Living from the underworld to Hakurei Shrine, and then living from the shrine to the human world, looking at this house that temporarily belongs to him, Fujiwara Ki breathed a sigh of relief, and he finally settled down.

The room was a little damp, it seemed that it had not seen light for a long time, and when it was first opened, there was a musty smell coming from inside, that is, the rotten smell of the old wood, that Mr. Yuki had been dead for nearly two months, and although there were foreign humans living in the world, no one had picked this room yet.

The whole house has only one floor, the front is the living room, which is somewhat spacious, and the two doorways from the living room to the right lead to the two bedrooms, and there are also doorways connecting the bedrooms.

Through the barrier behind the living room, there is a warehouse behind it, and there is a kitchen at the back.

The room was empty, only a few chairs and benches, the kind that had been used for a long time, and looking at the insect-eaten appearance on it, it was estimated that it was dangerous to sit. In the bedroom, the futon bed and everything are gone, and the only thing you can see is a worn garment, which is stained with blood, and it is estimated that the people in the world look a little ominous and don't need to touch it.

After tidying up all the things in the house, the useless wood was ready to be burned, and after eating an unaccustomed lunch in the world, Fujiwara decided to start decorating the house. He plans to use his salary to run a restaurant in the world, anyway, he is also a court master in Baiyulou, and it is not bad to open a restaurant in the world.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Ki used his salary to buy some daily necessities, bought furniture and pots and pans, and collected some fresh vegetables from the farmers in the world to eat at night.

Soon it began to rain in the sky, and the prediction of the dragon god statue was quite accurate.

After dinner, Mr. Huiyin came, but only a greeting, and there were no guests after that, and in the next few days, Fujiwara made a window in the living room of the house, and opened up the back kitchen and the warehouse, so that the back kitchen became much larger.

Not only that, but Fujiwara also sealed the door of the first bedroom, leaving only the passage between the two bedrooms. And the second door farther away from the living room was replaced by a modern sliding door.

It took him a lot of time to do this, but fortunately, there were carpenters and blacksmiths in the world, and Fujiwara didn't encounter too many difficulties.

If he were to start with a little bit of mining and iron smelting, it would be better to do nothing.

After the renovation of the gate, all that was left was the signboard.

Fujiwara is not going to use a wooden plaque to make a signboard, because the house has only one floor, and there is no place to hang a wooden plaque on the root, and if you have to force it to be hung, the size of the wooden plaque will shrink, so Fujiwara is going to hang it under the eaves with a curtain, as long as the name of the store is written on it.

But when it came time to write the name, Fujiwara made a mistake.

The reason is that although he is ashamed to mention the ugliness of his words, it is an indisputable fact. In particular, this is an unused brush, and it would be ridiculous if it was placed on a signboard.

However, the difficulty was only for a moment, and after thinking about it, Fujiwara Ki wrote his dog-planing font on the drapery. "Jumian", it seems that this name is used a lot, and I always feel a little inexplicable.

Hanging the curtain, Fujiwara Ki stood at the door of the store, looking at the ugly big characters and nodding with satisfaction, in short, that's it.

"Yo, Fujiwara, are you still working on your restaurant?" Fujiwara was looking at the fruits of his labor, when a yellow hair came over next to him.

To be honest, the first time I looked at the yellow hair of this explosive head, Fujiwara Ki felt a little itchy in my hands, for no reason, I just thought: Yellow hair, just take a beating.

Although this guy looks like a bit of a bad young man, he is actually a pure and unpolluted resident of Gensokyo, just a funny personality, and there is a lot of potential to be baka like Qiluno.

"It's Akiyuki Yamashita. Fujiwara turned his head and saw Huang Mao, his spirit fell, and he greeted angrily, "You went to move bricks and came back?"

"What is it called moving bricks, I am also sending firewood, sending firewood. ”

"Isn't that different?" Fujiwara rubbed his eyes listlessly.

Obviously, moving bricks is not the same as selling firewood, although they are both physical work. ”

"So it's better to move bricks, and only a fool like you can move bricks and hit your own feet. ”

"That's shooting yourself in the foot, and have I ever done such a stupid thing, was your language taught by Teacher Huiyin?" Akiyuki Yamashita didn't argue about the stupid, but argued in the latter sentence, that is, he didn't deny the fact of the stupid.

At this time, Zhaozhi saw a few words written on the signboard, "Who made this signboard so ugly, those words are not as good as what I wrote." ”

Fujiwara Kiki paused as he stretched his waist and coughed, "Well, it was written by the person who made this cloth, but it has already been written, so that's it." ”

"You're so casual. ”

"Okay, the house renovation is done, it's time to open the store tomorrow, I'll show you something. Fujiwara clapped his hands, took out a flyer from the house, and handed it to Akiyuki.

The flyer is printed with a sketch of Fujiwara's restaurant, and in the corner there are sketches of several dishes, and in the center of the picture, a text introduction to the house is written.

"How's this flyer, is it attractive?" asked Fujiwara.

"Well, the painting looks very good, and it looks very attractive to get a voucher for every ten dollars. ”

Of course, a large eastern country uses bad marketing methods, and it is also applicable to Gensokyo.

"Well, but ......" Akiyuki Yamashita touched his chin and muttered for a while, "but this word is ugly, it will greatly reduce the effect of the flyer, but it is much better than the one on the signboard, did you write it?"

The corners of Fujiwara's mouth twitched, and his eyes looked up to the sky, "How is it possible, this is written by the person who made the flyer." ”

"How do I feel like you wrote it. Akiyuki Yamashita looked at Fujiwara with suspicion.

"If I write, will I make my flyer so ugly?" Fujiwara looked at Akiyuki Yamashita with Baka's eyes, "Instead of worrying about my words, phew, instead of worrying about this word, you should think about your own situation." Why don't you come to work in my shop? ”

"What's in your shop?" Akiyuki Yamashita looked at Fujiwara, "you're not crazy, are you?" Do you know how to cook as a big man? Isn't it a waste of time for me to come to your shop? ”

"But at least it's safer than going inside and outside the world, when chopping wood in the wild, in case you encounter any monsters, isn't it dangerous?"

"There's no way around it, if there was any special medicine that could cure my father's illness, I wouldn't have worked so hard. ”

"So come and help out in my shop. Fujiwara reminded again, "Even if it doesn't work, it will be good if you continue your work then." ”

Akiyuki Yamashita looked at Fujiwara seriously, with some hesitation on his face: "Okay, I'll continue to chop my firewood when your shop closes." ”

"Well, just look, it's definitely not going to be what you think. Fujiwara Ki smiled confidently, "Then you can come to work in the store tomorrow, remember to arrive before eight o'clock in the morning, don't be late, your house is more than ten meters away, there is no reason to be late." As for the salary, round it up, it's 20 copper coins per day, and I'm also a small business, so I don't have so much income. ”

"Really?20 copper coins a day, I chop firewood for a day and it's only 6 yuan" Fujiwara Kiri's eyes lit up when he saw Akiyuki Yamagami, and the yellow hair on his head trembled, and when he saw Fujiwara Nodding his head, he said excitedly: "Okay, I know, then I'll go and talk to my father today." ”

After saying that, he couldn't wait to run back to the house, and the speed was almost as fast as that of the shooting pill.

Fujiwara looked at him with a smile, what a fool.

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