C16 Old Mistress

Bai Xian immediately shook his head because he was anxious, and even pulled on Song Yue's sleeves: "It's fine, I'm not injured. I just want to give the excess food to them to eat."

The beggars, seeing how intimate they were, thought they were husband and wife. "Thank you, kind lords and ladies, thank you."

Bai Xian and Song Yue were both shocked by the way the beggars addressed them. In order to prevent Song Yue from seeing their embarrassed state, she lowered her head and ran to Big Sis Liu's shop.

When Big Sis Liu saw Bai Xian, her eyes lit up, she kept asking about Song Yue's situation, but just gave her a perfunctory answer.

After chatting for a long time, Bai Xian finally asked the question he wanted to know, "Big sister Liu, why do you think the business of Lilai Pavilion is so good? We don't have many rich people in this town, do we? "

Big Sis Liu mysteriously blinked her eyes: "Lilai Pavilion is a place for the rich to eat. Of course, those people are willing to spend money just for face. The dishes in the Lilai Pavilion are several times more expensive than those in other restaurants. "

Bai Xian had never been to Lilai Pavilion, but Big Sis Liu's words were serious, she finally believed it: "Big Sis Liu, our store has always had bad business, I don't know what to do."

Big Sis Liu was older than Bai Xian by a dozen years, and her thinking was more mature. "Because our Qing He Street originally does not have many people, and your shop just opened recently, so many people do not know about it."

Bai Xian suddenly thought of the advertisements in his previous life. Those advertisements were produced by manufacturers in order to let more people understand their own products.

Bai Xian got a new idea from Big Sis Liu. It turned out that she wanted to hire a few helpers and line up with them when there were more people at the restaurant.

Now that she changed her mind, she planned to advertise the Bai Yue Stall and let everyone know that a new restaurant was opened here.

But who? She walked into the Bai Yue Stall with a troubled face, and saw the beggars squatting at a corner, eating and holding plates of food.

"Don't just squat and eat, sit on the stool and eat."

The leader said, "Thank you Madam for your great kindness. We are dirty, so we shouldn't sit on stools."

Bai Xian was helpless, he immediately laughed mysteriously: "Do you all want to earn money?"

The reason why beggars could become beggars was because they didn't have money, and couldn't earn any either. Bai Xian's suggestion almost made the beggars squatting on the ground choking on their mouths as they ate.

The Beggar replied, "Of course we are willing."

Bai Xian nodded his head in satisfaction: "You guys can go back to rest after eating lunch. I'll pass you the things I prepared early tomorrow morning."

The good cause that Bai Xian had inadvertently planted was slowly turning into a good result.

The beggars happily left. Song Yue quietly looked at Bai Xian, why was she able to surprise him time and time again?

"What can I do for you? Why do you insist on looking for them?"

Bai Xian laughed slyly: "They spend their days wandering around Street, so they naturally know where there are more people."

Song Yue did not understand, and did not bother to think about it. In any case, Bai Xian would not do anything that would harm him.

That night, Bai Xian did not sleep at all. She slept in her own room, using her waste paper to practice her creativity.

This was Bai Xian's first time drawing a flyer, because she was very concerned about the benefits of the Bai Yue Stall, she changed it many times before finalizing it.

She wrote, drew, and finally drew dozens of flyers in the early hours of the morning.

Bai Xian was so tired, she took her work to a place far away from the oil lamp and directly laid down on the table and fell asleep.

On the morning of the second day, Song Yue discovered Bai Xian's abnormality. Her eyes were completely bloodshot, and her neck was a little stiff.

At this time, Bai Xian didn't care about the discomfort her body felt, and kept looking outside. She was already unable to wait to see the beggars from yesterday.

Finally, the leader came by himself. "Shopkeeper Bai, if there's anything I can do for you, I'll take care of it."

She took out the work she had drawn last night. "This is our shop's flyer. I would like you to take advantage of the darkness to paste these flyers onto the wall."

The beggar leader patted his chest. This kind of mission was too simple, he could guarantee that he would be able to complete it by himself.

Bai Xian had repeatedly told her not to give the flyer to anyone else. Once other people found out, her little snack bar would definitely change hands.

After the leader of the beggars left, Song Yue frowned: "Bai Xian, it was too easy to trust him, we don't even recognize him."

Bai Xian stubbornly shook his head: "Brother Song Yue, I believe that they are good people. In order to not dirty the chairs and eat, this is the first time I have seen something like this."

When Song Yue saw that the little girl had started spinning again, he quickly pulled her to the backyard.

Bai Xian took out the promotional page he left behind and placed it on the millstone to pull Song Yue over to take a look.

"Brother Song, I drew it myself."

Bai Xian spent a few strokes to draw the real Bai Yue Stall. On the promotional page, the scenery of Bai Yue Stall was displayed at the bottom left corner, and on the right side, the address of Bai Yue Stall, as well as the preferential conditions for ordering dishes were displayed.

The discount Bai Xian listed was to buy three dishes for one dish. After eating, they would even be able to draw a lottery, although it might not earn too much money, but it would quickly attract new customers.

At this time, Song Yue had noticed the preferential treatment that Bai Xian had proposed. This was good for everyone to order more dishes, but also to raise Bai Yue Stall's visibility.

Song Yue sighed, he thought that he saw through something wrong, and anxiously asked: "Big brother Song Yue, is there something wrong?"

Song Yue shook his head: "No, I didn't expect your painting to be so good. Which mister did you learn it from?"

Bai Xian said with a bitter face: "Big brother Song Yue only knows how to mock me."

Because only the beggars would put up flyers tonight, Bai Xian had to endure the fact that there were very few customers in the shop today.

But something didn't seem right, she carefully sized up the people in the hall, and discovered that the girls who usually specifically came to eat for Song Yue were all gone, what was going on?

A kind-hearted person told Bai Xian that it seemed that someone had just said that Song Yue and Bai Xian were a husband and wife. In the end, those girls who were wholeheartedly pursuing Song Yue all left in grief.

Bai Xian was extremely agitated in her heart. She was really looking forward to see the flyer on the wall tomorrow. She waited.

At the same time, in a deserted house in the town, the beggar took out the things that Bai Xian gave him and divided them evenly between their heads: "These things were all given to me by little benefactor today, we must do our best to complete this task."

It was a dark, windy night which was the most suitable time for her to do things. Bai Xian wanted to go out and see if the beggars had finished pasting their pamphlets, but Bai’s mother and Bai Xiu had forbidden her to go out. She could only pace around the courtyard thinking about Bai Yue Stall.

Suddenly, a pitch black figure appeared in front of him. This person was dressed in night clothes, with a face scarf wrapped around his face, revealing only his eyes, causing Bai Xian to be startled.

Song Yue saw that Bai Xian did not recognize him and anxiously asked.

"Little deity, it's me."

Bai Xian rubbed his eyes with all his might. Why did Song Yue look like a righteous man during the day, like a lone wolf in the desert at night?