Chapter Eighty-Nine: Poetry Society

Luo Cheng had already stopped writing, quietly waiting for Wang Mingyuan to finish speaking, and said in a deep voice: "This is Duan Yan." ”

"The texture is firm and tight, the surface is delicate, and it is as warm as jade." Luo Cheng said and pressed his slender fingers on the edge of the inkstone, "The texture is soft and rigid, like a child's skin, rubbing silently, and there is the characteristics of storing water without squeezing, grinding ink without damage, and fast ink." ”

A deep and clear male voice slowly introduced the inkstone at hand, and said it slowly without a trace of hesitation. Luo Cheng said, the corners of his lips raised slightly, "It is one of the four famous inkstones." ”

He just liked the natural stone skin, so he didn't let the craftsman polish off the appearance, it did look like a simple and unpretentious 'broken stone', but ......

"If Wang Gongzi doesn't even know the top quality that everyone in the world knows, his vision will not be much better than that of me, a countryman."

is clearly a stinging word, but it is so calm and waveless in Luo Cheng's mouth, it makes people so angry that they have to wonder if they are really being scolded.

"Hahaha, Wang Gongzi also has a clumsy time!"

"That's a duan inkstone, how can he see it as a broken stone, there are no treasures in the world!"

Wang Mingyuan's face was embarrassed and couldn't move, "It's just that my son is clumsy for a while!" "Let's just leave with your sleeves up, if you really get angry here, it will make the surrounding people see a joke!

Duan inkstone?

Feng Shiyi was secretly frightened, although she didn't have any research on these things, she had also heard of them. A palm-sized, flawless inkstone is to be priced in gold.

Luo Cheng's ...... Feng Shiyi quietly gestured with his hand, let alone one or twenty gold.

That's one or two hundred taels of silver.

How did Luo Cheng get such a treasure? It seems that he doesn't cherish it casually, and when he brought the inkstone to the store, he really thought it was an ordinary stone inkstone.

Feng Shiyi was suspicious, he didn't believe that he was really just the righteous son of the village chief, or that he had another livelihood? Thinking about it this way, she really hasn't seen Luo Cheng do anything for a living.

Inside the alley.

"Why didn't you speak for me!" Wang Mingyuan slammed his fist on Zhao Kuo's chest, and all the anger he had just received was sprinkled on this person.

Zhao Kuo couldn't dodge, he only felt that his internal organs were trembling, even if he was beaten, he wouldn't go out with Wang Mingyuan to be embarrassed!

"I have a way!" Zhao Kuo received a punch and hurriedly retreated. "I have a way to help you clean up that ignorant Feng Shiyi!"

“…… Seriously? Wang Mingyuan paused, and a cruel light flashed in his eyes.

"The one named Luo Cheng next to her can't let go!"

Zhao Kuo covered his chest and couldn't help coughing twice, his face turned pale, "This, this is natural." ”

Anyway, it's good to stabilize this crazy young master.

Proper hunger marketing is never a good idea.

Although Feng Shiyi only sold out a limited number of 20 membership cards on the second day, the enthusiasm of the people was high on the second day, and 50 cards were sold out, and on the third day, 50 cards were sold.

After three days, the situation calmed down a little, and all the membership cards were sold out, making a lot of money.

The market for pastries is almost saturated, so more ways should be explored. Feng Shiyi knew in his heart, and after finishing the membership card in the past few days, he handed over the store to the guy to take care of, and he began to study some new categories.

When the development was successful, Feng Shiyi invited Luo Cheng to the store to try eating new pastries.

"How's that, how's that?"

Saying that, Feng Shiyi picked up a freshly made pastry and handed it to Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng picked up a piece of pastry handed over and put it in his mouth.

Feng Shiyi watched Luo Cheng's movements, and his eyes flashed with anticipation.

"It's so delicious! If this is sold, it will definitely be very hot. ”

Luo Cheng looked at Feng Shiyi in surprise and said excitedly.

"But, the materials you made look at are very familiar, but when I eat them, I feel strange again."

Seeing Luo Cheng looking at the remaining materials on the table with a puzzled expression, Feng Shiyi hurriedly blocked the raw materials behind him, looked at Luo Cheng with an embarrassed face and said with a smile.

"It's my secret.".

Luo Cheng tasted the pastry and asked casually, "What are the ingredients here?" ”

"I've been running a lot of places here......

Saying this, Feng Shiyi came up with a good idea.

Why can't I use the Cat system to earn the difference?

Although this ingredient was inexpensive in the original place, it is different in this place.

Thinking about it, Feng Shiyi smiled at Luo Cheng, looking like he was thanks to you.

And Luo Cheng just scratched his head in confusion and responded to Feng Shiyi's smile.

How can we make more people remember the delicious restaurant?

In the past few days, Feng Shiyi has broken his head for this.

The vast majority of stores are the most prosperous days of their store careers during the opening of the big deal, and if there is no strong attraction of new things, customers will only slowly lose and eventually die.

That wasn't what she wanted to see.

"Second brother, what do you think people in the city like?" Feng Shiyi was bored and bracketed his cheeks, looking at the willow branches fluttering in the wind outside the window.

Feng Jiulian studied for a long time and came out to breathe, and thought about it seriously when he heard this, "Lion dance party, such a lively thing, everyone in the city should like it." ”

Because of the attraction of the lion dance, there will be a lion dance every New Year's Festival, and it is not uncommon for thousands of people to empty the alley.

Feng Shiyi's eyes lit up, the lion dance didn't, but she could do something else!

"Hurry up, I heard that that really delicious restaurant is going to hold a 'poetry meeting'!"

"What kind of poetry will be, your brain, obviously Miss Feng has a new product in the store, please write an inscription for the new product."

"Almost, let's go and see, maybe we can eat free pastries today!"

……

"Come and have tea, old man." Feng Shiyi poured a cup of tea for Mr. Tang, and she intended to build momentum for her shop, so she held this simplified version of the 'Poetry Club' in a grand manner, and also invited Mr. Tang, who was very famous in the town, to sit in town.

Mr. Tang thanked him with a smile and praised him sincerely, "Little girl, you have done a really good job in this pastry!" ”

"Otherwise, why would you be embarrassed to come and taste it?"

Feng Shiyi said with a smile, this place is not as modern and convenient, but this puffy cake has taken her a lot of thought.

It is said that the method is also simple, but the white canopy looks like a weed, and ordinary people can't think of it to make pastries and eat.

Peeling, chopping, mashing, and steaming are also tedious but not difficult steps. The most commendable thing is that it is all natural materials, rich in nutrients, and she has made some adjustments according to the tastes of the locals, which is absolutely amazing.

Of course, Old Man Tang was happy, "Since you said that this pastry is good for the body, then I can let it go." ”

"That's enough."