When Xu Shang made these expensive items, he guessed that some very wealthy people would buy them. Xu Shang must earn this money, after all, it is nothing to the rich people.
But Xu Shang deliberately set the price very high, because...
He is really the only one doing all these things right now!
This is why Xu Shang currently doesn’t like basic professions very much. It is true that each of them is useful, but the problem is that he is such a big chairman, but he also has to work part-time as the chief chef, chief clay sculptor, chief architect... and he has to do everything himself.
Is this what a chairman should do?
I didn't know if he was a contract laborer captured by some unscrupulous kiln!
Xu Shang sighed. Fortunately, he had been thinking about making money recently, so he basically made clay sculptures when he had nothing to do. He was at the highest level and could make clay sculptures while watching TV, sometimes for a whole day.
"The room next door is full of inventory. I've had people pack them into boxes. Please arrange for a few people to deliver them over."
Seeing that there was stock, Third Sister Jiang was no longer in a hurry. She took out another letter from her pocket and handed it over.
"What is this?"
"This is a joint letter from the guests to you!"
"A joint letter to me?"
Xu Shang curiously opened the letter and found that it was written in twisted and crawling words:
“Hello, respected inheritor of intangible cultural heritage, admired folk artist, honorable leader of handicrafts, and skilled clay sculpture master!”
Xu Shang: “…”
This guy, his mouth is full of honey.
Xu Shang continued to read:
"In order to ensure that your livelihood is properly resolved, in order for you to revitalize our country's material cultural heritage, and in order for such elegant classical art to be known by more people, we all agree that you should increase the price of these artworks..."
Xu Shang was stunned and continued reading the letter.
Good job!
There are more than thirty people who signed it?
What a psycho!
What have you become after being trained by the figurines from Xiao Ri Zi Country?
…
At the same time, the extremely luxurious car stopped in the square again. Shen Xingchen walked without caring about his relatives, took the 30,000 yuan pocket money he had just asked from his old father, and decided to make another big purchase.
However, when he saw the crowded clay sculpture shop in the distance, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
When I walked in, I saw the scene... clean and tidy!
"Fuck, who the hell is this!"
Shen Xingchen was shocked. He just made this one trip back and forth, and the store that was originally full of goods was now completely empty. There was not even a fucking chicken feather to be seen... The most outrageous thing was that there were still a lot of people!
This store is empty. What are you guys doing here?
After asking, I found out that this store actually also has a private figure customization service. Shen Xingchen looked at the cute little figure, then looked at its prototype, the waitress, and suddenly felt the urge to buy the waitress home as well.
"How much is this?" Shen Xingchen asked directly.
"This is not for sale!" The waitress subconsciously protected her clay sculpture. According to the chairman, this clay sculpture belonged to them from the moment it was made, but it had to be counted as part of the work props.
Shen Xingchen curled his lips and asked again; "When will your store restock?"
"The store manager has already asked. Our handicrafts are all handmade. We can't produce too many at once. Please understand."
Shen Xingchen had no choice but to wait with his hands folded. The service in the store was surprisingly good. They prepared some free snacks and drinks for those who were waiting, which made his anxiety disappear completely.
Just as Shen Xingchen was leisurely eating fried wontons, Third Sister Jiang returned with restockings.
Shen Xingchen's eyes lit up, and he poured all the fried wontons into his mouth, chewing them up like a tiger swallowing food. His feet had already started moving, and he quickly walked to Jiang Sanjie and asked, "Manager, do you have any more Chinese dragons?"
"Excuse me, sir. Our chief clay sculptor doesn't have any extra Chinese dragons, but we do have the latest top-quality ones. Do you want any?"
"The newest top star?"
"Seven-colored Qilin!"
"Seven-colored Qilin?"
Third Sister Jiang opened the box and took out the clay sculpture. This is another school of clay sculpture, the product of the colored sculpture style. The Qilin's handsome and unrestrained figure reminds people of the nine-colored deer in the Dunhuang murals. The colors on the Qilin are even more charming. The various colors are cleverly and layered together without any abruptness, as if the entire vibrant nature is draped on its back.
Shen Xingchen's eyes lit up: "No matter how many there are, I want them all!"
A voice came from behind him immediately: "Little brother, you can't be like this! We got here earlier than you!"
"That's right, you want them all, what should we do? This is unacceptable!"
…
After all the trouble, Shen Xingchen returned home angrily with a colorful unicorn.
It was obvious that no one was competing with me last time, but this time, there were so many competitors.
He even failed to buy a model of the young Jingwei in a blue dress with feathers that he really liked!
Damn it!
While gritting his teeth, Shen Xingchen moved large and small boxes of clay sculptures from the garage to the living room. Then, just when he was halfway there, a scene occurred that made him even more angry.
His father opened the box again and was holding the box with the colorful unicorn in his hands, reluctant to let it go.
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