Feeling like his hands were going to be useless, Chunfeng put down his brush and kept moving his wrists and shoulders.
From time to time, there would be one or two small complaints coming out of his mouth, and his frowning look made people feel inexplicably distressed.
"What, your hands are sore?" When Baili Mochen appeared in Chunfeng's room, Chunfeng was saying, "I'm so tired, my aunt."
Seeing Chunfeng's movements, Baili Mochen couldn't help but ask.
"Hey, why are you here at this time?" Chunfeng estimated that it was almost past midnight at this time. Why did he come so late
"Well, I can't sleep alone, so I'm here!" Baili Mochen took Chunfeng's hand and rubbed it gently.
I don't know if Baili Mochen has learned massage, but Chunfeng felt that the pain in his arm was relieved a lot when he pressed it like this.
"Okay, I'm fine." After quietly massaging for a long time, Chunfeng felt that he was much more comfortable, so he was about to take back his arm. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to take back his arm, he was given a strong blow by him again. Caught it back.
"Just press it for a while longer!" Baili Mochen lowered his head and looked at Chunfeng's hand seriously.
"..." Okay, then keep pressing. Chunfeng really enjoyed this comfortable feeling, so he simply lay down on the table and gave his hand to him for massage.
Unknowingly, Chunfeng fell asleep on the table. She was lazy because she was too tired during the day.
After Baili Mochen watched Chunfeng sleep soundly, he gently put Chunfeng's arms away. He originally wanted to take her to bed, but he was afraid of waking her up, so Baili Mochen put his robe on her again. On her.
Only then did he lower his head and notice what Chunfeng had written. It felt quite novel to him.
I remember that Chunfeng had been writing this before coming here, as if he was very anxious to get it.
So Baili Mochen picked up his pen and started writing imitating the spring breeze's calligraphy.
Not to mention, the Junxiu calligraphy used by a grown man to imitate a woman is very stylish, almost exactly the same as Chunfeng's calligraphy.
While Baili Mochen was writing, he also paid attention to wiping the saliva of the people next to him from time to time. Chunfeng lay on the table and fell asleep, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, without any image.
But just like this, when she and Baili Mochen were together, there seemed to be no sense of disharmony. On the contrary, it made people feel like a beautiful and tender picture.
Because Dr. Yu said before that he was not allowed to be emotional, so he didn't dare to get too close to Chunfeng now. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control it...
So it’s good to write, isn’t it
...
When Chunyu came and knocked on the door the next morning, Chunfeng jumped out of bed with excitement.
Chunfeng's first reaction when she woke up was, why did she fall asleep? She hadn't finished writing her leaflet yet! How could he suddenly fall asleep
Chunfeng's mind came back to her senses, and she remembered that she seemed to have fallen asleep only after Baili came last night. It was that guy, why did it have to be so comfortable! I couldn't accomplish anything I did.
With sadness in his heart, Chunfeng got up and opened the door for Chunyu. When he walked to the table, he saw that there were hundreds of pieces of paper neatly placed there.
Chunfeng picked up one in disbelief and looked at it. Aren't the words on it his own? When did you write so much? Chunfeng looked confused.
But when he looked closely at the words, they were slightly different from his own. Chunfeng thought he must have written them while he was asleep.
Suddenly, I felt warm in my heart again. It seemed that he was quite considerate!
Looking at the amount of paper that fell, Chunfeng was even more happy. This was the speed of a copier. Chunfeng simply loved him to death.
"Wow, Chunfeng, when did you write so much?" Chunyu exclaimed as she walked in and looked at the thick paper on the table.
"Um, this was written last night. How many did you write?"
Chunfeng was immersed in his own little world. When Chunyu said this, he suddenly came back to his senses and lied at a loss.
"We can only write a little more than you. My hands are sore from writing. Is this enough?" Chunyu asked, shaking her already aching arms.
"Well, I'll need more later, but you and mother can write it slowly and don't be so anxious. I'll go back and find someone to write for me. The more, the better."
It was expected by Chunfeng that the eldest sister and the others didn't write much, so she went outside to find someone to write for them.
The reason why I had to work hard last night was because I was in a hurry to use it today.
After breakfast, Chunfeng came to the store with all the flyers. The clerks were already waiting in the store, and a few smart people gathered together to study the strange things that Chunfeng made.
"Master, you are here!"
When the guys saw the spring breeze coming, they all greeted the spring breeze respectfully.
"Well, why are you all gathered here?" Chunfeng asked when he saw them all gathered together.
"The little ones are very curious when they see these things are very novel, so..."
A boy named Li Quan pointed at several things behind him and said.
Seeing that they were all very curious about these things, Chunfeng showed a nice smile on his face and said to everyone.
"Then I will teach you how to use these things today!"
"Okay, okay!" Chunfeng said hello as soon as he said there were a few studious ones.
They really wanted to know how to use this thing. Just now they wanted to try it themselves, but they were afraid of breaking it. Now they have a master to teach them and they are not afraid anymore.
"Well, then you go and fetch the meat and charcoal fire prepared in the kitchen!" Chunfeng nodded and asked a few people to go to the back kitchen to fetch things.
Several waiters quickly ran to the back kitchen and got what Chunfeng wanted. Chunfeng took everyone directly to the largest private room on the second floor.
There is no other reason than that there is one of the most special things inside, which is the tables specially made by Chunfeng.
There is a circular groove in the middle of this kind of table, which can just fit a small stove. The size of the stove is also exactly the size of the groove, and it fits perfectly.
There is a small window at the bottom to provide oxygen for the charcoal fire to burn. A stone pot is placed on top. The stone pot is only about one centimeter away from the first tabletop.
This can not only isolate the dust generated by the charcoal fire, but also not affect the rotation of the table below.
Yes, what Chunfeng makes is a modern version of a round table with a turntable. The difference is that Chunfeng slightly modified it and turned it into such a round table that can burn a stove!
However, Chunfeng only built a few private rooms upstairs. Firstly, the budget was really limited, and secondly, it was to test the effect.
"This is my exclusive table. The place in the middle is where the stove is. The main thing we sell is meat and vegetables, which are fried and grilled in the stone pot above and eaten with our special dipping sauce. The material of this stone pot is made of blue swallow stone from the north. The food produced is more delicious than other pots, and it also has beauty and health effects. You must remember what I said! , if a customer asks in the future, I don’t want to hear someone say they don’t know. "
Chunfeng suddenly said with a serious tone.