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Chapter 149 Sugar Painting(2/2)

Meng Chuyuan raised her head, with a smile on the corner of her lips: "Yes."

"My daughter likes Peppa Pig, can you draw George and his dinosaur?"

[Digging hahahaha, you are a ruthless person, you know how to customize your products, lady]

[I like Peppa Pig too, ahhhh, if I see such a sugar painting, I can't help but want to buy it]

[Students say that sugar painting is a bit expensive, I really can't afford it]

[The sisters in front of me, sugar paintings are actually not expensive, because they sell art]

Meng Chuyuan glanced at the little girl in her arms, with two small braids on her head, round face and eyes as big as grapes, and they were so beautiful.

Such a cute little girl, anyone who sees her wants to squeeze her twice.

Meng Chuyuan said: "Of course."

The spoon on her hand tilted slightly, and then began to make the custom George and dinosaurs that the visitor had.

In a few minutes, Meng Chuyuan drew George without any effort and drew a dinosaur on his hand.

Seeing Meng Chuyuan really drew George and the dinosaur, the little girl's eyes lit up. She bent down in her mother's arms and stretched her hands out of the air.

Seeing her anxious look, Meng Chuyuan said gently: "Wait for a while, because the sugar has not solidified yet."

"Okay." The little girl replied in a slight voice.

The mother hugged the little girl, looked down at her baby, and asked, "Niuer, do you think the sister's paintings are good?"

The girl nodded repeatedly: "Good-looking."

Meng Chuyuan's eyebrows and eyes were a little soft, and his voice was sweet: "Thank you little sister."

After a while, after the sugar solidified, Meng Chuyuan slowly took it off the board and handed the sugar painting to the little girl.

Not long after, Meng Chuyuan and the others welcomed many guests, and everyone lined up to customize.

However, the other two groups were not so lucky.

Because they don’t know how to draw, even if they want to draw beautiful patterns, they don’t have the ability.

They sold the sugar paintings left by the stall owner by scanning their faces. They didn't know what to do later. The things they drew were so ugly. If it weren't for the fans' face, no one would have wanted them.

Seeing that Qi Jian had no idea, a female fan suddenly said, "How about you sign an autograph? I'll buy two copies, and each of my best friend and I will give it one copy."

Qi Zhen thought about it carefully and thought it was a good idea, so he agreed: "Okay."

[My God, is this serious about buying a celebrity's signature for ten dollars?]

[Where is the location? Is it too late for me to go there now? Woooooo, I want the signature of Qi Jian’s brother]

[No, right? This is OK? Qi Jian, you are too soft-hearted. After all, you are a traffic star. You can sell it for ten yuan?]

Some fans saw Qi Jian and the others selling autographs, so Liao Jiake's fans ran to the front of the main owner and boldly asked for an autograph.

In this way, the other two groups began to make signatures into sugar paintings and sell them.

...

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, all three groups of guests completed the task, but more and more guests were queuing up, and they finally opened for half an hour.

Seeing that the time was almost over, the director asked the staff to come up and disperse the tourists so that the guests could finish work.

Although this is indeed a business path, the program team will not use this to make money.

"Everyone, I'm really sorry, our business hours are over. Thank you for your support for our program."

The staff maintained order, and the remaining tourists who did not buy sugar paintings had to leave with regret. Meng Chuyuan finished making the last sugar painting, handed it to the customer, and then returned the stall to the old man.

After counting today's turnover, I was quite satisfied, exceeding their expectations.

Tingjiu suddenly remembered that a customer had just said that the other two groups were doing autographs, and came to ask them if they had any signatures to buy: "I heard that they were selling autographs, so is our sales at the bottom?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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