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However, since he has already understood this point, it is not too late. Wuqi calmed down again when he thought of this. At the same time, his eyes became firmer, and he secretly made up his mind to survive here by relying on his own abilities instead of leaving again.

"Boss, what are you going to do? We can't do odd jobs in the city now, so what else can we do to make money?" Xiaobai asked when he thought of the key to the problem.

Wuqi didn't rush to answer, and thought for a while before saying, "It's not okay to do odd jobs, we can try opening a store by ourselves."

"But, we have no money!" Xiaobai nodded slightly after hearing this, and was full of expectations for Wuqi's new idea. However, after careful, he remembered that his side was very tight now and was a little embarrassed, and said.

"We can borrow money if we don't have money." Wuqi smiled slightly, but instead said confidently.

Seeing that his boss was cheering up again, Xiaobai was very happy. All his worries and worries were thrown out of the sky by it in an instant, and it became more and more confident, because it believed in Wuqi's ability.

On the second day, as expected, Wuqi actually borrowed money as soon as he came out. Although the amount was very small, he still collected enough money to open a small shop after borrowing a few more times and spent all the money. Xiaobai started business with Wuqi that day.

Because of lack of experience and only doing rough and heavy work before, Wuqi could think of the project is very simple, which is to provide zero-hour short-term work for each store. However, the project encountered huge resistance at the beginning and it was not very smooth.

First of all, it is difficult to find a suitable candidate in terms of manpower. People who are willing to work in short-term workers think that the wages are too low, and the owner of the shop who is willing to find him to work in short-term workers also think that these short-term workers have a bad temper, are not attentive enough, and are too short of time. They have no good impression of Wuqi's store from the beginning.

After a long time, after taking on several more transactions but not succeeded, Wuqi, a just-in-the-breaking small shop naturally had to end with a tragic bankruptcy.

Such a result was unexpected. He always thought that with his own ability, he could start from a small business and make himself slowly gain a foothold here. However, the cruel reality taught him a lesson again. Without any experience, it was really a naive joke to succeed if he wanted to think about it alone.

"Boss, we can't do this! The store has been closed but the income has not been paid. In the long run, the money we borrowed will be spent soon! And it won't be paid back at all! I think we might as well take out our real skills and secretly go to some shop to grab some money for use. In this way, we can find a friend and reopen! We can even add more wages to the workers!"

Xiaobai also noticed something was wrong and said his heartfelt words to Wuqi.

Wuqi understood what Xiaobai was referring to as a real skill, which was the ability of a cultivator. But the boy Sancai had already warned himself that if he wanted to improve his realm and gain essential breakthroughs in strength, he could not use the ability of a cultivator. If he used it, then his journey of cultivating his mind would be equivalent to giving up halfway. How could he talk about experiencing a normal life?

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi shook his head and said, "No! I must live here in the way of an ordinary person, rather than relying on the ability of a cultivator."

"But, boss, we have no choice! It's not possible to find a job and work in a short-term job, or to open a store by yourself. Do you have any other ways to make money? If we continue like this, within three days, the customers who lend us money will come to us! How are you going to pay back that amount of money?" Xiaobai heard this and did not agree with Wuqi's idea and argued seriously.

"This... is indeed a problem."

Wuqi nodded and affirmed Xiaobai's intention, but at the same time, he did not deny himself and began to think seriously, wanting to see if there is still a solution to both sides.

However, the reality is very cruel. My contemplation did not gain anything I wanted in the end, and the only thing I gained was greater loss.

As a result, Xiaobai's body was swelling, and the aura of a cultivator also spread out in an instant. Seeing Xiaobai's figure flashing and leaving here, Wuqi's eyes flashed with a shock. He quickly spoke, and immediately stopped Xiaobai and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Boss!" Xiaobai did not look back, but stopped and said, "I'll help you grab it! Since the boy who spends money said that he would let you experience the life of ordinary people, then don't go, I'll go alone.

Boss, just wait for me here. You won’t be able to come back at my speed until you go back to the palace for too long. What we lack the most now is money. As long as you have money, everything will be easy to do..."

"Leave it for me!!!"

Hearing this, Wuqi suddenly became angry and did not give Xiaobai a chance to leave. He suddenly interrupted Xiaobai, shouting heavily, and a ferocious blue veins appeared on his forehead, and he said angrily: "You go and help me, what's the difference between me and myself? If I use the money you snatched from the palace, will I still live the life that an ordinary person should live?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiaobai was speechless. These words made him understand his mistakes at once and lowered his head apologetically.

Seeing this scene, Wuqi knew that Xiaobai would not leave him without permission. His expression finally calmed down. He calmly touched Xiaobai's head and comforted him: "Xiaobai, I know you did this for my own good. But you must understand that what we really lack now is not money, but the correct way to make money.

Trust me! Give me one night and I will definitely come up with a solution and will never disappoint you."

"Boss..." Xiaobai's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and he looked at Wuqi in disbelief. He never expected that Wuqi would still maintain such strong confidence at this time.

Wuqi nodded, and quickly smiled and gave Xiaobai a positive look. Xiaobai then calmed down, completely calmed down, no longer had random thoughts, and returned to the place where he rested and went to rest.

Until he saw Xiaobai sleeping, the smile and confidence that Wuqi had always maintained on his face disappeared and was replaced by serious and contemplative expressions.

After a whole night, I heard "Oh oh..." A clear rooster crow outside the house suddenly rose into the air. Wuqi's expression, which had been maintained for the whole night, finally changed. He clapped his hands excitedly and said, "I have it!"

"Boss, have you thought of it? What is the solution?" Xiaobai happened to wake up at this time. When he heard Wuqi's words, he saw Wuqi's eyes shiny. In an instant, he guessed about it and asked in great anticipation.

"Selling paintings." Wuqi nodded with a bright smile.

"Selling paintings?" Xiaobai didn't understand the meaning of being unconventional. He showed a look of doubt.

"Yes." Wuqi explained confidently: "It's just selling the paintings I painted myself. Since no one wants me to work as a short-term worker, I can't open a store by myself, and I can't manage it. Then I'd better sell my paintings. My paintings are not something that the boss boasts about myself, but they are definitely better than the best painters in this city. If they can be sold, then our living expenses will be settled.

Moreover, in this way, there is no need to rent any shops, just set up a stall on the street. Doing so will not make the owners of those shops hold a grudge against me. Anyway, no one sells paintings on this street, so I am the first one, so we can give it a try."

"So that's how it is!"

After hearing these words, Xiaobai finally became confident, opened his mouth and laughed happily.

Three days later, a strange scene appeared on the street where Wuqi lived. A narrow three-way intersection was filled with people. Whenever someone passed by, he would almost come over and glance over to see why there were so many people here.

What’s amazing is that as long as these people gather together, they will not leave again. Unless the sun sets and they have to go home, these people will be as if they have seen some stunning rare treasure, and they will not even want to take a step in their legs. They will occasionally make a marvelous sound of "Wow!" "Oh my God!" Zhuri.

This situation is naturally caused by others, but Wuqi. Wuqi is now standing quietly in front of his stall under the gaze of hundreds of people, painting for everyone on the spot, while Xiaobai has changed into a cat form and is responsible for collecting money for Wuqi.

In three days, Wuqi gained a lot and obtained a lot of silver. His paintings sold very well. Because he painted them seriously enough, each of them was the best and received appreciation from many dignitaries in the city. Therefore, it was only three days. Wuqi is now well-known on this street to the point that everyone knows.

This result was expected by Wuqi long ago, because his painting skills have already surpassed those of ordinary people. Not to mention a master, I am afraid that even if a master comes from the palace, he is definitely not his opponent. Wuqi has this confidence in himself.

But is this really the case? No one can tell it clearly. Only by truly comparing it, people are full of expectations for it.

Before we knew it, the days passed, and Wuqi lived a very comfortable life for a long time. However, as the rumors of his extraordinary painting skills spread farther and farther, soon, such a comfortable life was broken. Just recently, a master of Chinese painting came from the palace, wanting to challenge himself.

"Boy, I am a royal painter of Guyan Kingdom, who is responsible for painting for His Majesty the King. A few days ago, I heard that your painting skills are outstanding in this street. I want to compete with you, but I wonder if you dare to compare?"

This master of Chinese painting is not small, and his expression is very arrogant. He looks like he is the best in the world and no one is my opponent. He is not very polite tone when he speaks to Wuqi. Such a person is very unhappy when he hears it, and he has the intention to teach the other party a lesson.

Wuqi nodded and replied with a smile: "Of course I dare to compete! I just don't know if you dare to compete with the master of Chinese painting?"

As soon as this said, a master of Chinese painting, who looked like a paradise, was immediately angry, and his eyebrows and beard raised up at the same time, but for a moment, he smiled again, resisted the unhappiness in his heart, and said to Wuqi with a smile: "I am the most accomplished painter in my country's painting skills. How can I be afraid of you? What a joke! Come on, come here, come with a pen!"
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