The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 79 - 78. For the sake of money

Chapter 79: 78. For the sake of money

Chapter 79: 78. For the sake of money

Tang Shu glanced at the small porcelain bottle beside her, it seemed like something was missing from its body.

“In three days, just as the porcelain vase is finished firing, I’ll arrange the coloring segment during the live stream.”

There were two types of patterns on the porcelain vase, one type is colored before firing, but this requires precise craftsmanship, not something you can learn overnight. The other type is painted after firing, which much simplifies the process.

Compared to the first, the latter is more suitable for viewers watching the live stream to try.

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As Tang Shu spoke, she noticed it was already 9:30 and began to pack up her tools.

“You can send gifts now.”

[…]

[You can send gifts now.]

[You can send gifts now.]

[This tone is so nonchalant, hhhhhh—guys, start sending gifts!]

[I’m dying, originally a blogger who introduced Chinese medicine, and you’ve led her straight into live streaming, aren’t your hearts aching!]

[Mom, my blogger has been forced to change careers—]

[No wonder I always felt this host had some inexplicable charm, so it’s her first time?]

[Surprise discovery, Uncle She is kinda cute.]

Approaching ten o’clock, Tang Shu, having turned off the live stream, cleaned up her tools and took a look at the backend rewards.

[52860.5]

The numbers displayed were the rewards after the platform’s cut had been deducted.

Tang Shu looked at this string of numbers with raised eyebrows, her attractive eyes suddenly filled with surprise.

“Over 50,000…”

It was almost as much as she made from taking part in a variety show.

Afterward, her gaze fell on the number of online fans and noticed that, at some point, the number had increased from fifty thousand to eighty thousand.

Tang Shu’s mood instantly brightened.

***

In the capital, the Cloud Brocade Pavilion Restaurant was located in a secluded alley in the eastern district.

The majority of the people coming and going were the capital’s elderly, and being able to construct the Cloud Brocade Pavilion, which occupied about three or four hundred square meters of land in such a prime location, was a testament to the power of the owner behind it.

In a private room on the second floor, two people were seated.

While waiting for the food to be served, Tang Shu observed the decoration of the room and realized it was exactly the same as the one in Yun Province.

This immediately gave her the feeling of being back in Yun Province.

The only difference was that when the waiter served the dishes, there were two additional ones compared to last time.

One was a flavorful plate of Zhajiang noodles, and the other was crispy roasted duck.

Both were small portions.

Jing Yu, dressed in casual clothes, sat across from her, the warm and soft lighting lessening the sharpness he usually had in the business world.

“Try some of the local dishes of the capital, and you’ll feel the trip was worth it.”

“I shall respectfully comply.”

Tang Shu first tried the capital’s specialty, Peking duck, roasted with fruitwood charcoal. It appeared glossy and reddish-brown on the outside and was tender and not overly greasy when tasted.

Her eyes subtly brightened.

“The texture is good, and with the pancakes and sweet bean sauce, it has a unique flavor.”

Tang Shu reached for another pancake, rolling it neatly for a second try, her cheeks amusingly stuffed full.

Jing Yu caught the change in her, his eyes lighting up with a hint of amusement.

Although he hadn’t known Tang Shu for long, her dining etiquette — every move graceful — was clearly a long-established habit, and her current action was certainly not common.

Clearly, she liked the roasted duck.

“Many places in the capital have good snacks, I’ll take you to try them someday.”