"Boss, bring me a piece of rice paper!" Gou 13 parked the car at the door of the stationery supermarket, strode in and shouted loudly.

Originally, the salesperson of the stationery supermarket, which didn't have a lot of customers, was instantly stunned, and looked at Gou Thirteen one by one as if they were looking at aliens! Gou Shisan was originally quite interested, but suddenly felt a little weird, and he looked around and immediately froze.

, Lao Tzu is not God, is it interesting for you to watch like this?

"I said you still don't do business?" Gou Thirteen was impatient, what is this paralyzed, no wonder there is so little traffic.

Poof, drunk too! This bastard is embarrassed to ask people if they are in business! The most important thing is that if you let the salesperson know what he thinks, you will probably him, what kind of eyes do you have! This is Wen Jiàn Supermarket, do you think it sells groceries?

"Excuse me, sir, do you want rice paper?" A salesperson who looked like a foreman immediately reacted, and stepped forward with a smile to apologize. I thought in my heart that this stupid hat wouldn't be here to tease us, right?

Brother, don't lie to me if I don't read much!

"Yes, it's rice paper! I'll see where it is, and I'll get one, and if one is missing, I'll get ten! "Well, this product didn't know at all, and his mouth revealed his true nature of being a schoolboy, and the salesman forced a smile and turned red.

Damn, what does this girl mean? My brother knows I'm handsome, but wouldn't it be interesting for me to blush the first time you see me like this? Well, to be honest, you're still good, girl, but buddy has a sweetheart!

"Ahem, Mr. rice paper is not bought randomly, there are many types of it! Well, let's tell you that! Xuan paper is divided into many kinds, according to the paper 洇 ink Cheng dù is divided into raw Xuan, semi-cooked Xuan and cooked Xuan, cooked Xuan is the use of special reprocessing technology to form more varieties of processed rice paper, mainly divided into wax Xuan, Alum Xuan, color Xuan, color Xuan and so on more than 100 kinds. ”

"Then I don't know what size of rice paper does Mr. need? Generally, we have four feet single open, double open, triple open and four open several classifications! The salesman forcibly resisted the idea of despising this bastard, and introduced a lot of professional knowledge, and Gou Thirteen was instantly stunned when he heard it.

Eh, Nima looks like it, so it seems that everyone is not looking at God but at aliens just now!

It's, it's so embarrassing!

"Well, I don't know what kind of paper to buy, but can you introduce me to a good cost-effective rice paper that can draw and write? Well, it's that kind of ink painting, and brush characters, the kind of rice paper that ancient people used to use. "Okay, our Gou Thirteen classmates know that they can change their mistakes, and they find that they are really embarrassed, so they are ashamed to say hello for so long.

"Yes, sir, if it's the kind of rice paper you said, I'll build yì you buy half-cooked xuan. If you want to write and paint, you may need to frame it in the future, so you can choose a four-foot single open, which is divided into three according to the price, of which the best one hundred is 1,500 yuan, the medium is 658 yuan 100, and the inferior one is 1100. ”

"Well, then it's going to be medium! Three-hundred! Gou Shisan was stunned and chose the medium, too good for Lao Zhao to estimate that it would be a waste, and it would be economical and affordable to come directly to the medium.

"Please wait, sir!" When the salesperson heard that the other party asked for more than 600 300 sheets, he immediately laughed and was very happy. Although this guy doesn't understand anything, he is quite generous, and he can raise dozens of dollars for three hundred sheets, which is very good.

Stationery supermarkets target a small number of people, and many students or parents come to buy anything and will not buy it in large quantities, unless it is a school. So they didn't have much chance to get a commission, and they came over with three stacks of rice paper a few minutes later.

"How much?"

"Hello sir, it's a total of 1,974 yuan!"

"Cheng, you don't have to find the money, you can buy something to eat for the rest!" Gou 13 took out 2,000 yuan and stuffed it to the salesman, took the rice paper and hurried away, leaving the salesman a little dumbfounded, Nima, this bastard won't give me counterfeit money, right? Frightened by the thought, the salesman lady hurriedly ran to the money detector and counted the money, and only after finding that there was no problem did she breathe a sigh of relief and handed the money to the cashier.

"Xiaoli is good, please popsicle in a while!"

"That's it, you reacted too quickly just now, I was going to go up!"

"Yo, Xiao Nizi, are you still going to go? Do you have that function? ”

"I hate it, people don't mean that, but that person is pretty cute hahaha!"

"Hahaha"

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Not to mention how happy the salespeople in the stationery supermarket were, it was not early when Gou Shisan returned home. called Ke Lin'er to ask for leave, and then called Yaya's teacher Huang to say that he had something to do, and the child was having dinner at school today, and then closed the door to contact Lao Zhao.

"Hey, how did Lao Zhao fall asleep?" Zhao Mengfu had just eaten breakfast and was about to rest for a while before going to the yamen on an errand, but before he fell asleep, the damn businessman's voice sounded in his ears again.

"Are you still finished? Didn't you say it's a good bet? ”

"yes, that's why I'm here to bring you rice paper! Why do you want to regret it when you keep on doing so? "Gou Thirteen is not afraid of him, although the other party's status is not low, but it is paralyzed that Lao Tzu's?

"Okay, where's the rice paper?" Zhao Mengfu heard that the other party was here to deliver rice paper, and immediately came to the spirit, he had the honor to see rice paper once, the white and smooth paper made him have endless aftertaste now, sometimes he even thought that it would be great if there was a roll of rice paper to paint and write for himself.

"Give you two, see if it's okay!" Gou Shisan said with a cold face, although the other party couldn't see it, he had to show an attitude himself.

Zhao Mengfu was stunned for a while, looked around for a long time and didn't find rice paper, and his anger rose again. But before he could scold, he felt something fall on top of his head, and when he looked up, he was instantly dumbfounded, and looked at the two pieces of paper slowly falling with a demented face.

There is no need to touch it, and at a glance he knows that this is definitely rice paper. And it's better than the rice paper given by the royal family that I saw at my boss's house last time, and I was a little excited and slowly reached out to catch the rice paper, like stroking a lover, gently stroking the smooth and mirror-like rice paper with an obsessive face.

"Hey, you're not stupid, are you?" Gou Thirteen can't stand it anymore, Nima is also a great writer. Can we wipe the saliva from the corners of our mouths, and why are you more obsessed with rice paper than you are when you see beautiful women, why can't you be so cold?

"Huh? Oh, and this is really good rice paper. I don't know what this person is called? Zhao Mengfu reacted and blushed, and then asked seriously.

Why didn't you remember Lao Tzu's name? Gou Thirteen is such a catchy name and easy to understand, impressive, why can't he come to you?

"Cut, it's rice paper, and you want you to say I don't know? Okay, without further ado, these two pieces of rice paper are yours, but you have to give me a calligraphy and painting. Gou Shisan complained in his heart for a few seconds before he said impatiently, that breath made Zhao Mengfu a little unhappy, but thinking that the other party could get such exquisite rice paper, he didn't lift the rod.

"Okay, this official will never break his word. Take a look at the paintings in the house for yourself, and I'll give you any of the paintings you want! Zhao Mengfu said casually after a circle around, calligraphy and painting are his own, and he can write or draw at any time, but rice paper is a good thing! Not only is it good texture, but it's also great for paintings, but it's much stronger than his regular paper.

"Hey, that's good! I want the horse rider and the landscape painting next to it! "Gou Shisantong guò Zhao Mengfu's perspective probably looked at some of the paintings hanging in the room, and randomly clicked on two of them, which were quite comfortable to look at.

"Oh, I can't see that you have some vision as a businessman! This "Man Riding Picture" and "Stacked Peaks" are the most proud works of the official recently, okay, I'll give it to you! Zhao Mengfu sighed and then turned around and summoned the servants to take down the two paintings and roll them up and put them on the table.

"This, this! Dare to ask when did you take the painting? Zhao Mengfu had just carefully put away the two pieces of rice paper, and when he turned around, he found that the two calligraphy and paintings were missing, and asked in a panic. Although he was convinced that the saint's so-called Zi Bu was strange, such a surprising picture was still unbelievable.

"Hehe, the business is done, and we don't owe each other. I'm leaving, old Zhao bye-bye! Gou Thirteen won't tell him how he got the painting, after all, Lao Zhao looked down on him just now.

"Thirteen masters, thirteen masters, go slowly! Dare to ask Zunjia, how to contact you if the official still needs rice paper next time? Gou 13 is leaving, Zhao Mengfu is in a hurry, although he has not tried rice paper yet, but he knows that it is definitely a good thing, but he is reluctant to miss it.

"Oh, this is simple, you just need to silently recite the three words of the thirteenth master in your heart, I will come soon, okay, I wish you a happy worship!" Gou Shisan casually dropped a sentence and went off the line, as for what Zhao Mengfu thought, no matter what he did, he was ready to appreciate the painting he just got, in fact, he was pretending to be a handful, and those calligraphy and paintings were just a pile of banknotes in his eyes.