Song Lingyue got up and moved her stiff shoulders, and said slowly:

"I really didn't have the idea of arguing with her at first. I thought that if she could really lower the price of medicinal materials, it would also benefit the people of Jizhou Mansion. I never thought that this Li Fangrui would actually fake the medicinal materials!

Obviously opening a medical center, but cheating in a medicinal herb dealer, this is clearly not responsible for patients. If such a person stays here, it will only become a big disaster for the people of Jizhou Mansion, even if it is for the people of Jizhou Mansion, I will fight with Li Fangrui! ”

Song Lingyue clenched her fingers, she didn't want to fight, but she wasn't afraid of fighting.

In order for the massager to be promoted smoothly this time, Song Lingyue, Yang Qimo, and Liu Liang wrote a lot of leaflets overnight, introducing the benefits of using the massager regularly to the body.

Qi Mo turned his wrist and handed the written letter to Song Lingyue to look at, "Lingyue, do you think it's okay to write like this?" ”

Song Lingyue stretched out her head to look at it, and quickly read it at a glance and ten lines, Qi Mo was already brilliant, even if it was a vulgar thing like writing a leaflet, it was also unique.

Coupled with Qi Mo's good handwriting, it is pleasing to the eye.

"It's good, but I think I can add some patterns and mark the function of the massager, which is also convenient for those who can't read, what do you think?"

Song Lingyue asked Qi Mo beside her in a low voice, but she didn't notice that she had just read the leaflet written by Qi Mo, and the heads of the two couldn't help but get closer, and at this time, as soon as they raised their eyes, they fell into Qi Mo's deep ink eyes.

Qiao blushed, and hurriedly dodged sideways, the sound of her heartbeat almost drowned out Qi Mo's voice:

"I think it's good, but I'm not very good at drawing."

Song Lingyue snorted weakly, which was an answer, but she didn't know if she heard it.

"What the hell are you thinking about absent-mindedly?" Qi Mo raised his hand and tapped lightly on Song Lingyue's eyebrows.

"What are you doing?" Song Lingyue hurriedly pressed her eyebrows and glared at Qi Mo angrily, "You can't draw, I can only draw some stick figures, but if it's too detailed, it's not okay, I'm afraid there will be no way at this time." ”

Then he turned his head and asked Liu Liang: "Liu Liang, what about you?" Do you know how to draw? ”

"I'm clumsy, where can I draw." Liu Liang could only shake his head helplessly.

Song Yi came in with tea, put a few plates of pastries on the table with hot tea, and said with a smile:

"Miss, this is the Lu'an melon slices that the slave maid has just soaked, and a few plates of small snacks have just been made. The young lady and the two sons are tired, right? Eating some snacks and drinking some tea can also cushion your stomach. ”

Song Lingyue stretched her waist and reached out to touch Song Yi's chin: "Song Yi is still well-behaved and sensible, let's take a rest and continue to be busy after a while." ”

Song Lingyue took a piece of mung bean cake on the plate, which was sweet and soft, melted in the mouth, and served with tea at just the right temperature, and she smiled when she ate it.

"Miss, what are you all busy with? Is there anything the slaves can do to help? Song Yi saw Song Lingyue's hard work, and was busy and considerately helping Song Lingyue massage her sore shoulders and neck.

Song Lingyue shrugged her shoulders and said:

"It's been completed for the most part, but there is a lack of someone who can draw, and our massager is painted on the leaflet, so that those who are illiterate can also know what the massager does.

It's just a pity that none of us can draw, so we're all dumbfounded. ”

Song Yi covered the corners of her lips and laughed, "It turns out that Miss you are worried about this, but the slave knows someone who can draw." ”

"Who?" Song Lingyue hurriedly raised her head and asked Song Yi.

"Sister Song Shan." Song Yi replied crisply.

Song Lingyue was overjoyed when she heard this, and listened to Song Yi again:

"Miss doesn't know, Sister Song Shan is very talented in painting.

Sister Song Shan said that when she was at home before, the neighbor next door was an old talent who loved to paint, and when she saw that Song Shan's sister was well-behaved and cute, she taught her a few strokes.

Sister Song Shan has remembered since then, and she will draw two strokes when she is free, and now this painting skill has made great progress. ”

"Really? Call Song Shan! "Song Lingyue asked Song Yi to go, Song Shan called.

"Yes, the slave is going to call Sister Song Shan."

After a while, Song Shan and Song Yi, who were dressed in blue shirts, came hand in hand, opened the curtain and saw Song Lingyue and others, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute a few people:

"Miss, two sons, all right."

Song Lingyue hurriedly came to Song Shan and asked, "Song Shan, can you draw?" ”

Song Shan pursed his lips and smiled shyly: "It will be a little, not a lot." ”

"Can you draw it for me?" Song Lingyue pulled Song Shan's hand knife to the desk, and the rice paper and pen and ink were already ready.

"I don't know what the young lady wants the slave to draw?" Song Shan picked up the brush and asked Song Lingyue.

Song Lingyue thought about it, looked around, and casually took the pen on the table.

"Why don't you just wash this brush and draw it, do you think it's okay?"

Song Shan glanced at the brush a few times and nodded: "I can draw." ”

Song Lingyue stood aside to help Song Shan grind, and Song Yi on the side hurriedly asked Song Lingyue to sit down next to her, and she went to help Song Shan grind.

Song Lingyue didn't ask for it, and Song Shanben just played on his own, but after a moment of effort, the brush wash was already on the paper.

It's just that Song Shan's painting method is more like ink painting, the ink is dense, and the brush is really the same as a scene.

But the style of painting required by this massager is a more detailed fine stroke, if you use a brush to paint, it is inevitable that it is not fine enough.

"It's a really good drawing." Song Lingyue showed Song Shan's painting to Qi Mo Liuliang.

"But the style of this painting is not what I want, I want to be more realistic, with more delicate brushstrokes." Song Lingyue looked at Song Shan again, "Do you have a way to paint such a style?" ”

Song Shan thought for a moment and said slowly: "If you give the slave a few days, you may be able to find out." ”

"Okay, I'll give you three days, you can draw the appearance of our massager, and then draw the method used, and draw it big enough and clear enough, okay?" Song Lingyue consulted Song Shan's opinion.

Song Shan nodded and said there was no problem.

Song Lingyue originally wanted to draw the use method directly on the flyer, but later thought that instead of drawing one by one on the flyer, it was better to directly use the form of a big-character poster to directly paste the function and use of the massager directly on the notice board at the door, which was more clear at a glance.

I thought that Song Shan would be able to take out the painting on the third day, but I didn't expect Song Shan to paint it on the evening of the second day.

"Isn't tomorrow the day when Miss's new products will be released? The slave was afraid that she wouldn't be able to catch up, so she drove out overnight, not knowing if she could do it. After Song Shan finished speaking, he unfolded the scroll in his hand.

There are a total of six drawings in the scroll, three of which are the shapes of the three massagers, and the other three are the corresponding usage methods.

"Very good!" Song Lingyue was so satisfied that she could be described as ecstatic.

"Thank you Song Shan, thanks to you, tomorrow's new product launch will definitely be carried out smoothly." Song Lingyue held the scroll, her face full of excitement.

The shy Song Shan smiled at Song Lingyue embarrassedly, her face turned red, and asked Song Lingyue: "Is Miss going to take out the painting of the slave?" ”

"That's right! To use them to showcase new products, thanks to you! Song Lingyue found that the painting was not named, picked up the brush on the side, and wrote Song Yi's name at the end of the painting.

Protecting copyright is everyone's responsibility.

These days, Qi Mo and Liu Liang have been handing out leaflets on the streets, and they have also hired some half-grown children to help distribute them together.

Those children are cheap, only three dollars a day plus a piece of peanut candy, and they are willing to run for a day to distribute leaflets in Jizhou Mansion.

Li Fangrui looked left and right at the new product release leaflet of Baoningtang that Huai'an picked up from the street, and laughed:

"I think this Song Lingyue is really crazy! Trying to use these Raush to turn over! It's ridiculous to also take care of your body and keep fit! ”

"That's what Miss said!" Bai Lan didn't think about it, so she offered a flattering word.

"I want to see what kind of storm Song Lingyue can turn over tomorrow, and I think it's too naïve to think that making these little things can attract customers to where she goes."

Li Fangrui crumpled the leaflet in her hand and threw it away.

Bai Lan served the hot tea, glanced at Li Fangrui's face, and then cautiously spoke:

"Miss, the slave thinks that the massager on the leaflet is nothing, and what makes the slave and maid most curious is the artifact written on the leaflet that can allow patients who are not good at walking to rely on their own ability to travel. Miss, do you think these massagers can really help those who are not good at walking? ”

"Listen to her blowing." Li Fangrui snorted, "How can there be such an artifact, if there is really such a thing, then wouldn't she be crazy." ”

"Miss, tomorrow, are we going to see the 'new product launch' in Boryeongtang?" Bai Lan's eyes were filled with curiosity that could not be concealed.

"Go, of course." The corners of Li Fangrui's lips curled, "I want to see how she brought back the store that she hadn't been able to open for almost three months to come back to life!" ”

The next day, residents of Shuangcha Lane were woken up by the sound of firecrackers.

With the sound of firecrackers, a group of villagers gradually gathered at the entrance of Boryeongtang, which was originally full of birds.

Song Lingyue pushed open the door of Baoning Hall, and appeared at the gate beautifully, and blessed all the villagers present.

I saw Song Lingyue's hair combed into a moon-rising bun, with a golden hairpin on the bun, accompanied by a pearl hairpin to fix the ends of her hair, revealing her fair and charming neck.

Dressed in a moon-white smoke Luo Qiyue skirt, the fabric is draped smoothly, shining with a little silver thread in the daylight, and the pearl hair ornament on her head is also a reflection of each other.

"All the folks are well." Song Lingyue's voice was crisp and sweet, and there was a pleasing smile on her apple face.

The villagers around here are not less favored by Song Lingyue on weekdays, and Song Lingyue is negligent in dressing up on weekdays, but now that she is dressed up a little, her delicate eyebrows and eyes and bright appearance are undoubtedly revealed.