The two of them came to a lantern stall again.

This lantern is made by yourself, and the pictures on it can be drawn by yourself. The stall owner can directly use the drawn patterns and make a lantern on the spot.

"Which type do you like?"

"Little pig, right?" Jiang Yuan stared at the lanterns.

"Oh, this young master, we don't have a pig's lantern, mainly I don't know either. Look, or choose another one?"

The stall owner spoke quickly.

He has all the prepared lantern frames, no pig's.

Jiang Yuan was struggling, and Fu Jiu asked, "Can we make one by ourselves?"

"You can? Of course you can!"

He has a large number of bamboo strips for making lanterns, which is to prevent the one he can make on the spot after being sold out.

What you said on-site is naturally included.

Fu Jiu took the bamboo strip and Jiang Yuan looked sideways.

He lowered his head, passed through the bamboo strip with his slender fingers, bent it, then tied it with a thin rope, and then took the bamboo strips and piled them up one by one.

After a while, something that could not be seen in the first place gradually revealed its prototype, which was the shape of a pig.

After the frame was finished, he took the paper and pasted the pig's lantern.

When the whole pig came out, the stall owner was surprised and said, "Young master is good at craftsmanship. Can I make such a pig too? Can I sell it?"

This little pig has a soft and cute body and a round head.

Originally, few girls bought pig's stuff because it was too ugly.

But the piglet he made is very cute. Those girls must like it very much. Then you can make more money with this.

"sure."

Fu Jiu didn't care, he just turned his head to look at Jiang Yuan.

"What are you going to draw on this?"

Jiang Yuan thought for a while, took a pen and outlined a few randomly on the paper prepared by the stall owner.

With just a few strokes, the image was already displayed.

It was a pig in a pig's pen...

Jiang Yuan blew: "I hope my pig can sell a lot of money!"

Seeing this, Fu Jiu was amused and crying.

"Young master is good at writing! I have been running this stall for so many years, but I have never seen you draw like this!"

The stall owner saw that Jiang Yuan painted it with a simple stroke, but it made people see what he was painting at a glance.

Fu Jiu took it over and stuck the small painting on the pig lantern. The lantern was completely completed.

"How much does it cost in total?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"I don't have money, I'll give it to you." The stall owner also learned a piglet lantern technique from them, so how could he still collect her money?

By the way, he also gave a little rabbit's lantern.

Jiang Yuan was holding a lantern in one hand, and was so happy that he took advantage of this.

When she passed by, she guessed riddles. She asked Fu Jiu to attend any poetry show.

If you have money, don't want it.

After these games, I also earned 5,000 taels.

Jiang Yuan took all the average small money himself.

As a result, I am afraid that half of the people in the entire Qingzhou Prefecture street know that there is a person named Fu Jiu who is very literary and has the best of all poetry and prose games.

Even though Fu Jiu was wearing a pig mask, he couldn't stand the reputation now.

There is also a girl who is unwilling to give up and throw her sachet to Fu Jiu.

However, all of them were thrown back by Jiang Yuan.

For a moment, the bearded man beside Fu Jiu made the girls in the city grit their teeth, and they wanted to beat her and vent their anger.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!