"Master, there will be strong light and smoke here in a while, don't be too nervous, that's supplementing the light source, just sit down."

Zhao Bo told Huang Feihong again, lest Huang Feihong not see the world for a while, thinking that he was in danger, and kicked Zhang Weng out.

"Okay, come on."

Huang Feihong listened to what Zhao Bo said, and was mentally prepared, but how does that posture look like he is stepping on a horse, forget it, just keep your upper body straight, the photos of this era can't be high-definition, there won't be too many facial details, just be able to recognize who it is.

After everything was ready, Aunt Thirteen reminded her to prepare again, and then counted down, pressed the button, the white light flashed, a burst of smoke rose, Zhao Bo fanned the smoke in front of him, this kind of old-fashioned camera is really loveless.

With Zhao Bo's intervention, the chaise finch was still alive and well, and it didn't become roast bird meat, but it was a little frightened and jumped around in the cage.

After Zhang Weng and Huang Feihong finished taking pictures, everyone else was also queuing, so many people came today to see the camera of Zhang Weng's daughter Thirteen Aunts, and they all wanted to take two photos, Thirteen Aunts were also very enthusiastic, as if they wanted to record the history of China in this era, if these old photos of her could be passed down and put into the 21st century, they would be able to be auctioned.

"Feihong, you come, let me tell you, I'm going to leave in two days, your thirteenth aunt has been to England for two years, and she has been clamoring all day long to come back to Foshan, it's okay, she in the province is mixed with foreigners, help, watch her for me."

Zhang Weng pulled Huang Feihong aside and said, in Zhang Weng's thoughts, even if foreigners are more advanced than Huaxia, they are barbarians, and his daughter is better with Huaxia.

"Looking at her?"

Zhang Weng's request made Huang Feihong a little frightened, and looked back at Aunt Thirteen, who also looked at him shyly, which made Huang Feihong smile unconsciously, it seems that Huang Feihong still has a good impression of Aunt Thirteen.

Zhang Weng knows that his daughter likes Huang Feihong, and he also likes Huang Feihong, Huang Feihong wants to have the ability to do things, he wants to look good, and he doesn't care if the other party has money, Huang Feihong completely meets the conditions of his son-in-law, so he pushes the boat down the river and helps his daughter.

Huang Feihong and Zhang Weng communicated enthusiastically, Zhao Bo looked at the camera next to Aunt Thirteen, and after watching it a few times, he felt that it was not interesting, this kind of camera is not only appreciated by people with feelings, but in Zhao Bo's eyes, it is not as comfortable as his own copycat machine, even if it is a copycat machine, the pixels and convenience are far beyond this old antique.

Zhao Bo came to the railing on the second floor, looking at the bustle below, people coming and going below, life is all kinds of things, it is more enjoyable than watching a movie by himself, and there is no such original traditional style in the movie.

Well? There was actually an entertainer over there, Zhao Bo moved his footsteps and moved a little closer in that direction, a man was dancing with a knife and a gun, and there were many people around, but he saw the shouting and shouting, and he didn't see the reward, which was a bit shabby.

Zhao Bo frowned, that performer Zhao Bo knew that it was Yan Zhendong, didn't he give Yan Zhendong a lot of money, why is Yan Zhendong still down like this now? Could it be that the inertia of the plot is so strong, no, this time you can't let Yan Zhendong help the abuse, in that case, it will cause a lot of trouble to your plan.

"Master, I'll go out for a while."

Zhao Bo came to Huang Feihong's side and said to Huang Feihong.

"Okay, you can go back to Bao Zhilin by yourself in a while."

Huang Feihong was talking to Zhang Weng and asked Zhao Bo to go back by himself in a while, he had other things.

"Yes, Master."

After Zhao Bo said something, he went down to the teahouse and went to find Yan Zhendong.

When he came to Yan Zhendong's place to sell his art, Yan Zhendong had already finished playing a set of knife skills and began to ask for rewards, but once he started to beg for rewards, the people around him scattered one after another, and only a few people dropped some copper plates, which was considered a reward, and it looked extremely pitiful.

"Master Yan."

When Yan Zhendong was picking up copper plates on the ground, a voice stopped him, Yan Zhendong was stunned, this voice was so familiar, and when he looked up, it was Zhao Bo.

"Zhao Gongzi, why are you here?"

Yan Zhendong was a little surprised, he had heard Zhao Bo say that he would also come to the south, but he didn't expect that he would meet Zhao Bo in Foshan, and he met him when he was so embarrassed.

"I came here to learn art, Master Yan, why did you become like this?"

Zhao Bo said, and then asked Yan Zhendong, very curious about how Yan Zhendong could be mixed like this.

"Hey, Zhao Gongzi, you don't know anything, it's all because I'm too easy to be deceived."

Yan Zhendong showed a ashamed expression on his face, he is really embarrassed now, thinking about the time when he separated from Zhao Bo more than a year ago, he was full of spirits, thinking that when he arrived in the south, he would definitely be able to open up the situation, but now, he lost his soul, which made people feel depressed.

"Master Yan, let's go have refreshments and talk while eating."

Zhao Bo said to Yan Zhendong, this street is not a place for small talk, Zhao Bo saw a refreshment shop not far away, it is more appropriate to go there to talk.

Yan Zhendong didn't refuse, he was also a little hungry, and he didn't have to be too polite with Zhao Bo, the two of them were already very familiar, when they first taught Zhao Bo, the two of them drank together.

found a quieter shop, Zhao Bo ordered a table of snacks and tea, ready to hear how Yan Zhendong got to such a point.

After the dim sum came up, Yan Zhendong was like a starving ghost, stuffed a few siu mai and shrimp dumpling buns to recover his spirits, it seemed that he was hungry enough, and after pouring two pots of tea in a row, Yan Zhendong also planned to tell Zhao Bo about his situation.

"When I went south, I thought about picking up a few apprentices with good qualifications on the road to take to the south, so I looked for them while walking, but the world was ...... sinister."

Yan Zhendong began to talk about what happened to him along the way, and Zhao Bo was helpless when he heard it, Yan Zhendong was really a Jianghu person.

At the beginning, after Yan Zhendong left Zhao Bo and went south, he pondered on the road that he might not have an apprentice immediately when he went to the south, after all, he was an unknown person and his reputation was insufficient, so he could have gained fame by kicking the gym, but that would offend many people, so it was better to collect a few good talents on the road and then cultivate them, so that others would also come to him.

So Yan Zhendong stopped and looked for apprentices with good qualifications, and he got to know some people, because Yan Zhendong was rich, and these people deliberately flattered him, which made Yan Zhendong a little fluttery, so he spent money lavishly.

Take those people to the restaurant every day, or not, go to the Qinglou to be chic, and live a happy life, Zhao Bo's money to Yan Zhendong is slowly reduced, until there is not much left.