Chapter 2 Are you an idol or are you an idol
"I know, I'll write a few more words for someone tomorrow, and I'll change it for you-" Liu Nange was about to comfort Su Xiachi, when suddenly there was a loud noise behind him, and the three of them looked back, and it was actually the bed that was stacked of wooden planks and stone bricks and cracked in half!
Liu Nange immediately got up to check, and found that the center of the wooden board was hollowed out by insects, and it was so rotten that it didn't look like it.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.
There are only two rooms in the courtyard of the Liu family, one is the Liu Ci boudoir converted from the firewood room, and the other is the bedroom for eating and entertaining guests.
Thinking of this, Su Xia Chi sighed heavily and put down his chopsticks.
Liu Ci slowly chewed the green vegetables, silently watched the expressions of the two, and suddenly had the idea of saving this poor family.
Isn't it just about making money?
What was not to make money in ancient times, was it difficult?
"Daddy, I'm full, while the sky is still bright, I'll go out to eat!"
Liu Ci put down the dishes and chopsticks and ran out.
Yu Guangzhou, where she is located, can be regarded as a rich land, the north to Beijing is only a hundred miles, the south to the canal from the city through the city, west of a number of Outer Mongolia fortress trade routes, east to the sea, the envoys of various countries cruise ships are from here into the port, Liu Ci took advantage of the market has not dispersed, roughly strolled around the street, found that the business here is not generally developed.
All kinds of Western gadgets are not uncommon in stalls, the catering industry has also opened take-out windows, bookstores, teahouses, painting boats, rouge shops have become popular "celebrity endorsements" and celebrity specials, and there are several private schools, there are no harsh constraints on women, the average level of education is not low, this environment is very optimistic.
It seems that there is still a lot of room for her to play.
She also went through several rounds of entrepreneurship in modern times before finally gaining a foothold in the cultural and creative industry .......
"Did you hear that? The little prince has been in Beijing for more than a month, and he is going back to his home today, and I don't know if it's true or not. ”
"It must be true, didn't you see that the carriages of several prefectures were parked at the mouth of Baishui Alley, just to wait for the little prince!"
"I don't know if Miss Qu is here, what kind of joke is she going to make today?"
There was a restless wind in the air, Liu Ci only felt that the girls' fat powder fragrance was getting stronger and stronger, and the little girls in pink were running in the same direction.
The mouth of Baishui Lane extends in all directions, there are already several luxurious carriages waiting there, the curtain of the carriage is only lifted a small half, and the embroidered shoes of the ladies can be vaguely seen, Liu Ci was dumbfounded, it turns out that the ancient people are so equipped to chase stars, and the vision of the carriage is good, which is really enviable.
Speaking of which, she is also a star-chasing maniac, she was a fan of her sister when she was a child, and she was a fan of her mother when she grew up.
Liu Ci stared at the gate of the palace and was distracted, not noticing that King Zhongxian's convoy had returned to the palace, and the girls around him kept whispering, until the most luxurious one in the carriage opened the curtain first, and the young lady of Qufu was holding a large wooden box to hand to the little prince, and the girls suddenly broke out screaming!
Liu Ci was taken aback, hurriedly raised his eyes to look, and was stunned in place for a moment.
Wang Xiaobo?
How is this loyal and virtuous king Xiao Yuhuai exactly the same as the idol she chases?
Before the mourning period of the Xiao family was completed, Xiao Yuhuai was wearing a gilded dark robe, with a white silk tied to his right arm, and neatly turned over and dismounted, and walked towards Qu Qiushuang.
Liu Ci looked at him several times in shock, until he saw a straight face, a straight nose like a peak, thin lips, an angular side face, and even a trace of arrogance and youthfulness in his narrow black eyes were exactly the same as Wang Xiaobo!
What a hell!
Did he cross over too?
"Where's your letter, girl?" Suddenly, someone patted Liu Ci on the shoulder, and Liu Ci looked back to see that it was a little girl with braids, holding a stack of letters, "Hey, why aren't you wearing a brooch?" Could it be that you are not one of our Bonding Society? ”
What will it be? Xiao Yuhuai's support club? Was the ancient star-chasing industry already so organized?
The little maid looked around Liu Ci, snorted coldly from the tip of her nose, pointed at her and said, "You are not a member of our bonding society, you can't be in this position, please leave!" ”
Liu Ci translated, probably because the support group had chartered the VIP area, but she didn't join the support club, so she had to go to the ordinary seat.
"Then I—let me go!" Before Liu Ci could explain, two tall and strong women suddenly appeared behind him, and they couldn't help but pull her out of Baishui Alley and throw her on the ground!
"I'll go, and the bodyguards have it too?" Liu Ci patted the soil unwillingly, "Not to mention that there are hundreds of people, why is Wang Xiaobo so popular in ancient times." ”
Liu Ci muttered, unwilling to go home.
It's just that there is a question in my heart, is Wang Xiaobo coming over?
If only I could ask in person.
To be able to see idols, you need to enter the support club first, and what brooch is needed to join the club... Can you go the other way?
In the middle of the night, Liu Ci suddenly got up in his clothes, ran to bed, lit an oil lamp, and wrote and drew on paper.
Those fans of the little prince are not to mention that there are hundreds of people, if you release a peripheral figure album, not only can you see the little prince, this is a business opportunity!
It's just that Xiao Yuhuai's identity stumped Liu Ci, who didn't understand the law, how could it be appropriate for him to go out of the periphery?
Squeak—
The door was pushed open, and Liu Nange held the oil lamp and found Liu Ci who did not sleep.
"Girl, why don't you rest?"
Liu Ci put the tip of the pen against the brush, and said distressedly, "I just saw that Zhongxian King, he looks really handsome..."
"In love? Also, you have also reached the age of the first love, don't be afraid, give advice for your father..."
"No, no, I want to sell his things for money, such as his portrait, his exact clothes, or jade pendants, brushes, and autographs?"
Liu Nange was stunned, and sat on the bench thoughtfully, "If it's the former, you can dig the back wall of the palace for your father, but sell it for money..."
Liu Ci heard that three black lines appeared on her forehead, is her father really reliable?
"The portrait of the little prince is absolutely impossible, my court law decrees that all the portraits of the princes and nobles shall not be passed on, as for the jade pendant, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, most of the palaces are expensive, I am afraid that the people can not imitate it."
Liu Ci frowned and nodded, the ancient law is indeed a major obstacle around production, so can she change her mind?
If you make both peripherals and legally, get support...
Liu Nange yawned and went to sleep first, Liu Ci bit the brush and thought about it, drew one after another on the rice paper, and finally fell asleep when the sky was bright.