After finishing dinner in the cafeteria and returning to the dormitory, Mu Mengling only saw Lin Xiao alone.

"What about Zhao Yan?" Mu Mengling put down his things and asked.

"She said that the midterm exam is coming, and she is going to study at night with her books." Lin Xiao replied.

"Have you eaten?" Mu Mengling washed his face, and then remembered that he didn't know if Lin Xiao had eaten dinner?

"Zhao Yan helped me get food." Lin Xiao looked at the romance novel, Mu Mengling asked, and she answered.

Mu Mengling sat on the chair, started cutting paper, and worked for two or three hours, during which he used scissors and carving knives to complete a total of six works. It's really a lot of energy, it seems that I'm usually too lazy, and I always think about tomorrow and tomorrow.

Lin Xiao occasionally looked up from the book and saw Mu Mengling put down the knife, so he asked out loud: "Lingling, what have you cut, I'll take a look." ”

Mu Mengling swept the confetti on the table into the trash, put away the knives, and picked up his masterpiece stall to show Lin Xiao.

"Hey, this butterfly is even more beautiful, more delicate than the one you gave me last time." Lin Xiao exclaimed.

"Well, the one you gave you last time was just a simple cut-and-slew, but this time I used a carving knife, so it's a little more like." Mu Mengling explained.

"It's so pretty." Lin Xiao couldn't put it down.

"I can't give you these, I'll cut some for you when I'm free." Mu Mengling said yes first.

"Got it, got it. Don't forget, busy people. Lin Xiao waved his hand indifferently.

Mu Mengling packed up his things, packed them in a large book, and put them in his backpack casually.

After Mu Mengling did this, he saw that the time was about the same, and then packed up and went to bed.

"By the way, if Zhao Yan comes back, help me talk to her, don't forget to find a framing shop with me tomorrow morning." Mu Mengling rested his head on the pillow and didn't tell Lin Xiao.

"Got it." Lin Xiao replied.

Mu Mengling fell asleep with peace of mind. She found that after she came back from rebirth, she was eager to save more money in the bank of time, but unfortunately the bank gave you twenty-four hours a day, no more than a second, no less.

Mu Mengling got up refreshed the next day, and after settling breakfast with milk and bread in the dormitory with Zhao Yan, he took the bus directly to the city center.

Zhao Yan: "Lingling, where can we find it, there are so many stores." ”

Mu Mengling carried his backpack and looked up. "Follow me." She remembered that in her previous life, there was a gallery in the neighborhood that also took care of the framing business, and if possible, Mu Mengling also planned to ask if she could sell her works in his shop.

Zhao Yan followed behind Mu Mengling, passed through a group of dazzling shops, turned around, and finally stopped in front of a secluded side street.

"Here we are." Mu Mengling raised her chin and motioned for Zhao Yan to look ahead.

"What kind of business can the shop in this place have!" Zhao Yan looked at the surrounding environment and said a little incredulously.

"The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. Some stores don't look cold on the outside, but in fact, their daily turnover is unimaginable. Let's go inside. Mu Mengling smiled and took the lead in the store.

Zhao Yan hurriedly followed.

The door of the store is made of transparent glass, which presents everything in the store in front of the eyes of passers-by.

Mu Mengling pushed open the door of the store and stepped in, a very simple shop, facing the wall of the store door hung an oil painting of sunflowers, the sunflowers released their enthusiasm infinitely against the sun. On both sides of the wall are oil paintings and ink paintings. Under the walls on both sides are long desks, on which are neatly stacked with picture frames, large and small; There are also several paintings under the desk.

Beneath the oil painting of a sunflower, a middle-aged man is sitting at his desk and talking on the phone.

Mu Mengling finished looking at the store, and when the middle-aged man put down the phone, she stepped forward and asked, "May I ask how many framing methods do you have in this store, and what are the prices?" ”

When the middle-aged man saw Mu Mengling coming up, he asked the way and price, and couldn't help but look her up and down. Wearing a long yellow shirt and khaki suspenders, the whole young college student looks.

"We have three kinds of frames, cardboard, and scrolls, and the price depends on how big you get, and the bigger it is, the more expensive it is. Little girl, what are you going to do? "When middle-aged people see that they have business, they naturally don't push people out.

Mu Mengling took off the backpack, took out a butterfly cut yesterday from the bag and handed it to the middle-aged man, "Uncle, look at it, how much does it cost to install a frame like this?" ”

The middle-aged man looked surprised, and reached out to take the papercut, "Little girl, where did you come from?" "The butterfly in the hand is like a living one, and the most special thing is the lines on the butterfly's body, which seem to be cut out and carved out.

"Uncle, a friend asked me to get this for her, and I don't know where she got it from." Mu Mengling said. Zhao Yan, who was standing on the side, looked puzzled, but she didn't ask on the spot.

When the middle-aged man heard that someone else had asked her to get it, she was a little disappointed, but she still had to do business.

"If your friend's size were to be framed, it would cost about fifty yuan a piece."

"So expensive!" Zhao Yan was frightened.

"Can it be cheaper? If we all frame here in the future, can we give a price for long-term cooperation? Mu Mengling knew that fifty yuan was actually cheap, but she didn't have much start-up capital, could it be that she just pulled Wang Zixuan into the house yesterday, and she had to ask Wang Zixuan for the entry money today, it was too realistic.

The middle-aged man smiled: "Actually, the price I gave is already very cheap." Or if you make it cardboard, that kind of one will be cheaper. The middle-aged man suggested.

Mu Mengling shook his head, "Forget it, fifty is fifty." Gritting his teeth, he took out the remaining ones, "Get these ones together, a total of three hundred, can you make an invoice?" ”

The middle-aged man took the rest of the sheets, and his expression became amazed, "Little girl, does that friend of yours consider selling alone?" ”

"Sell alone? Uncle, how about we do it another way? Things are framed in your place, and the framed things are stored in your store to sell, how about the proceeds from the sale? Mu Mengling tentatively realized, after all, it takes time and materials for people to frame.

The middle-aged man thought about it and thought it was feasible, "Okay, but I'm seven and you're three, how about it?" It takes a little time to get these things up, so why don't you pick them up next Wednesday? Or do you just put it in my store? ”

"Okay, I agreed for my friend, just seven for you and three for me. These are useful for my friend, so I'll wait for the next time. Mu Mengling refused.

"Okay then." The middle-aged man said disappointedly.

took out three sheets from his wallet and Grandpa Mao paid for the framing, and exchanged it for an invoice, and a sentence popped up in Mu Mengling's mind: Money is like toilet paper, it looks like a lot, and it will be gone when you use it. Woo......

When the two came out of the store, Zhao Yan asked Mu Mengling: "Lingling, why didn't you just tell him that you cut it?" ”

Mu Mengling raised her lips and smiled: "Not revealing your abilities in front of strangers, this is a way to protect yourself. I don't know what kind of person that person is, just like I don't tell people that I know how to judo, because I can't say if it's my lifesaver or maybe it's my disaster one day. "It's a double-edged sword.

Zhao Yan nodded.

"Alright, where are we going for the rest of the day?" Mu Mengling asked.

"Let's go shopping." Zhao Yan winked mischievously.

Mu Mengling smiled bitterly: "My wallet was bleeding profusely just now." ”

Zhao Yan: "I didn't say to buy it, I just shopped, let's see if it's always okay." ”

"Well, then what are you waiting for, let's go."

The two of them talked and laughed and walked towards the colorful shops.