

After Lu Zi'an entered the No. 27 store, he went straight to the young man who was surrounded by the crowd.

The voice from inside was extremely clear: "This is black painting, but so, have you ever seen a colorful painting......"

"That's Maki-e. Lu Zi'an interrupted him coldly, successfully attracting the person's attention: "Master Lu is erudite and talented, haven't you heard of this?"

His words were really hard to hear, and the master couldn't stand the stimulus, so he immediately turned his head.

The moment he saw the other party clearly, the man was stunned for three seconds, and with an oops, he jumped three feet high: "Ghost!"

Obviously, this person recognized Lu Zi'an.

It's good to know, and it saves him the trouble of explaining.

Still want to run?

"I just thought I was a ghost!" Lu Zi'an twisted the man's arm and smiled sadly: "Explain? Lu ...... Master?"

When parallel goods meet genuine products, when counterfeit brands meet originals.

Lu Zi'an's hand gradually pressed the man to the ground.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, Master Lu let go of me, ahhhhhhhh

The people around him were all dumbfounded: this, what the hell is going on!?

Kawaguchi Saba was even more dumbfounded, his Chinese was slippery, he naturally understood their conversation, and stared at Lu Zi'an with wide eyes and a hellish look: "You, you, he...... ...... the hell he is?"

Lu Zi'an let go of his hand, and the man jumped up with a snort, puffing up his chest: "Okay, Mingren doesn't say secret words, I said it directly! I'm fake, this is the real Master Lu!"