After a series of examinations, Mo Nanfeng's final result was naturally very healthy. Even Sigwen felt that it was a little abnormal.
In this regard, Mo Nanfeng could only say: Liyue Immortal Art, you are worthy of cultivation.
On the way from Melopentery to the Opikle Opera House, Mo Nanfeng saw the medicine bag in Fu Fu's hand and wanted to go back to the Duke's office immediately to chop Leosli into pieces and feed him to the fish.
You are so good, Leosley. I said I didn’t want it, but you actually sold it to Fu Fu.
Since you did this, don't blame me for being ruthless. It won't be so easy for you to drink this tea in the future.
If Leosli knew what Mo Nanfeng was thinking at this moment, he would definitely cry out in pain, "It's so unfair!"
It was obviously Funina who asked for it, why am I the one who got hurt!!!
But is it important? Obviously it is not important. Between believing in Fu Fu and Leosili, Mo Nanfeng will choose Fu Fu without hesitation.
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On the second day of rehearsal, everyone made great progress compared to the first day.
The details of some minor issues became impeccable under Funina's command.
In this second scene, Mo Nanfeng, the male lead, does not have many scenes, and most of them are about the inner drama of the heroine, Funina.
Therefore, after finishing his part, Mo Nanfeng said he had something to do and left.
As for what this thing is? Of course it's a proposal plan.
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In the open-air cafe, at the invitation of Kamisato Ayato, Mo Nanfeng officially met with the fireworks supplier Naganohara Yomiya.
The people sitting around the dining table were the Kamisato siblings, Xiao Gong, and Mo Nanfeng.
After hearing some of Mo Nanfeng's requests, Xiao Gong was completely surprised. She didn't expect that the brother in front of her would be so romantic.
"Wow! Such beautiful fireworks, how did you come up with this, Brother Mo Nanfeng!
Of course I can make them, but I can only make the special ones mentioned above because time is really limited. As for the ordinary fireworks, I will have to ask others to do it for me.”
Nodding, Mo Nanfeng automatically ignored the word "brother" and replied, "Then I'll trouble Xiaogong's little...sister. Not only will you help me shoot Yingying, but I will also ask you to make fireworks and travel in your spare time."
"Hehe, it's okay. This is my first time helping someone propose. It's exciting just thinking about it!"
Xiao Gong's mind is now filled with the image of fireworks blooming all over the sky, so how could he feel tired or troubled?
As for the title of brother, she just followed Linghua in calling him that.
Mo Nanfeng felt very good when he heard such a passionate sentence. His good impression of Xiao Gong rose to a higher level. What a lively and lovely girl.
After thinking for a few seconds, Mo Nanfeng reached into his pocket, took out a check from the International Bank, wrote a considerable reward on it, and then handed it to Xiao Gong.
"I don't know how much the fireworks cost, but such complicated fireworks must be time-consuming and laborious. Here are two million Mora. If it's not enough, I can make up for it."
Xiao Gong's outstretched hand paused in mid-air, and he was completely stunned. For a moment he thought he had heard wrongly.
On the side, Kamisato Ayato and Kamisato Ayaka, who had been silent, were also stunned and for a moment wondered if there was something wrong with their hearing.
After realizing what was happening, Kamisato Ayaka stood up, walked to Xiao Gong's side, looked down at the number written on the check and was very surprised.
"Two million Mora? Brother Mo Nanfeng, are you mistaken?"
"Yes! Yes! Although these fireworks are complicated, they will cost less than two million Mora." At this moment, the people in Xiao Palace were the dumbest.
Hearing what the two said, Mo Nanfeng blinked and turned to look at Kamisato Ayato who was still trying to hold back her laughter, feeling very strange.
"In Fontaine, handicrafts are very valuable, and such complex fireworks are rare. They are indeed worth two million Mora."
Perhaps because he had stayed in Fontaine for too long, the prices and culture here were very different from those in Inazuma, which was why Mo Nanfeng offered two million Mora.
In fact, deep down, Mo Nanfeng still felt that he had taken advantage.
For fireworks like this, some local fireworks merchants in Fontaine would ask for three million Mora!
......
After a long while, in a one-on-three verbal battle, Mo Nanfeng defeated the Inazuma trio led by Kamisato Ayato with his eloquent tongue and successfully stuffed two million Mora into Xiao Gong's pocket.
With one hand holding the check for two million Mora in his pocket, Xiao Gong felt like he was dreaming and was completely panicked.
In Inazuma, even if she sold all the fireworks, even for a huge event like the summer festival, if all the profits from Inazuma's fireworks were divided, her family would only get a few hundred thousand Mora.
But this time, no one was competing with him for business, no one was trying to do anything bad, and even the raw materials were provided by Mo Nanfeng. He only had to take the time to make six fireworks.
Net profit of 2 million Mora! Is Naganohara Fireworks Shop going to become bigger and stronger?
Thinking of this, Xiao Gong couldn't help but reveal a happy smile on her face. She could even imagine her father's expression when he knew that he had earned two million.
It must be funny!
Kamisato Ayaka covered her forehead and said helplessly: "Brother Nanfeng, you are still so straightforward. These two million Mora can live a life of plenty in any country."
"Is it a lot?" Mo Nanfeng used to have a concept of money, but now he has more money than he can spend, so he has no concept of it.
.......
After sending Linghua and Xiaogong back to the hotel where they were staying, Mo Nanfeng put his arm around Kamisato Ayato's shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother Ayato, do you want to go out for a drink?"
With his eyes tilted, Kamisato Ayato looked at Mo Nanfeng's craving for wine and couldn't help but think of something.
The twelve-year-old Mo Nanfeng took the twelve-year-old Kamisato Ayato to the castle tower to steal the libation of General Raiden...
I only remember that at that time, Mo Nanfeng got me very drunk and I almost passed out.
When he woke up at the Narukami Taisha Shrine, Mo Nanfeng had already left Inazuma.
Spreading his arms, Kamisato Ayato also put his arm around Mo Nanfeng's shoulders and replied with a smile: "Let's go! I couldn't drink more than you when we were young, but now it may not be the case."
"Then I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight."
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Ah!!! Who is a good person who still works tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!!!
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