C57 The Weasel Paid Respects to the Chicken

Liu Sanshun hung the Bajun fish skin painting that Fu Xiaoqing had brought up for 2,000 yuan.

When he set the price, he even carefully consulted Fu Xiaoqing's opinion, but Fu Xiaoqing told him that since you were the shopkeeper, you were in charge of everything. It didn't matter if he sold it for 100 yuan or 10,000 yuan, it was up to him.

This was quite the case: You are the shopkeeper. You have the final say in the family matters.

In the Northeast, the manager is usually used to call his husband in the past.

Liu Sanshun was delighted in his heart, but when he fixed the 2,000 yuan, he was still a little nervous.

He felt that this exquisite fish skin painting could be considered his most precious treasure.

At noon, another fan requested to see Fu Xiaoqing.

Liu Sanshun helplessly told everyone that "Swan Lady" was a migratory bird that would only appear once every seven days. Today was Sunday, and if everyone really wanted to see her, then they would come to the live broadcast room on time every Sunday. If "Swan Lady" didn't have time to live broadcast, then she would definitely make a video for everyone and let her appear.

From that day onwards, "Swan Lady" became the goddess that fans looked forward to every week.

There were even some people who weren't interested in fish skin paintings and fish food at all. They had never entered Liu Sanshun's window before, but they were determined. Every Sunday, they would move a small stool and wait for the "Swan Girl" to appear.

This fan effect was something Liu Sanshun didn't expect.

What he did not expect was that on the second night, the fish skin painting with a price of 2,000 yuan was sold. . .

The one who bought the painting was a big brother who owned a company. He said that he had been following Liu Sanshun's live broadcast room for some time. But he had never spoken, nor did he give any tips. He watched helplessly as Liu San obeyed a fearless fool and pestered Fu Xiaoqing every day. After being chased by the Iron Shovel Hero until now, the villagers began to change their views on him. His entrepreneurship path had also started to become formal.

This big brother told Liu Sanshun that his experiences were very similar to his own in the past.

Therefore, he bought this painting to give Liu Sanshun an affirmation. At the same time, it was also an affirmation for the fish skin that had been passed down for a thousand years.

He said that there were not many people who were as honest as Liu Sanshun in this year. Furthermore, he was a genuine and genuine artist who would not be fooled. He even refused to be rewarded by everyone. This was what moved him the most.

He said that what he hated the most was to be rewarded, but he also wanted to support Liu Sanshun, so he decided to buy this painting. If Liu Sanshun had better paintings in the future, he would still buy them.

Liu Sanshun was so touched that his eyes turned red.

Look, who said that someone who did things with a good heart would not get anything in return? Who said that only by deceiving could one win fans? Who said that fish-skin paintings had long fallen and were abandoned by the times?!

In the end, Big Brother even said earnestly that good things, no matter if it was hundreds or thousands of years in the past, would always be passed down to the human world. This was what was called a classic.

Even though people nowadays don't use fish skin to make clothes, and they don't like paintings made from fish skin, But these things are the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors, symbolizing our ancient civilization. Just because of this, all the inheritances of all civilizations are meaningful.

When Liu Sanshun told Fu Xiaoqing this good news, Fu Xiaoqing jumped up in joy and even gave Liu Sanshun a big hug.

This made Liu Sanshun feel dizzy. He felt that happiness had fallen from the sky like a huge meteor that pierced through the starry sky, the atmosphere, and hit him impartially.

This news quickly spread in the village.

The success of Liu Sanshun's live broadcast had also become a topic of discussion among the families.

Everyone said that the heavens could not starve to death and blind the birds. Horse dung eggs would one day also have a fever.

Some people also said that. . . Liu Sanshun had only broadcasted it. If he sold something, then there would be a lot of people selling it online. He had only sold a few items, so how could it be counted as a ball?

Little River Village wasn't big. It wouldn't take long for the whole village to know about this small matter. Some of them were praising Liu Sanshun, some were making sarcastic remarks, and some were pouring cold water on him. There were also those who were envious. There were also those who were jealous.

Among them, the one who was the most angry was naturally Ma Xiaoxin.

Compared to Liu Sanshun, he was an authentic gay.

He had nothing to do at home these days. Apart from wandering around all day, Ma Xiaoxin's attention was on Liu Sanshun.

He would occasionally go to Liu Sanshun's livestream room to take a look. Every time there were fewer people, he would be happy. When there were more people, he would get angry.

He was a typical narrow-minded person with red eyes.

That day, he heard that Liu Sanshun and Hao Dali had joined hands and not only sold a lot of caviar, but they also sold several fish-skin paintings. Even Fu Xiaoqing's most recent Eight Jun painting was sold at a high price of 2,000 yuan.

Ma Xiaoxin finally could not sit still.

He felt that if this continued, not only would Fu Xiaoqing belong to Liu Sanshun, but he, Ma Xiaoxin, would no longer have the face to stay in the village.

Everyone knew that Ma Xiaoxin had been thinking about Old Fu's daughter for many years. Furthermore, his family was the richest man in the village. This time, it was good. His eldest daughter was not in his hands. Instead, he was being payed by a poor guy.

How could he tolerate this?

He could not tolerate the difference between them!

Ma Xiaoxin rolled his eyes and a malicious idea surfaced in his mind.

That afternoon, Liu Sanshun was busy practicing his fish skin painting at home. He was concentrating when the yard door rang. Ma Xiaoxin walked in with two people.

"Yo, Brother Sanshun, you're busy. I heard you've been quite popular recently. "

Liu Sanshun looked up and saw that it was Ma Xiaoxin. He felt a little upset.

This fellow had not appeared for many days. Now that he had suddenly come, it was definitely a weasel paying respects to a chicken. He had no good intentions.

"What are you so angry about? Why are you fooling around?"

Liu Sanshun put down the work in his hands and vigilantly sized them up.

Ma Xiaoxin smiled. "Look at your nervous look, as if we were going to rob you. I say, Brother Sanshun, don't misunderstand. I just heard that you've been doing well recently, so I came to see you. I didn't take our misunderstanding to heart at all. Do you still remember it?"

Liu San Shun said in his heart that you didn't take it to heart. For people like you, if you have any grudges, you have to engrave them deep in your soul and merge them into your marrow and blood!

He laughed and said, "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? Hahahaha, how could there be any misunderstanding between us? We're from the countryside. If there's anything, just say it. "

Liu Sanshun had never felt that there was a misunderstanding between him and Ma Xiaoxin. Both of them were filled with hatred.

Ma Xiaoxin was all smiles as he walked in front of Liu Sanshun. He glanced at the phone screen in front of him and saw that Liu Sanshun had already turned off the live broadcast. He smiled and said: "There's no live broadcast. I see that you have quite a number of fans recently. The phone is not bad. When did you buy it? That should be a few thousand, right? Looks like you're really making money now. "

Ma Xiaoxin had nothing to say, so Liu Sanshun couldn't be bothered with him. He thought to himself, If I told you that your dad bought this phone, Ma Xiaoxin would probably die of anger on the spot.

"If you're fine, I'll go feed the goose. "

Liu Sanshun got up and left, leaving Ma Xiaoxin at the side.

Ma Xiaoxin didn't mind. He looked around Liu Sanshun's house and talked to him. His small eyes were shining with malicious intent. . .