Speaking of the shops in Qixi Building, it is still the Wanbao Silver Building that seals Wanbao and makes the most money during this time, although he only rents a small door in Qixi Building, but he still calls it Wanbao Silver Building.

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Feng Wanbao made a fortune on the day because of his unique vision.

He saw that the portrait painted by Ah Fu for his youngest son Feng Yulang was very magnificent and beautiful, so he took it and hung it in the shop to decorate the façade.

In the morning, a beautiful lady took the little maid into the Wanbao Silver Building for a walk, and did not ask about jewelry, but instead looked at the portrait hanging in the store.

The little maid walked up to Feng Wanbao, who was sitting in a rocking chair: "Boss, can you sell us this painting?" ”

How can you not sell it if you have money to make, but there is only such a portrait, and it is not convenient to sell it for the time being.

So Feng Wanbao said: "This painting requires a deposit, and it will be taken in a few days." ”

"How much silver?"

Feng Wanbao heard the guest ask how much silver instead of how much copper plate, and intuitively felt that this painting could be sold for a high price, so he said, "Five taels of silver." ”

The young lady didn't blink her eyes and asked the little maid to pay five taels of silver.

After the young lady left, there were dozens of guests in the Wanbao Silver Building all day long and praised the characters in the portrait for their abundance and handsomeness

Feng Wanbao was very excited, his son looked like him, so popular, he had to draw a few more pictures when he turned around.

He had a very flexible brain, smelled a business opportunity, and asked his youngest son to find Afulai in the store.

As soon as Feng Wanbao saw Ah Fu, he pushed Ah Fu to the only rocking chair in the store, "Young Master Fu helps my son draw a few more portraits, the more the better, I will pay." ”

Ah Fu was a little embarrassed: "I still have to go to the academy to study, and I can only draw ten pictures a day. ”

"Ten is also very good!" Feng Wanbao took out two taels of silver and handed it to Ah Fu, "This is the deposit I gave you, and after you finish painting, you will sell it in my store, and after you sell it, I will give you forty percent, you four and I six." ”

Ah Fu felt that this score was quite high, and he couldn't help but be a little tempted.

Feng Wanbao pointed to the portrait and said: "By the way, the hairpin on Yulang's head will be changed to a few more style paintings, and when the time comes, maybe sell more hairpins by the way, then it will be more perfect." ”

Ah Fu is still very serious about doing things, he doesn't know much about hairpins, so he went to the bookstore to check some information.

In the evening, Ah Fu painted a lot of portraits, and sent someone to Liu's house to pick it up early in the morning.

The portrait was hung in the shop and quickly sold. A few days later, Feng Wanbao had a new idea, asking Ah Fu to draw some small portraits and put them in the store, buy jewelry and send portraits, and the jewelry business in Wanbao Silver Building also became popular.

Those portraits attracted a group of female fans, and the daily turnover rose sharply.

Feng Wanbao happily closed his mouth every day.

One day, he saw Mu Xiaogongzi coming to Qixi Building, which attracted many women to watch, so he had an idea and asked Feng Yulang to call Ah Fu:

"Young Master Fu, you can help me draw some portraits of the little son of the prefect's family."

Ah Fu looked embarrassed: "This is not easy to do, you must ask for the consent of Mu Xiaogongzi." ”

Feng Wanbao: "No, you just paint like Mu Xiaogongzi, but don't look like him completely, you can change it to be more handsome and fairy, after the painting is completed, it will definitely look as good as the fairy in the sky, and the business will be better at that time." ”

Feng Xiaogongzi wiped the sweat on his forehead, his father was really greedy, it was not enough to sell him alone, he also wanted to sell the prefect's son.

Afu's portrait of the prefect's son is indeed more popular with women than the portrait of Feng Xiaogongzi.

Feng Wanbao has a sense of expansion in this regard, and feels that he is very talented and has a talent for doing business.

In the past, he drove such a big silver building and lost money every year, but that was not his own care.

Now that he has rented such a small door in Qixi Building, the business is so good, he dares to conclude that the business of Wanbao Silver Building is definitely no worse than that of Mingyue Silver Building opposite.

After a few days, Feng Wanbao had a new idea, "Young Master Fu, you can draw a few portraits of the Seven Women, so that the guests will have more choices." ”

Ah Fu: "I'll ask my sister before I get back to you." ”

Feng Wanbao: "No, I'll ask Miss Xiaoqi about this matter in person." ”

On the second day, Xiao Qi and Hua Xi'er ate at noon while discussing and eating in Qixi snacks.

Feng Wanbao walked in and handed a beautiful box to Xiao Qi,

"A small gift is not a tribute. Little Seventh Girl, I want your brother to draw a few more portraits of you and sell them in my shop. ”

Xiao Qi hesitated and didn't know whether to accept the gift, if he accepted the gift, it would mean that he agreed to Feng Wanbao's request.

Hua Xi'er: "I asked Liu Qingzhi to help write the book and prepare it for printing, guess what is written?" ”

Xiao Qi: "It won't be written about me." ”

Hua Xi'er smiled and nodded.

Xiao Qi immediately blushed: "Wouldn't this be too exaggerated?" ”

"No, the spirit of chivalry should have been preached."

Xiao Qi: "Okay, I'll take the things." ”

At the end of the month, Feng Wanbao settled the accounts and found that he had earned thousands of taels of silver in just one month, and he couldn't help laughing.

When he returned home in the evening, Feng Wanbao said to his wife: "Do you know why Wanbao Yinlou makes money now?" ”

Mrs. Feng asked gently, "Why?" ”

She was actually a little weak-hearted, because a lot of the money in Wanbao Yinlou had been secretly taken away by her younger brother Jin Daya.

Feng Wanbao looked arrogant: "Because I am now a great good person and often do good deeds, so God favors me, so I am like a guest." ”

Mrs. Feng did not comment on this.

Feng Wanbao: "Waiting for the Double Ninth Festival, I want to make a Chongyang cake to accumulate blessings for Bao Qin, and give another 100 yuan to each person over 60 years old." ”

He is serious about this matter, and he has already asked his youngest son to find Mu Xiaogongzi to check, there are only nearly 1,000 people over the age of 60 in the entire Pengzhou City, because each person sends a hundred wen, which is only about 100 taels, and he can still afford this bit of silver.

Mrs. Feng couldn't help but hide her face and cry when she heard her eldest daughter's name, "My poor Baoqin-"

Feng Wanbao: "It's all my fault, I was attached to power in my early years." ”

……

The day before the Double Ninth Festival, Feng Wanbao found someone to make a lot of Chongyang cakes, and directly began to distribute cakes in the afternoon.

His sons came together to find fault.

Feng Dalang: "Dad, if you have money to give flowers to outsiders, you won't give it to your son, you will be thundered by the sky if you do this." ”

Feng Erlang and the others echoed in unison.

These sons are cursing him for being struck by lightning, and Feng Wanbao is half angry.

"You guys are good, if you want to make money, you can come to my shop to do things, I've been very busy lately, and I happen to lack manpower."

Seeing that none of his sons responded, Feng Wanbao was a little disappointed, it seems that he really taught his sons wrong before, and look, they all want to get something for nothing.

Feng Wanbao: "I was not good before, I didn't teach you well, and in the future, any of you who have no money to live will come to work in my shop, and I will give you a very high salary." ”

Feng Dalang: "Dad, how much money are you going to give?" ”

Feng Wanbao: "One or two pieces of silver." ”

Feng Erlang: "It's so little, Dad, you are embarrassed to say it." ”

The person who received the cake next to him was very excited when he heard a tael of silver,

"Feng Da Shanren, do you really give one or two?"

"Feng Dashan, do you think I can do it?"

……

Feng Wanbao never dreamed that one day, he would be called Feng Dashan, he remembered that a long time ago, he seemed to be called a wicked person.

Hua Xi'er and Xiao Qi stood at the door of Qixi Building and took in this scene.

Hua Xi'er: "There are some things that are good to be high-profile, such as your name as the Seven Heroines, which can promote the spirit of chivalry, and Feng Wanbao's high-profile good deeds, which can influence many people to be good." ”

Xiao Qi nodded: "Well, it's always better to do charity in a high-profile manner than those iron roosters who don't do charity." ”