Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 130: Propaganda effect

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It didn't take long for both test papers to be corrected.

Yun Tingruo took a sip of tea, and his eyes flicked across the curtain.

The eyes of a few-year-old girl are as deep and distant as the starry sky.

Be quiet!

Outside the curtain, Wu Mo was stunned. She didn't expect Yun Tingruo to get up so early.

She rolled her eyes, then calmly opened the curtain and walked in.

When I saw Yun Tingruo, he exclaimed: "Miss, I woke up so early."

Yun Tingruo's black eyes are like stagnant water for thousands of years, silently taking a book and putting it on the test paper.

Wu Mo is also used to seeing Yun listen to her if he ignores her.

She bent down slightly and then said, "Miss, the slave and maid will go to fetch water."

Leave the inner room soon.

Yun Tingruo raised his eyelids, and a faint flash of clearness flashed through.

****

When Dong'er came back, he heard a noise in the inner room and quickly opened the curtain and walked in.

I saw Wu Mo waiting for the lady to wash.

There is nothing wrong with it.

Dong'er came forward naturally and smiled honestly. : "Wu Mo, you are serving Miss, I will cook."

When Dong'er said this, Wu Mo was a little surprised. In the past, as long as she and Lu Yi waited for Miss, Dong'er would send him away.

Why is it so easy going today.

But it still feels like it should come down: "Good."

Yun Ting Ruo listened to the conversation between the two and nodded slightly,

Yes, Donger's mood is basically stable now.

And also knows to retreat to advance.

This subtle movement shows a bit of appreciation. Although Dong'er is happy in her heart, she still looks like a maid should be on the surface.

After breakfast, Yun Tingruo took Dong'er, and the two walked out of the listening hospital as usual.

Wu Mo has long been used to the life of the master and servant.

After breakfast, I must go to the garden for a long walk.

She followed for several days and found nothing unusual, so today, Wu Mo did not intend to follow.

In a yard, Dong'er looked back behind him, approached Yun Tingruo's ear, and whispered: "Miss, she didn't follow."

"Go!" Yun Tingruo didn't waste time, his figure flashed neatly, not on the garden road.

It's the path out of the house.

*****

The sun hangs high in July, and even the wind is extremely dry.

The large and small figures are dressed in ordinary clothes and simple hair accessories. They look like the children of the dealer.

As soon as the two entered Shengbaozhai, they were spotted by the sharp-eyed shopkeeper.

"Oh, girl, you can count it."

Fukang put down the abacus in his hand and greeted him with a smile.

Yun Tingruo smiled, her tone calm: "Sorry, I was delayed by some trivial matters."

She has always remembered the hairpin transaction.

Because of Di Minglie's affairs, she had to wait for the wind to pass.

"It's okay, but I waited a few more days, said the room." Fukang smiled heartily.

The three walked into the house, and soon someone had tea.

"Fu shopkeeper, I came to see the hairpin."

If you don't waste time, Yun Ting is straight to the point.

"Since the little girl is so bold, I won't talk nonsense, you two will wait a moment."

Fukang got up and went to get the hairpin in person.

After a while, he was holding a plate with three hairpins in different colors and different patterns on it.

"Please see, little girl, this is done according to your drawings."

Fukang's tone was faintly mixed with excitement. Once the hairpin was finished, he shouted wonderfully.

This kind of hair clip is convenient, it can hold the hair with one click and one loose, and the style is unique, he can guarantee that once the hair clip is on the market, it will be popular.

Yun Tingruo took a light blue hairpin and looked at it, and the corner of his lips tickled: "Yes, it seems that Fu shopkeeper is also paying attention."

The pattern on this hair clip is bordered with gold wire, which adds a lot of luxury to the hair clip.

"Where is the girl's drawing?" Fukang didn't dare to look down upon the girl now.

Speaking at a young age is not leaking, and his face is calm and calm. It is not easy to see.

"Fu shopkeeper, when do you plan to sell this hairpin."

Fukang rubbed his hands, his eyes were the shrewdness of the businessman: "What do you think the little girl has."

"Fu shopkeeper, you can call me Yunruo."

If Yun Ting didn't answer Fukang directly.

The surname Yun, Fukang was stunned. The surname Yun is not considered a big name in Fengguo, but there are also famous nobles.

The little girl in front of me is less than ten years old. Among the big clan surnamed Yun, there are many people who meet the age.

Perhaps he thinks too much. If this is a young lady, how could he show up for this little money.

This surnamed emperor is not necessarily the royal family.

Thinking of this, Fukang's eyebrows are crooked: "Miss Yunruo, since this hair clip is ready, I plan to sell it sooner."

"No!" Yun Tingruo uttered a word without hesitation, with a calm but lazy expression.

Fukang and Dong'er both stared at her for a moment.

"Although this hairpin is new, it depends on whether you can accept it. If you have done too much now and no one will buy it by then, wouldn't it be a loss."

"This----" Fukang's expression was stiff, his mind and body were completely attracted by the hairpin, to the point that he completely ignored the most common problems of this business.

This hair clip is good, but he alone said it was useless.

It is better to get the people's love and the people's approval.

Fukang frowned, rubbed his chin and looked at Yun Tingruo: "I don't know what Miss Yunruo thinks?"

"How many hairpins have you made now."

"Fifty."

"Then these fifty are as gifts."

"Gifts." Fukang was confused. This hair clip is a new thing, how can it be a gift.

"If you are reluctant to let your child not be able to set up a wolf, you can release the news. Any buyer who spends ten silver coins in Shengbaozhai one day can get a mysterious gift."

"Flyers!" Fukang was a little dizzy, just thinking that his brain was almost running out.

Yun Tingruo narrowed his eyebrows. This squint is extremely sharp: "I want to ask, if there is a shortage of people in the store, how do you recruit the Fu shopkeeper?"

"It is natural to hire a sticker at the door."

"I'm talking about making hundreds of stickers, not on the wall, but sending them to people."

Fukang suddenly realized: "The original is like this."

"This is the propaganda effect." Yun Tingruo is very patient. At present, she is short of silver, very short!

Dong'er glanced at her dizzyly, but she didn't expect her to understand business so well.

What else can't Miss!

"Bring paper and pen." Yun Tingruo raised his eyebrows lightly,

Although Fukang didn't understand what he was going to do, he still let someone get his pen and ink immediately.

I saw Yun Tingruo holding a brush, thinking for a few seconds, and then quickly writing on the rice paper.

The handwriting is slanted and crooked, looking juvenile and messy, but it can still be seen clearly.

Dong'er twitched. Miss's handwriting was not like this at all.

Fukang also frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the handwriting of the little girl he didn't see would be so bad, but he was relieved.

From the handwriting, the little girl is definitely not a big family.