When it comes to formal rest, Li never tries to exercise himself excessively.

But this time he was overshadowed by this old man, and when he returned home, he basically collapsed on the bed.

At this time, he no longer had any strength.

But this time it wasn't without progress.

At least this little girl's ability to draw has made great progress.

Although her painting level is not high, but the talent is absolutely leveraged, just three days, Hao Meng learned this sketch to a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, although there are deeper things in this, but for her, the image that can be painted is the best.

Li Chu didn't expect her to do anything, but felt that as long as she could draw like, she would be able to draw the essence in the end.

The next day, instead of going outside to play like the day before yesterday, Li Chu started painting alone in the closed store.

Hao Meng stood behind Li Chu curiously, her eyes were staring at the pen in Li Chu's hand, although she was painting on it, but she could see that the painting drawn by this man was very interesting.

It was a sword, a sword with sheep bones and a strange shape.

Li's parents were busy with the Harvest Festival, and they didn't have any air traffic to manage this, so they let Li Chu play here.

In their opinion, even if he cultivates, Li Chu is still his son, and his life is still similar to before, except for a period of cultivation, talking and talking every day, and playing here every day.

It's no different from other children!

But the three people standing behind Li Chu now have their own ideas.

"What kind of sword is this?" Katsuragi frowned, he was a sword cultivator, and he was the most able to sense the strength of the sword.

Stuffing a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth, Daqihuo shrugged. "Boy, what are you doing with this evil sword?"

"It's so realistic! It's like a real sword!" Hao Meng stared at the painting with bright eyes.

Although it was just a painting, although it was not colored, she could feel the sharpness and coldness of the sword.

The three of them peeked at the back all morning, and when Li really started to color, these three people could see that this sword was leaking out even if they didn't understand it.

When the painting was basically formed, Li Chu turned his head to look at the little Lori. "Painting is to convey your feelings to the people who see them, and since you want to start with painting, it is to convey the emotional expression of your painting to others as much as possible. ”

"I'll try!" Lori tried to draw a sword on it.

After all, this is still the saber she is most familiar with.

But halfway through the painting, she couldn't finish it.

Stopping and pulling out the sword, she looked and looked at it before continuing to draw.

"This is my personal sword, I still can't draw it well!"

Little Lori glanced at Li's painting, and then at her own painting, and tears began to roll.

"It's not a day-to-day thing. It takes a process to take your time, from memorizing all the details at the beginning to memorizing the feelings later. ”

That's what it is like when it comes to drawing. But for the old foodies on the side, this is not a problem at all.

Last night an old foodie not only read the novel, but also copied a hundred copies, and the next day he was still refreshed.

However, in the afternoon, the small shop welcomed a customer.

Master Cheng ran in and out, looking at Li Chu with a pair of eyes.

"Brother Xiao, this hardcover collector's edition has been made, take a look!" said and held a book in front of Li Chu, the cyan skin looked quite antique.

"Golden, golden, do you understand? What did I say? Gold leaf! Gold thread! Anyway, how noble and noble it must be, this can be called a hardcover collector's edition, and you can also keep this version, this can be called an antique version, the price of these two versions is the same, and you can choose as you like. ”

"Isn't this what children see?" said Master Cheng looked at Li Chu a little depressed.

"The content of the book is for children, but who reads the book?" Li Chu rolled his eyes at this man, he really didn't understand marketing at all!

"It's the father or mother of a child!"

"That's right, so the positioning of this book is not on the children, but on the buyers, who will buy this back, this is the most important thing, what we have to do is that they have face when they take out this book!"

If you want to have an antique version, you have to have that kind of extravagance and luxury.

"You mean, the people who bought this book are still the parents of the children, and this thing is actually like those vases and antiques?"

"That's right, so if you want to make a feature, it's either a luxurious and luxurious version, or it's antique, it's best to get a wooden box, a little fragrant, so that people feel high-end and high-grade at a glance!"

Cheng Zhushu admired the five-body throw.

Although he is also smart and clever and introverted, compared to this little demon, it is simply a heaven and an earth.

I went back and remade the cover of the book for four or five days, and after taking the book to Li and showing it to Li, I handed it over to the city lord.

Li Chu touched the fifty taels of silver sent by the city lord, and his face bloomed with a smile.

My parents at home are working hard, and I am alone here to tell stories as support, and I am only about ten taels of silver in the sky.

This is still based on such a large hotel, which can have such a high income.

But compared to this printed book, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

Although this hardcover version does not look very expensive, the cost is at least more than twenty taels.

However, what Li Chu didn't expect was that in this city lord, this product directly waved his hand and directly got the original price of fifty taels to one hundred taels.

The invitation letter for the Fengdeng Festival, Li received one.

Although the Fengdeng Festival is a day of celebration for the whole Ming Kingdom on the mainland of Kyushu, but in this waterless city, the celebration is also divided into stages, in this waterless city, only those who are rich and powerful can be invited, sit in the special audience of the celebration, or they can only watch the play below like ordinary people.

And now after this gilded invitation letter was sent by Cheng Zhushu, a smile suddenly appeared on the face of his father Li Deng.

On this Kyushu continent, this kind of invitation from the upper class is simply a symbol of status, and it is simply the greatest recognition of yourself!