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Chapter 195 Her father is not yet forty

Seeing that he was anxious, Su Miaomiao said, "Dad, I plan to open a studio."

"Studio? What do you do when you open a studio?" Su Father said: "We have already opened enough. If we have another studio, we may not have the energy to take care of it."

"Dad, my plan is to let you manage the studio." Su Miaomiao explained: "You like painting. When you come home from a snack bar, you will find an opportunity to draw a picture, so I want to open a studio, both

Wouldn't it be great to be able to do business or to satisfy one's own painting?"

That's it, but Su's father just wants to make money now.

The money I used to sell with his calligraphy and paintings was to support the family in front of me.

Now there is a more profitable way to support the family. He can only draw two paintings in his spare time to satisfy his itching hands. He really doesn’t need to open a studio on purpose.

"Miaomiao, Dad knows that you are for your father, but this studio... really doesn't have to open it for me. As long as you can be with you and you can ensure that you have no worries about food and drink, it's okay if I stop painting."

Although painting is his strength and what he likes to do, it seems so insignificant compared to his family.

"Dad..." Su Miaomiao said helplessly: "It is just a matter of making paintings. In fact, it is to do business and make money."

Su Miaomiao tried her best to put aside the intention of her father from the beginning, but her father still thought so.

"It's really not just for you." Su Miaomiao said: "There are many literati and elegant guests here, don't they all love to recite poems and paint? With professionals like you, I believe there will be no fewer people coming here.

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Su Miaomiao praised Su's father a little embarrassed and said, "I just have nothing to do when I have time to draw. If I want to guide others, I am afraid I don't have the ability to do that."

"Dad, don't be humble. If your paintings don't work, how could anyone think of your paintings?"

Since opening the clinic, Su's father has never sold paintings again.

But if Su's father loved paintings, Su Miaomiao would of course hope that he would not give up and continue.

"Besides, we can't just stick to these three profitable shops, of course we still have to continue to open them." Su Miaomiao thought for a while, and now in terms of his ability, he said: "We can not only open studios in the future, but also be able to do so."

We can open a rouge shop, a clothing shop, or any shop that can be opened. Isn’t that good?”

She can not make clothes, but she can draw the design drawings by herself and ask the embroiderer to make clothes. She can also make rouge and water powder. She can do too many shops in the future, and she can't explain it clearly, but as long as she can make money,

Everything can be opened slowly.

After hearing Su Miaomiao's words, Su's father felt that he was still too content with the status quo and said, "What you said is that we can slowly open various shops to make money, and our lives will get better and better in the future."

Everyone wants to live a rich life. If you want to live a rich life, you can only work hard to make money.

Su's father agreed because he felt that he was making money, not because his daughter had to spend money to open a studio just because she liked painting.

He agreed and Su Miaomiao also started to prepare as soon as possible.

Xie Huaizhi didn't know what Su's father was doing at the beginning, so he just listened to Su Miaomiao's words and nodded and said, "It's good to open a studio. Since Uncle Su likes it and can make money, why not do it?"

"But you, so worried, everything is on you."

Su Miaomiao shook her head and said, "I didn't worry about anything. My father has worked hard for us for more than ten years. Now he wants them to be more relaxed."

But if they have nothing to do at once, they will feel a little uncomfortable, after all, there are no entertainment facilities here.

Her father likes painting, so he opened the studio for him, not asking for money, as long as he doesn't lose money.

As for her mother, she doesn't know what to use to get her mother out of the snack bar.

She can hire two more people at the snack bar, which won’t cost much a month, but she can let her parents do what she likes.

The studio opened very quickly, and it was already opened in just half a month.

In the Su family's house, Su Miaomiao specially bought a study room for Su's father. Now there are many calligraphy and paintings in that study room, which can be hung in the studio.

Su Miaomiao told Su's father about his plans. When Su's father heard it was useful, he immediately moved out all the paintings he drew to the county town and said, "I have a lot of more here, just a lot of paintings."

When he didn't have much money in the past, he didn't dare to buy as much as he could use it, but now his family's situation has improved too much. It can be said that he has a small asset, so he doesn't save so much, and the paper he uses is also good.

, can be made into a scroll and hung.

Su Miaomiao opened the scroll and looked at the painting inside. Whether it was the scenery or the characters, they were all vivid.

What she likes the most is the painting where the family gathered together during the Chinese New Year.

Su Miaomiao spread the scroll open, easily recognizing everyone in the scroll, and said, "Dad, when did you draw this?"

Su's father looked at the spreading paintings embarrassedly and said, "It's the first day of the Lunar New Year."

"A day has passed, and you can still draw it based on the scene in your mind. Such a good talent cannot be in the snack bar all the time." Su Miaomiao closed the painting and said solemnly to Su's father: "Dad

, In the future, the studio will be handed over to you. With your ability, you will definitely be able to manage the studio well."

Originally, she thought that as long as she didn't lose money, it seems that it's hard to lose money now.

Although Su's father couldn't say many poems, he had read several books. He only needed to paint and didn't have to say it in a slight way.

Su Miaomiao went to the studio with Su's father again.

The studio has been decorated, whether it is the flowers, plants, green leaves, or the scrolls hanging on the wall, it gives people a sense of elegance.

Su Miaomiao looked at the studio and then at Su's father's clothes, and always felt a little weird.

"Miaomiao, what do you think I'm doing?" Su's father asked with a strange scratching his head when he saw his daughter looking at him.

Su Miaomiao pulled Su's father to the studio, and he stood at the door and murmured in a low voice: "It's wrong to wear."

She went over and pulled Su's father away, saying, "Dad, I'll change your outfit."

"What kind of outfit?" Su's father looked down at his clothes, which were very clean and tidy. What's the problem?"

Su's father was pulled to the clothes shop by Su Miaomiao.

"Buy clothes for your father?" The boss immediately took a few pieces of clothes and said, "Girl, these pieces are all good materials, and they are the best people of your father's age."

Su Miaomiao glanced at it and shook her head.
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