After Yang Yuanliang left, the old man slowly took the model in his hand, looked at the line, and slowly walked in. The cloth slowly came out, and his heart was beating. He seemed to be back in his twenties and thirties. When he first started a big business, he knew that his keen sense of smell sensed that he had a sharp edge.

"The news, you take it, you have made new clothes and styles according to the size of my mother and concubine, I don't look at it, you see! But there must be one in the middle!" The Su family carriage in the laboratory, Yang Yuanliang did not take it home, and went directly to Splendid Square.

Boss, as soon as I heard Yang Zhuang Yuanliang say, "Look at Old Man Su again, I cried and said, "Guest officer, fifty pieces of unparalleled cloth! One piece of cloth can save time in making another piece of clothing." Within a few days, I received a lot of business. You're tired of our tailors, you can't finish it!"

Wow, make at least two sets of cloth for each piece. You change the rest of the cloth into clothes. I also want to make seasonal costumes. If ready-made clothes made of good materials are not enough, you can give me some more discounts. You have to get them to my house before midterm. If you cheat, the Su family won't deal with you!" By the way, after Yang Yuanliang accepted the silver ticket, he compared all the money with the shopkeeper. Hands trembling in the cinema.

"You go back!" The people who opened the Su family and locked him up were to deter Jin Xiufang's master, and then Yang Yuanliang went home with his dream.

Although he didn't take care of him, although he didn't allow others to eat at the table, although he didn't go to the bed of his daughter-in-law and concubine, and although no one in the Wang Taichang family respected him, she also liked the small house of the Taichang family, which was less than five square meters.

Lying on the single bed in this small house, he didn't have to think about anything. He can sleep whenever he wants. This uninterrupted life was fundamental to his previous life.

"Did Yang Yuanliang go today?" Wang Qiuping questioned Yang Yuanliang's family, and Yang Yuanliang said, "Tavern, big field!"

Wang Qiuping put down the pen, but took a desolate breath. Hear her say him.

"My son called Zhong back! My wife is not called Rouman. This way of speaking is too rustic. Yang Yuanliang caught up with these people in three or two steps, expressed his desire to make friends, and immediately gave me a sister who was disturbed.

Yang Yuanliang himself knows how abrupt he is. It was only when he walked in that he discovered that there was a chasm between a woman and her ex, Fang Ruoman, and that they were not the right height and accent.

But for the comfort of his heart, Yang Yuanliang was still tied behind this group of people and found their old wrinkled palace corners.

The Miyakota is a three-storey apartment that is common on the street. The Administrator stood four times, attempting to enter without access. Yang Yuanliang asked for a bowl at a roadside stall and didn't know what to do. He walked with the stall owner for a while and began to ask what was going on in the building around the corner.

The host spoke very well and told Yang Yuanliang that the corner tower of the palace was a high-class violin room. It is not necessarily impossible for people to enter the corner building. People don't even think about it. If they want to enter the corner building, they must first go to the Shang'a Chaoyu West Building on the next street. Only when they are recognized, they can play here.

Yang Yuanliang understood in an instant that this was similar to the Asée Loft, whether there was talent or not, it was a private club for later generations, and no one could bring it.

Yang Yuanliang thought to himself, his nasty woman's violin skills seemed to be very good, and she would definitely bring it. But when his wife thought about it, she knew that he was close to other women. It is estimated that Wu Lanxiang will never be able to get him out of bed again. In the end, she decided to learn to play the violin in her purse and leave the house in a quiet place.

I don't know that Yang Yuanliang came to the next street of Shang'a Chaoxi Tower under the guidance of the boss again. There are many people on the first floor of the building looking at musical instruments. They didn't have time to meet him. Yang Yuanliang didn't know much about these instruments. He found a set of instruments and looked at the lute.

When the little boy was taken care of casually, he asked him, "Do you know where to learn the violin?" The young man was fine, raised his hand and said, "The third door on the left side of the second floor!"

Yang Yuanliang hesitated to go up, knocked on the door, and replied. Yang Yuanliang went in. Once inside, he looked around. It's full of musical instruments. There is only one old man and a rare age of people who are alive. He asked them what they wanted. After that, he told him that there was no time for classes every day and that they would study when they came.

Let people take Yang Yuanliang to the third floor to have a look. If you think that's right, you can pay for the book written here. Yang Yuanliang, according to the name of the little four, changed his shoes and quietly walked to the third floor.

Through the window, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged at a low table, his hands on the violin, but not jumping. Eighty-nine children sat cross-legged across from him, their hands on the violin.

"Is this a craft? It's the same as practicing Chinese characters?" Yang Yuanliang was not too worried, so he asked him, "There are no big children here, children? For example, at my age?"

Xiao Si smiled and said: "When I learned violin, I was seven or eight years old, of course, like a boy, three or five years old a year. Yang Yuanliang said: "I heard that there are many people in the palace corner tower who are familiar with this song. How can I pass the exam and get into it?"

As soon as Xiao Si heard Yang Yuanliang say these words, his son laughed. Here, people like Yang Yuanliang wanted to go to the building in the palace corner, because there were too many there, but he patiently said, "Half a year, you can play a song at that time." ”

"How long was the last time?" Yang Yuanliang asked, and Smith replied, "We'll start commenting soon." I'm afraid we're going to go for the first month next time. ”

Yang Yuanliang asked again: "Is there no other special way?" Xiao Si replied: "The three movie theater managers who can enter the palace corner can also recommend you!"

"Grab the silver ticket!" Yang Yuanliang spent money to learn violin. He didn't have much to do right now. Even if he wants to make friends with film managers who can go to the palace corner, he needs some time and energy to play the violin carefully.

"That'...... Guest officer!" Xiao Si stopped Yang Yuanliang, Yang Yuanliang asked, "What?" Xiao Si sighed in his heart: "Do you still have a violin? We practice violin here, all the children use it, you have a long arm, or to yourself!"

Yang Yuanliang and Xiaosi went up to the first floor and began to choose T.

"It doesn't matter if the name of the story is forever hurt. Yang Yuanliang began to tell the story in classical Chinese. The children on the side of the story don't know that the story has never been heard. They were curious and listened quietly.

Shang Hye-yong's story is simple. It tells a gifted child who doesn't study, goes out to perform every day, and ends up missing out like a normal person. After listening, Mr. Huang said to Yang Yuanliang: "This guest officer has such a good talent, shouldn't he laugh at this child?"

Yang Yuanliang smiled and said, "Don't panic, I have other stories." When he heard the second story, the eldest princess was pierced in the eye. He just didn't understand the story. He only knows Yang Yuanliang Cai, he is very good, but he is also angry with him.

Yang Yuanliang didn't listen carefully to the second story, but opened his mouth and said: "Everything in the world is difficult. For the children in the class, Yang Yuanliang began to talk shamelessly about the name of Qing A Chao and suggested that they study.

The content of persuasion is simple. Two monks, one poor and one rich, thought of the South China Sea. Wealthy monks say getting to the South China Sea is difficult and dangerous. They were worried about it before they arrived. Poor monk cheats in the bowl. All the while, beggars and their guests were persuaded by it to end up in the South China Seas.

The reborn immortal is young