In this regard, Lin Tian could only reply hehe, after all, who knew who you were in the ghost hand three at that time! Even at present, the fame of the ghost hand three contains too many coincidences and artificiality, if it is so simple to become famous, then on the way to pursue the dream of stardom, there will not be so many people who fall into the sand.

"Burn the bun..."Lin Tian calmly said his evaluation.

Ghost Hand San does not deny that after living at such an old age and doing 'revolutionary' work all his life, if he didn't even have this bit of face, he would have starved to death a long time ago.

"You just envy, jealousy, hatred!"

"I'm envious, jealous, hateful, is there a mistake!" Lin Tian's eyes widened, "What's the matter, do you care about your little income?"

"Don't admit it, in my opinion, you just envy my master's name!" The ghost hand blew three times, it was spitting and flying, and the smug little old man looked like everyone gritted their teeth when they saw it...

Lin Tian shook his head speechlessly, and didn't argue with Ghost Shousan, but asked, "How much do you earn by writing for others?"

"Not much, not much, that's all!" Ghost Hand San waved his hand again and again when he heard the words, looking very modest, but his expression betrayed him very honestly, and at the moment, Ghost Hand Three was deep with three fingers.

"I'll go! Three million?" Lin Tian was shocked, what kind of word is this? This is a money-grabbing thing! No wonder everyone always says that this kind of person who plays with the pen is the best at making money, and this Nima is not an exaggeration, right?

Originally, Lin Tian always thought that works like this kind of calligraphy had to be written by those famous ancients, but now it seems that modern calligraphers are not very good!

You know, how long has it been? I looked at the words written by the ghost hand three before, the size is not big, and there are not many words, and the front and back are only a minute out of the nod, so calculated, if the ghost hand three keeps writing every day, according to the speed of one in two minutes, twenty-four hours a day, one hour and sixty minutes... I'm going~ a lot of money!

"Not so much, not so much, only about 300,000. ”

Ghost Shousan was taken aback by Lin Tian's tone, he is not a person like Wang Xizhi, even if someone praises him, his words are not worth so much, and there are so many people who come to ask for words every day, this is still from time to time, so he is already very satisfied that he can earn 300,000 yuan for so many days.

"300,000 yuan? That's okay! This is much faster than printing a dollar of steel..."Lin Tian teased.

"Haha, who's to say it's not, it's much easier to write a few words than to sell antiques. Ghost Hand San laughed, and it could be seen that he was still so proud of this matter, but after laughing, Ghost Hand San sighed: "There are many people who have come to ask for words in the past two days, but the weight of this red envelope is getting less and less..."

Lin Tian rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "Okay, you, just at your speed, dozens of sheets a day are thrown out, even if someone plays with you, your words are not worth much, do you know that scarcity is expensive? This is like an antique, in the same era, the one with a lot of inheritance and a small amount of inheritance look the same!"

Ghost Shousan woke up suddenly when he heard this, and slapped his thigh: "That's right! If I write like this, sooner or later I will become a cabbage! No, I have to close my pen for a while!"

Saying that, the ghost hand three walked to the table, found a big white paper, and wrote hard, and finally, two neat lines of small letters jumped on the paper: Seal the pen today, please return the word!

"Tut-tut... Not bad... Let's have a hunger marketing in the future, and it will be sold in limited quantities..."After picking up the paper and looking at it in front of him, he found a waiter and asked him to stick it to the door.

After doing these things, the two finally sat down, and this time, they sat very steadily...

"Speaking of antiques, it's true, there is really no comparison between more and less on the market..."Ghost Shousan took a sip of tea, and then continued the previous conversation and began to chat with Lin Tian.

Originally, Lin Tian was here to relieve his boredom, and it was actually not bad to chat, so the old man was quite energetic.

And what the two didn't know was that as soon as the notice of the ghost hand three was posted, it immediately made the people outside fry the pot, just kidding, they stood outside against the sun for so long, and then there was such a show?

It's like you go to prostitute something, rush to the hotel to open the room, and then the foreplay is done enough and you almost kick the door, only to run into the police sweeping that... Can you not be depressed?

"How so..."

"That's right, I've been waiting for so long, why didn't the master write it?" The person who came to ask for the word complained, if he hadn't seen the two five big and three thick security guards standing at the door of the antique store, they would have rushed in a long time ago!

"I'm sorry! the master is tired today, if you want to ask for words, you should come back another day!"

It's obviously not the first time that the waitress has faced this situation, no, it should be said that the situation that happens here every day is similar to now, the difference is that in the past, the ghost hand three really wrote that he didn't want to write before closing the door to rest, but today he took the initiative to bring it up, so in the face of this situation, the waitress is also a little easy to deal with.

"Let's go, let's come back tomorrow..."

Just as the begger turned to leave with a disappointed expression, a little boy in the crowd had a gleam in his eyes, and instead of following the large army away, he squeezed into the crowd.

"Ah, son, why are you going?" the little boy's father was stunned when he saw that the little boy suddenly broke free of his hand and ran away, and then he was a little afraid that the little boy would have an accident, so he said urgently.

You know, in densely populated places, going against the current is not a good choice, and if you are not careful, it is easy to have a stampede.

Although there were a lot of people at the entrance of the Ghost Hand Third Store, fortunately, the place was so large that it was not crowded, but there were also a lot of people, and the little boy only walked a few steps, and his father couldn't see him.

"Damn, we'll see how labor and management clean you up in a moment!"

The boy's father was very angry at the boy's disobedient behavior, and said that he would teach this stinky boy a lesson in a while, anyway, he beat the child on a rainy day, and he was idle when he was idle~ But the cruel words were so, and the boy's father still chased after him.

"Haha! I've got it!"

When the boy's father saw his son, he found that his son was holding a large piece of rice paper in his hand, and his mouth was laughing unbridledly...

And the people around who are slowly leaving, all look back at their children...

The boy's father felt a little embarrassed, and said to himself, is he going out later?

"Look, I got it!"

“……”

While he was struggling, he suddenly saw his son waving his hand happily at him...

Nima, I'm really afraid of something! Secretly glanced at the surrounding melon-eating crowd, and saw that they were really looking at him, and the boy's father suddenly felt so ashamed...

"What a fuss!" the boy's father walked quickly to the boy's side, snatched the rice paper from the boy's hand, and kicked the boy lightly by the way: "What is this?"

The boy's father opened the paper in his hand as he spoke, and then he was stunned...

"Seal the pen today, please come back if you have something to do? Nima! Stinky boy! Why did you tear off the big poster that the master had posted on the door!" said the boy's father angrily, his mind was now full of trouble, and now he didn't want to ask for the master's work.

"But... Daddy, don't you really want the master's work, isn't it?" the boy rubbed his buttocks, which didn't hurt, it was just his habitual action, and then, the boy asked with some grievances.

The boy's father was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the words in his hand, and asked the two female melon eaters standing at the door eating melon seeds: "That, this eldest sister, is this written by the master?"

The waitress Xiaohui spit out a mouthful of melon seed skin and blinked: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"That's... I'll give it back to you..."

"If you want, take it!" Xiaohui said that she was not interested in this kind of big-character poster.

"Really... Really?"

The boy's father's eyes lit up, and the eyes of the people around him who also came to ask for words but hadn't left in time were red, Nima!

Thinking of this, the eyes of many people looking at the boy's father changed...

And those who have children at home are thinking: I knew that I also brought the bear children at home... Maybe it's mine!

"Dude, don't you sell the words in your hand, the price is negotiable!" Suddenly, a man came up and smiled at the boy's father, and the man's movements seemed to drive the whole machine.

"Yes, yes, the price is negotiable, how about I give this number?"

"Ten thousand! I'll give me ten thousand!"

"you don't have it! 10,000 want to get the master's work? I'll give 10,000!"

In the end, the entrance of the three Ghost Hands seemed to have turned into a vegetable market, and it was a mess.

And the boy's father had just come back to his senses, and then the baby put away the words and laughed: "Don't sell it! Stinky boy, go! I'll make you braised pork tonight!"

"Oh~!Okay!There's braised pork to eat!" The boy was very happy to hear this, for him, the word "ghost hand three" is not as important as a piece of meat, well, this is probably the most real idea of children.

When Xiaohui told Ghost Hand San what happened at the door, Lin Tian, who was listening to the whole thing next to him, couldn't cry or laugh, who would have thought that a big-character poster written by Ghost Hand San could also cause a small commotion outside?

After listening to the whole thing, Ghost Shousan saw that Xiaohui was still waiting for his reply, and after a little muttering, he said, "Take it away, it's just a big-character poster." ”

"Oh, then I'll go down. The waitress Xiaohui saw that it was really as she thought, and the ghost hand three didn't care about it, nodded and left.

As soon as Xiaohui left, the old and unserious guy of Ghost Hand San was immediately revealed, if it weren't for his 'big wet' identity, he really wanted to laugh unscrupulously twice, he's a fool!

Lin Tian couldn't see others the most, especially the smugness of the guy who was good with himself, so Lin Tian said a little sourly: "Any notice you can be robbed like crazy, ghost hand three, why don't you go to heaven?"

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