A day later, the videographer tested 10,000 photos, and the officials in the administration building bought one or two of them.

The rest of the photos are placed at the photo studio store and are sold on the same day.

Some old orcs stood guard at the door of the photo studio early, and as soon as the sky lit up, a small queue formed at the door.

The owner of the breakfast shop on the next street saw the orcs queuing, his eyes lit up, he called the waiter in the store, carried a few baskets of steamed buns to the queue, and sold them on the spot: "Fragrant meat buns, one for one, buy ten and get two free!" ”

The orcs were hungry, and when they saw the owner of the meat bun lift the steamer, a cloud of white mist poured into the sky, and the fresh aroma of the bun wafted to their noses, and their throats unconsciously gurgled.

"Boss, I'm going to have two!"

"Boss, I'll buy ten!"

"Are there any other buns, the meat buns are a little tired."

The orcs scrambled to come up with a few pennies to buy meat buns from the meat bun owner.

At this time, the price of Tomorrow City is low, a penny is a bun, and the orcs are not panicked at all when they have money to spare.

The new citizens were a little hesitant, they used to suffer in other towns, and it was normal for them not to eat for a day, but they often ate grass when they didn't have rice or mush.

Not to mention meat, you are lucky to see it once a month, and under normal circumstances, you will have meat to eat within a year.

After a while, the first batch of meat buns was sold out, and the orcs who didn't bother to buy the buns swallowed their saliva, and watched the others hold the buns in their hands and swallow them in big gulps, and their hearts were not at peace.

The thin skin was punctured by the teeth, the tender red flesh was exposed to the air, and the aroma of the meat wafted to the noses of the orcs in line, and the taste was bigger and more exciting than just now, making people tighten their whole body and accelerate the secretion of saliva in their mouths.

The bakery owner went back and forth, and with a bang, the orcs turned their heads to look, and the owner moved a few new steamers.

"I didn't eat the buns, the buns are very fragrant, freshly out of the cage, tomorrow city signboard early!"

Goo rumb, the orc who didn't buy the bun swallowed his saliva, couldn't hold back the desire in his heart anymore, trembled, and took out three cents in extreme confusion, "Boss, bring me a meat bun." ”

"Okay, three meat buns." The boss smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, and he was so happy.

While selling steamed buns, the boss took a look at the photo studio that had not yet opened and asked, "What kind of name is this photo studio, so many people exclude?" ”

"Hey, it's a long story, didn't you read last night's "Tomorrow Evening News", the first photo studio in Tomorrow City opened today, commemorative photos of the maiden voyage of three steamships, five dimes each."

The shopkeeper shook his head, "I was busy stocking last night, so I didn't have time to look at it." ”

"Then you have to go to the newspaper office and buy a copy of last night's newspaper to read, the content is absolutely amazing, you can't miss it." Speaking of the photo studio, the orc eats the meat bun with a big mouth while explaining what photography is.

Photography, in the literal sense of the word in the lingua franca of the Lionheart, means to embody an image into something, while newspapers say that what is seen with the naked eye is printed on photographic paper.

Since the report on the warship is an important political content on the first page, the report of the photo studio is not on the first page, but on the second page of the relatively secondary section.

Even so, it still occupies an entire page, which shows how much attention the official compares to the photo studio, and the orcs have also come to the photo studio.

The first photo is of great commemorative significance, and the photo studio printed 10,000 copies for the first time under the instruction of the Administration Department, and was not afraid that it would not be sold.

Ten minutes later, a clerk came to the door of the store and was shocked when he saw a group of people excluded.

"Please wait for another ten minutes, I have to clean the store." The clerk opened the door sloppily and then went inside to clean up.

"I'm waiting, my legs are numb."

"I've been standing for half an hour, and I don't care about those ten minutes, little brother, you scan quickly and take out all the goods."

The orcs craned their heads in the doorway and looked into the shop.

The photo studio also has a modern décor, with large windows with high transparency and beige wallpaper on the walls of the store, with green leaves painted by the artist.

There are also three electric lamps hanging on the ceiling, and a layer of opaque plating is added to the surface of the electric lamp, so that the light is not so dazzling, warm yellow and warm yellow, shining on the wooden furniture below, all covered with a layer of warm light.

"It's a beautiful shop."

"Look, there's a picture on that wall, it's so realistic!" There were orcs staring wide-eyed, staring at a wall-mounted photograph of a huge steel steamship with a line of huge text plated on the side-chord steel wall, which was the code name of the warship.

Under the warship, there is a row of surging heads, and people stand on the bank of the river, becoming the scenery of the warship's voyage.

After another two minutes, the orc, who was the store manager and cameraman, also came to the photo studio, and he was relieved to see so many people lining up in advance.

The number of 10,000 copies of the first printing is too much, and to be honest, he doesn't know if he can sell it out, but now that he sees so many people queuing, he feels most relieved.

"Boss, what does the picture look like, is it the one on the wall?" The orcs' eyes gleamed with excitement, and their mouths were full of energy, and they were eager to buy one now and put it in front of them.

"yes, that's the picture." The boss nodded affirmatively.

The orcs screamed in surprise.

"So real!"

"It's more real than drawing, it's a terrifying technology."

"Boss, I want to buy five tickets, when will they go on sale?"

"Wait, please wait." The store manager enters the store, carries boxes and boxes of photos, and then takes out the ledger and puts it at the cash register.

The clerk also finished cleaning at this time and stood at the cash register ready to collect the money.

The orcs in line were already eager to see through it, and when they learned that they could buy it, they all poured in.

"Please line up in an orderly manner, or I'll call the police!" The store manager screamed nervously, clutching the photo box for fear of being robbed.

Fortunately, the orcs were in the stage of quality education, and when they heard the police, they immediately clamped their tails and quietly returned to the queue.

"Hello, how many do you want to buy?"

"Get me five!" The orcs excitedly handed over two yuan and five corners.

The boss pulled out five photos from the box and handed them to the buyer.

When the buyer got the photo, the orcs in the back stared at the photo with their eyes wide.

"It's so real!"

"I've seen this picture, it's exactly the same as yesterday!"

"Incredible! Praise tomorrow! The orc drew a circle on his chest, bowed his head slightly, and looked reverent.

The first buyer gets the photo, immediately walks out of the store, and then looks at the first inch of the photo in the sun.

The pictures show huge warships across the water of the Yellow Canal, swaying woods, crowded and enthusiastic orcs, sunlight and white clouds, everything is so real.

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