Qing Dai smiled at him flatteringly, and then said, "I don't think this matter is so difficult to solve." ”

"Tell me, then, what do you do?"

"It's simple, since my godfather is afraid that continuing to copy books will affect Mr. Zhuang, then he just doesn't copy books......"

"You kid......"

"Mr. Zhuang, don't worry, you listen to me first, what the Lin Mansion said is that you are not allowed to give me a father's job, but it didn't say that you are not allowed to give someone else work."

Mr. Zhuang nodded, with some doubts on his face, can this other person copy books to make money, and what does it have to do with Shi Zikang?

"Qingdai, do you want to copy the book instead of me, isn't this ......?"

Mr. Zhuang was a little surprised when he heard this, and hurriedly interrupted: "The girl knows how to read? ”

"Well, get to know some." Qing Dai nodded.

"If you know how to read, you must be able to write?" Mr. Zhuang's eyes burned.

Without waiting for Qing Dai to speak, Shi Zikang hurriedly said, "Sir, this is not appropriate." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Although Qingdai can read, she is young. ...... age."

"What's wrong with being young, I see that the girl is very clever, as long as she can write, then you can start with a simple copy.

"You were only in your teens when you first came to my shop to help.

"This girl is smarter than you when she looks at it, and she has ...... ability to copy books."

"Sir, even if Qingdai can copy, but she is my goddaughter, what is the difference between her copying and mine? Lin Fu ......"

"I don't know what kind of goddaughter you have, and the Lin Mansion only said that you were not allowed to work, but it didn't say that you couldn't give it to others.

"I opened the door to do business, so I didn't hire someone to check my identity one by one and then report to the Lin Mansion."

"Sir, you're using strong words!"

"Two, two! Stop arguing, and listen to me first......"

"Qing Dai, you ...... about copying books"

"Girl, don't listen to him, let him do it if he loves heroes, you can't be confused.

"Even if he is your godfather, he can't be the master of this matter, you ......"

"Indigo ......"

"Girl......"

"Stop! Stop! Qing Dai looked at the two people in front of her who were arguing without saying a word, and only felt that she was two heads old.

This Mr. Zhuang is the first time she has met, and she still doesn't know it, and she doesn't dare to judge herself.

But Shi Zikang has some understanding, how to say that she has also been in the Shi family for a few days.

Shi Zikang is not such a childish person in her impression, how can he meet Mr. Zhuang as if he has changed people, and he has completely lost his previous stability.

Seeing that the two of them were about to speak again, Qing Dai took a deep breath and quickly picked up the conversation.

"Godfather, listen to me, I don't copy books. Mr. Zhuang, although I can read, it does not mean that I can write. ”

Qing Dai was also a little embarrassed when she spoke, and whispered: "I write very slowly, and the handwriting is not very good, I'm afraid I can't copy the book at my writing level......"

In her previous life, as an art student, she had also taken the course of calligraphy.

He was even proud that he could write quite well with his brush.

But that 'good' level can only be seen in the modern student days.

Now showing calligraphy in front of the ancients, it is simply a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

Besides, she has also seen Shi Zikang's words, it is simply a calligraphy master, no, a grandmaster, a senior grandmaster.

Compared with him, the few brush words she wrote out were simply impossible to read the series.

Shi Zikang was relieved when he heard her say this.

He was really afraid that Qingdai would be young and vigorous, so he thought that this job was simple and he responded casually.

Although it is not a difficult task to copy a book, it is by no means easy, and you must be patient.

The handwriting is neat, and secondly, there can be no typos or omissions, which is only the most basic requirement.

At Qingdai's age, it is a fun time, how can I calm down and copy books.

"Girl, don't ...... don't write well now?"

"Mr. ......"

Qing Dai is also smart now, and has made up her mind not to give the two of them a chance to speak.

At this time, he hurriedly interrupted: "Mr. Zhuang, don't worry. I can't copy books, but I can do anything else. ”

As she spoke, she pointed to the folding fan placed on the table on one side and said, "I see that there are two kinds of folding fans here.

"What is the difference between those with and without a fan. How much does it cost? ”

"This is just the most common fan, and there are usually twelve pennies without a fan surface.

"If you have a fan, it is much more expensive, and generally speaking, the price is also set according to this fan......

"What about this one?" Qing Dai casually took a handful of the fan and asked, "How much is this?" ”

"This painting is a landscape map, although the landscape map is not difficult, but the technique of this painting is quite ingenious.

"Therefore, the price of this fan should also be slightly higher, and it will cost 100 yuan."

"So much more expensive?" Qing Dai was a little shocked when she heard this.

Although the painting on this fan is not bad, it is only not bad.

With this level of painting, can you make the price of a fan turn so much?

"Sir, a fan of the same quality is so expensive because of a fan, can it be sold?"

"Hahaha." Mr. Zhuang listened to her childish words and was a little amused, and touched his chin to talk about his beard.

Then he smiled: "Of course it can be sold, it's not the old man who brags."

"In my shop, fans with painted surfaces are often booked before they go on sale.

"The handful in the girl's hand is the goods that arrived this morning, and there is already the owner, and someone will come to pick it up in the afternoon."

"Can you still make a reservation?"

Qingdai was really a little surprised: "How to book, is it the customer who made a request first, what kind of fan do you want and then book?" ”

"Definitely. If there is a mention on the reserved fan, you can ask for the content of the word, but you can't paint it. ”

"I don't know what I'm drawing, what it's like, what if I don't like it?"

"If you don't like it, you can wait for the next batch, but the fan surface of this painting is already rare.

"Besides, those who can take on this painting fan are generally experienced painters, how can they not like it?"

"What do you mean, sir, that this fan with a picture is very popular here?"

"Popular?"

"It's just that people here like fans with pictures? But aren't there many people painting fans? ”

"This is natural, fan-like work, not much money, many painters are reluctant to ......"

"That's it." Qing Dai's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to interrupt: "Sir, although I can't write, I think my painting skills are acceptable." I can draw a fan like this, ......."

"What did you say?" Mr. Zhuang was surprised: "The girl is a painter? ”

"Uh...... I'm a painter, too. "A little bit of indigo.

He smiled: "If you want to, you can try to draw for him now."

"If Mr. thinks that my paintings can still be eye-catching, it is better to give me those fans that have not been painted."

"The girl is saying, now? Do you want to draw it on the spot here? ”

"Now, of course, draw on the spot here."