Ming Leng was hospitalized in an accident, and Ye Yifan could see that this thing didn't even tell the truth to Ming Shan.

Since he didn't even say Mingshan, Ye Yifan couldn't continue to ask. When you come back, I'll ask him when Mingshan is away.

"Cun Yong, where is the place to sell painting tools in the county?"

Ye Yifan and Ye Cunyong walked out of the surgical building and walked towards the parking area.

The predecessor Ye Yifan rarely went out, so the current Ye Yifan is not very familiar with the county seat.

"I remember there were a few stationery stores that seemed to sell them... I'll show you there. Ye Cunyong replied.

After the two got into the car, Ye Cunyong reacted from Ye Yifan's words. "It's not Yifan, why are you buying that thing? It won't be for Ling'er and Yu'er. ”

"I use it myself. Ye Yifan stuck on the seat belt. "Let's go, let's see. ”

Ye Cunyong took Ye Yifan around the county town and entered several stationery stores.

The quality of the painting tools in the stationery store is either too poor or too limited to public pencils and ordinary white paper, and Ye Yifan is not very satisfied.

The two of them have been running around for more than an hour, but they still haven't found anything.

Ye Cunyong wondered, aren't the painting tools all paper and pens, just buy some and get it. But Ye Yifan was good, he simply touched and glanced at it, pinched it and looked around, and then shook his head and left.

According to what he said, either he dislikes that the manuscript paper is not smooth enough, or he is worried that the water seepage is unnatural, or he dislikes that the eraser is too inferior, and it is easy to scratch the paper or something.

There are also all the tools in the store, there are no dip pens, nibs, ink lines and the like that he wants.

Anyway, no matter how he looks, he can always find a reason.

Ye Cunyong thought that he didn't understand this, so he had to take him around continuously.

Ye Yifan looked out the window and observed the surrounding shops.

At present, Ye Cunyong plans to take him to another stationery store, which is the last one he knows in the county.

No matter what Ye Yifan said, he would buy these things no matter what he said today. But Ye Cunyong can't help it, the last one in the county, if it doesn't work, he can't do it.

Looking at Ye Yifan's resolute expression, he was already ready to go to the city.

I hope Ye Yifan won't toss anymore this time, it's been nearly two hours, and the meal is still eating.

"Picture art supply store. Ye Yifan saw a store with a shelf at the door of his house, patted Ye Cunyong's shoulder, pointed to the store and said. "Cun Yong, just go to that house. ”

"That?"

"Picture art supply store. ”

Ye Cunyong glanced at it and found that he didn't have any impression of this shop. "Yifan, this store must have just opened, and the goods should not be complete, or I'll take you to that stationery store first. ”

"Turn the corner ahead, and that's it. Ye Yifan said firmly.

"Oh well. ”

The two came to the door of the store, and Ye Yifan looked at the comic works on the easel.

A cartoon of bloody fights.

Ye Yifan can see from the painting that this painting has not been painted for a long time, and it is probably speculated that it should have just been painted yesterday.

The scenes of the picture and the depiction of the characters' expressions are very delicate, which can make people's hearts feel an inexplicable turbulent mood.

Ye Yifan stared at the comic and thought. If the painting was painted by someone in this shop, then all the painting tools he wants to buy can be bought in this shop.

"It's a good picture. Ye Cunyong followed Ye Yifan and stared at the comics for a long time.

Ye Yifan glanced up at the store and asked with a smile at Ye Cunyong. "Where do you think it's good?"

"Shhh...... I can't tell. Ye Cunyong pursed his mouth, stared at the comic and thought for about half a minute, and then said. "I feel that the picture is cool with a kind of blood-burning beauty. ”

I wanted to ask Ye Cunyong casually, but when he heard the evaluation of this product, Ye Yifan turned his head and looked at him in surprise, almost stunned.

"What? Am I wrong?"

Ye Cunyong didn't understand this comic, but when he saw the kind of appreciative eyes that Ye Yifan showed when he looked at this painting, he looked at him like an expert.

He commented casually, although he felt a little guilty in his heart, but what he said was also sincere.

Just kidding, half a minute of searching for words, that's not pretending, it's a serious use of brain cells.

Ye Yifan smiled and didn't reply, pushed the door and walked into the store.

Ye Cunyong turned his head and glanced at the comics again, took a sip and followed.

Ye Cunyong was really right, and when he entered the store, he found that the shelves in this store were empty and there were no goods.

In the open space in front of the counter was a large pile of cardboard boxes tied upside down.

"Yifan, what am I talking about...... You see, this store probably hasn't officially opened yet. Ye Cunyong glanced at the shelves, looked up and began to look up and down the decoration of the store. "In this more than 60 square meters, it doesn't look crowded with so many shelves, this boss knows how to furnish it. Well~ The decoration is also good, quite artistic. ”

At this time, a man about 1.7 meters tall, with a beard and a small ponytail, walked out of the inner door of the corner of the store.

Judging from his appearance, he is a middle-aged uncle.

"Everyone has seen it, but it's not common for this young man to pretend to be an uncle. Ye Yifan observed the man's fingers and eyes, and said secretly in his heart.

As soon as the man went out, he bent down and subconsciously prepared to hold the cardboard box. didn't notice that Ye Yifan and Ye Cunyong had already entered the store.

Seeing this, Ye Cunyong asked. "Boss, what's going on in your shop? ”

The man was interrupted by Ye Cunyong's voice, and when he just bent over, he looked up, and found that two people appeared in front of him at some point.

The man straightened his waist, clapped his hands, and hurriedly smiled at Ye Cunyong. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't expect someone to come in so soon, I'm sorry I didn't notice you just now. ”

Ye Cunyong didn't expect this "middle-aged" man to apologize to them for this trivial matter, and he was also shocked in his heart. "Hey, it's okay, it's okay, you're busy, let's visit first. ”

Ye Yifan looked at the man with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and admired his attitude very much.

Although the reputation of a store is linked to the service attitude, these factors are only reflected in the form, but they are also the key that cannot be ignored, and they can determine the booster of the future development of a store.

"Two handsome guys, my store hasn't officially opened yet, this thing is still in the box, I'm just opening the door today to sort it out, why don't you drink some water and visit it today, we will open the day after tomorrow." The man's voice was gentle and respectful.

The last sentence obviously has the meaning of driving people, but the man's tone beautifies it, so that people will not feel embarrassed after listening to it, but will bring a sense of well-respected coolness.

Ye Yifan can't wait for the day after tomorrow, because he will send Cao Jiaoming the material for character comics tomorrow.

"Need help?"

"Huh?" The man didn't seem to understand what Ye Yifan said.

Ye Yifan repeated. "We can sort it out for you, if you're not afraid that we're bad guys. ”

The man raised his brow with a stammering face, and replied with a slight stammer. "It's... I'm so embarrassed about that. ”

The reason for the delay in the opening of the store is still the problem of manpower, the man is the owner of the store, and because he has not yet recruited employees, he has to tidy up by himself.

It's been sorted out for three days in a row, and it's a lie to say that you're not tired.

When Ye Yifan said that he wanted to help, he felt a little happy in his heart, but it was not easy to say it directly.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, just sell me. Ye Yifan patted Ye Cunyong's shoulder. "Don't be idle, help. ”

"Ah!!" Ye Cunyong said to Ye Yifan with a frown. "No... It's not Yifan, we're here to buy something, why do we still help. ”

Ye Yifan picked up the carton and patted it, turned his head and said to Ye Cunyong. "Let's be helpful and learn from Lei Feng's selfless spirit. ”

"Huh...?" Ye Cunyong didn't understand.

"Who is Lei Feng?"