Mr. Feng looked at the two places pointed by Gu Xiaoyou, considered the layout, and muttered: "Maybe it's okay."

"Ouch, I almost forgot to write down the opening date." Gu Xiaoyou touched her chin, and there was no room to write the name of her shop.

Mr. Feng dipped his index finger into some tea and traced it a few times on the desk: "What do you think of drawing small dots on the food and adding all the words?"

"That doesn't look good." Gu Xiaoyou pouted, looking at the water marks on the table, and suddenly an idea flashed.

"Why don't we write the names of the stores and draw the appearance of each store in the background."

"What does Boss Gu mean..." Mr. Feng asked not quite understanding.

"What I mean is to make the food more attractive, write the address clearly, and mark the opening date in a big way. People who see the poster will be curious about what it is, and they will find it based on the address. They will recognize the shop when they see it on the poster.

Wouldn't it be interesting to find out where the food is?" Gu Xiaoyou expressed her thoughts enthusiastically.

"It's very wonderful." Mr. Feng praised: "In this way, according to the mentality of exploring the secrets, there will also be guests looking for it."

"That's right, let's make the poster look like a treasure map." Gu Xiaoyou said with a smile.

Mr. Feng nodded affirmatively: "Please tell me how to draw the shop."

"You come with me."

Gu Xiaoyou took a few posters and led Mr. Feng through the backyard to the copy shop. He walked straight to the window, opened the window, pointed to the shop opposite and said, "That's the shop opposite."

He said, picking up the poster: "This picture shows the food in the third shop, this one is the fourth shop, and the last one is the shop next to the medical center."

Mr. Feng looked at the shops and posters on the street and nodded: "I'll draw them right now."

"I'll get you paper and pen." There wasn't much else in the copy shop except paper and pen. Gu Xiaoyou turned around and got new paper and pen from the shelf, and borrowed a well-ground ink from the copyist.

of inkstone.

Handing the pen and paper to Mr. Feng, Gu Xiaoyou held the inkstone with his hand: "Sir, please draw."

"Yes." Mr. Feng responded. He first carefully observed the appearance of the shop opposite, and then carefully dipped his pen in ink and painted on the paper.

Gu Xiaoyou held the inkstone like a little book boy.

He was just a lively little book boy. Sometimes he would lean over to look at the drawing paper, and sometimes he would look at the street opposite, holding the inkstone and looking here and there.

Carrying an inkstone is a boring job, and Gu Xiaoyou got bored after a while, but it was the foreman who saved her.

A table and chairs were brought to her, and Gu Xiaoyou thanked her. She originally wanted to give the seat to Mr. Feng, but Mr. Feng entered the "painting realm" and concentrated on painting.

Gu Xiaoyou did not disturb his interest and picked up a book copied in the shop to read.

I became interested when I saw it like this. I don’t know which storyteller compiled the story. The parents were very short-tempered, but the scholar who wrote the book was also quite good. His language was humorous and he compiled all the little things with great interest.

Gu Xiaoyou watched with gusto and wanted to grab a handful of melon seeds, eating the melon seeds while reading.

After she finished reading less than half of the book, Mr. Feng also put down his brush.

He blew the ink on the painting and placed the three posters in front of Gu Xiaoyou: "Do you think this painting is okay?"

Gu Xiaoyou reluctantly moved his eyes away from the book and looked at the poster on the table. He was happy when he saw it. Mr. Feng's painting was really good.

The food in the painting is very tempting, and the shop in the background is not overwhelming, but it is also very detailed, even the tiles on the roof are painted.

Moreover, Mr. Feng chose a good angle of view, which happens to be the diagonal side of the shop. If you walk in from the street, the first thing you see is the shop from this angle.

"It's great. You can identify which room is which at a glance." Gu Xiaoyou praised: "Then please sir, please spend a few more pictures like this so I can use them more easily."

"Okay, I'll go back and let the painters catch up on the work." Mr. Feng replied.

"Thank you for your hard work, I will give you more overtime pay." Gu Xiaoyou said generously.

"My overtime pay can be saved." Mr. Feng smiled sheepishly: "I wonder if I can change it to the food on the poster..."

"Okay, overtime pay will be paid. Whichever food you want to eat, I'll prepare it and deliver it to you." Gu Xiaoyou said cheerfully.

Mr. Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he pointed to the food on the poster: "If it's not troublesome, I want to eat this."

Gu Xiaoyou took a look at the poster and didn't expect that Mr. Feng's gentle love for spicy food was referring to the spicy hotpot.

"Okay, I'll prepare it for you right now." Gu Xiaoyou happily agreed, and he and Mr. Feng immediately copied the bookstore.

When leaving, Gu Xiaoyou took away the unfinished storybook.

She held an oil-paper umbrella and jogged to the restaurant.

In the restaurant, three chefs were practicing, and a spicy and spicy aroma came from the kitchen.

After shaking off the rainwater on the oil-paper umbrella at the door, Gu Xiaoyou quickly walked into the restaurant and smelled the spicy hotpot as soon as he entered.

"It tastes really good." Gu Xiaoyou sniffed and walked into the kitchen with satisfaction.

The three cooks were concentrating on practicing and did not notice Gu Xiaoyou's arrival.

Gu Xiaoyou put his hands behind his back and tiptoed, walking quietly behind the three people, looking at this person's pot, then at that person's pot. At this time, a cook was loading the pot, and he happened to meet Gu Xiaoyou's appraising eyes.

, was suddenly startled.

The pot in his hand was almost thrown out, and the cook said with lingering fear: "Boss, why don't you say anything?"

"Hey, I see you are doing this seriously, I don't want to disturb you." Gu Xiaoyou touched his nose and said sheepishly.

The cook shook his head. Although the boss was good at his craftsmanship, he was just like a child sometimes.

After all, he is still young, the cook thought with emotion, and put the food in the pot into a bowl: "Try it."

"Okay." Gu Xiaoyou took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage and picked up a piece of vegetables in the bowl.

Chewing carefully, Gu Xiaoyou gave a thumbs up: "As expected of the chef I chose, it tastes great."

"You taught me well," the cook said cheerfully.

Gu Xiaoyou said no more and took a few more bites of the food in the bowl, proving with his actions that the chef's skills were good.

The other two cooks also turned off the fire, took out the dishes, and said positively: "Boss, please try my rice noodles."

"Try my spicy hotpot."

"No hurry, no rush, I'll try them one by one."

As he said that, Gu Xiaoyou poured himself a glass of water, rinsed his mouth, held a small bowl and chopsticks, like a food judge on TV, first looked at the appearance of the dish, and then put the chopsticks in it.

I picked a few times.
Chapter completed!