【2】The Rich Second Generation Is Forced to Start All Over Again

Chapter 233 Canvassing votes

He strolled back with the flowers. As soon as he entered Yuehui Building, he saw several children.

One of them, Lu Xu, knew Mi Yi, the youngest son of uncle Taiping, who was currently sitting on a small table in the corner, holding a pen and writing homework.

In addition, children he didn't know, ranging from four or five to seven or eight years old, were listening to Uncle Chengping telling them about the ornaments, calligraphy and paintings in the store - Uncle Chengping was learning and selling them now, and what he listened to at noon, he used in the afternoon!

Lu Xu: "What are these?"

Shopkeeper: "Madam and a few friends are drinking tea above. These are the children of several madams.

Lu Xu was startled when he heard this.

No wonder he heard something moving upstairs.

Lu Xu subconsciously raised his head, and the housekeeper laughed softly: "It's opening today. Madam specially invited several ladies and ladies to try rouge at a nearby shop. I'm tired of walking, so I stopped by to try the snacks in the shop."

Lu Xu thought to himself, how reliable a smart person can do things!

When he bought the flowers, he thought that he could use the box to put biscuits and decorate them with small flowers to make small gifts so that Mrs. Taiping could visit the female family members. He didn't expect that they would bring her over before he could do anything. Got it! !

Looking at Uncle Taiping again, wow, it’s really a flower stuck in cow dung!

Lu Xu: "Are you ladies satisfied?"

Shopkeeper: "Satisfied! I sent you several snacks and praised the unique decoration upstairs."

Lu Xu smiled with satisfaction.

Lu Xu asked the shopkeeper to get a basin and put the flowers in the basin to prevent them from wilting.

Then ask the waiter to wrap the biscuits, and then teach him to use scissors to cut off all the thorns on the flower branches. The flower branches are also cut until only the flowers and two or three leaves are left, and then inserted into the biscuit box. Wait for the ladies and ladies to come down. , so as to give it to them.

After arranging for the waiter to pack cookies, he walked over to another customer in the store.

Mr. Sun, who went out to buy paper, had several plates stacked on his table, and he was copying the picture of green smoke on the cold river with great interest.

One bite of the cake, one stroke at a time, and I kept saying it was wonderful as I painted.

Lu Xu saw a little bit of cake crumbs left on the plate. Based on the thickness of the plate, he guessed that the young man's budget for buying paper had been exhausted.

He silently prayed in his heart that Dr. Sun, the imperial scholar, would be richer and that the young master would not be beaten when he returned home.

He served Sun Daoqing more tea and asked diligently: "Master Sun, do you know any other friends who love calligraphy and painting as much as you do?"

The focused Sun Daoqing looked at him blankly, nodded subconsciously and said, "I know you."

Lu Xu: "That's great! These paintings will be on display until the end of the month. If you know other friends, why not invite them to come and see them?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Daoqing promised: "Of course! I would have invited them even if you didn't tell me! When it comes to Xuantao's calligraphy, Brother Li from the Imperial College is the real expert, and I am far behind him! You don't You know, last time we saw a replica at Mr. Zhang’s house, Brother Li could tell the age of the painting at a glance just by looking at the paper..."