I became popular after inheriting the Yo-kai Curio Shop

When You Xingyue was in middle school and high school, it was the vigorous growth period of non-mainstream and youth pain literature. There were all kinds of sad quotations on the chat software of classmates, and the IDs were also varied, and nine out of ten were Martian literature.

The new generation of children is now blackened.

With the popularization of mobile phones, children in elementary and junior high schools gradually learn to use mobile phones to send videos, which also means that children of this generation can even move black history, and it can even be in high-definition.

There are more videos, but there are fewer Martian texts.

When You Xingyue saw the familiar Martian text again after many years, he actually had the illusion of a renaissance.

Not only the ID, but the spatial dynamics of little friend Jiang are all in Martian language, which seems more obscure than classical Chinese.

Little girl Jiang Jiayi is in the second stage of rebellion, and she doesn't think there is anything wrong with her ID. She poked her head to look at You Xingyue: "Boss, add me."

You Xing remained calm, and immediately handed the tablet to Lan Yin after passing the friend application, preparing to escape this embarrassing place silently.

While changing the notes, Jiang Jiayi said, "I rarely come here, so I can only chat online in the future."

You Xingyue paused as he fled, and asked casually, "Is it far away? Follow the accounts that don't leave visitors on the expo and see updates every day, all related to antiques."

Jiang Jiayi put away her mobile phone: "It's not far away. I go to Starlight Middle School next door. But I have ballet and piano lessons on Saturday, oral English in the evening, calligraphy and painting on Sunday, and equestrian lessons in the afternoon."

"If it weren't for the city's essay collection today, I wouldn't be able to come out."

You Xingyue: "..."

Now some children are too tired, learning this and that while going to school.

Lan Yin exclaimed: "You are as busy as the prince!"

In the old days that Lan Yin was familiar with, only the children of wealthy families who wanted to inherit the family business would be so busy.

Jiang Jiayi mentioned the special class, and grabbed the ponytail irritably: "I hate it, I don't even bother to learn. These are all learned by my cousin, and my parents force me to learn."

You Xing was more surprised and said: "Your sister learns, so you should learn too?"

Even if parents watch other people's children learn special skills, they don't have to copy other people's children's lessons to their own children, right?

Mentioning this, Jiang Jiayi's mood was obviously depressed.

Ten-year-old children can't hide much of their thoughts, and the speeches left in the space are a kind of catharsis. The Martian texts are obscure and difficult to understand. They hope to be understood, but they are also afraid of being understood.

Desire to be understood, but also to take care of self-esteem.

But this boss...

The boss said he was Lan Yin's friend.

Jiang Jiayi lowered her head, and lightly clasped the case of the phone: "My dad is very superstitious about uncle, he thinks in his mind that everything uncle does is right, and my cousin is a role model in everything she learns, so I will follow what my sister learns." What to learn."

"It's the same for this essay competition. My sister visited your store and wrote an essay, so I have to come too. Actually, I don't understand antiques, and I don't like writing essays. I prefer to play games."

Jiang Jiayi stared at the ground, she knew that she was not a good child.

But...but she has been a good child for more than ten years!

She will always be taught to be like her older sister, but no matter how much she imitates, she will never be her older sister, and her older sister is obviously there, no matter how hard she tries, she will never become a second older sister.

You Xing smiled and said: "It's normal to like playing games. If I'm not too wrong, I also like playing games."

When You Xingyue was in school, he was busy doing odd jobs and didn't have enough time to play. The mobile phone that hadn't been changed all year round gradually couldn't carry the games, and gradually he stopped playing.

"Really? You are such a nice person, do you also like playing games?"

Jiang Jiayi's eyes lit up, and she eagerly held You Xingyue's arm: "Is it okay if I don't meet my parents' expectations? Is it okay if I'm not good?"

For a teenage child who wants to resist the shackles thrown by his parents, of course it takes incomparable courage.

This child is really similar to Lan Yin.

You Xingyue's eyes softened: "Of course you can. Jiang Jiayi is very cute, it's enough to be a good kid, you don't need to be like others, and you don't need to be a good kid."

However, it is too embarrassing for Jiang Jiayi to just expect a child to resist the parents who have the right to speak in the family.

Lan Yin also thought of this. The previous feudal patriarchal system oppressed every child. She was very worried that Jiang Jiayi would be abused at home, so she said worriedly: "Sister, will you accompany me to find my parents?"

Jiang Jiayi shook her head and said: "I tried to tell them! The teacher also said to communicate with parents more. But they are really stubborn, always saying that my sister is so good, why don't you want to learn from her, blame me for being ignorant .”

Lan Yin became angry when she heard this: "It's too much! It doesn't make sense, so what should I do, should I call the police?"

Without saying anything, Lan Yin felt that Jiang Jiayi's parents were no different from those who had been buried in the ground for hundreds of years!

Jiang Jiayi said: "I want to tell my grandpa and grandma first, I don't want to learn so many classes, and I don't want to be like my sister. I used to only listen to my parents, so I never told my grandparents that I don't like it. Maybe I did. That's all right."

You Xingyue let go of the thought in his heart: the grandparents who have more power to speak are suppressing it.

Jiang Jiayi even dared to skip class. It can be seen that he is a child at the first level of mobility. He made up his mind to sue, so he immediately began to think about how to speak.

Lan Yin, who had been sentimental since waking up, was full of fighting spirit, and took Jiang Jiayi to the side to ponder the draft of the complaint.

You Xingyue was left out in the cold, he looked at the backs of one big and one small, and shook his head dumbfounded: "It's good to have this fighting spirit."

Maybe the day when I helped Jiang Jiayi get rid of the shadow was also the day when Lan Yin got rid of the knot of counterfeit goods.

As for Mother Jiang, who was sitting in the reception room, she could only see her daughter staying with the employees in the store. The two chatted enthusiastically, possibly exchanging knowledge about antiques.

Jiang's mother nodded in relief: both the old man and the eldest brother in the family like antiques, and it is a good thing to learn more about them.

When Lan Yin and Jiang Jiayi went to talk, You Xingyue returned to the lounge.

Chaobo was editing the video of Zhengyuan and Peng Pai cleaning the rented house. Seeing You Xingyue came in, he complained: "Boss, do you really want to use this to mess around? Is it too watery?"

Let's be an antique shop!

You Xingyue freed his hand to unpack the package, and said seriously: "Don't fans want to watch the daily life? This is the daily life."

Shi Wuyan came over to help him disassemble.

Ultra-thin: "... Is there a possibility that the daily life they want to see is the daily life with you as the boss? Boss, please do me a favor and use you and antique beauty to actively do business, okay?"

You Xingyue said: "Obviously I can rely on my strength, why should I rely on my beauty? Besides, in terms of good looks, why don't I make frequent appearances?"

Ultra-thin and powerless to complain: Except for the boss, there are a few spirits in the store who dare to talk to Shuci, okay?This is reincarnation, the god of life and death, okay?

You Xing didn't care the more: "Don't keep customers? Are you not here?"

Shi Wuyan said: "Zhaozhuo is here, the two children are going out to play."

You Xing was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't I see them go out. Is it just the two of them?"

Zhuo Zhuo will definitely like not to leave guests, these are two hearts that are still clear after years.But... How can I go out to play without telling my parents?

Shi Wuyan explained: "Xia Huo is here too, don't worry."

Ultra-thinly edited the complete video, uploaded it, and said: "It went out through the back window. The kindergarten is on holiday today, Zhuo Zhuo likes not to keep customers."

You Xing looked at the open window: "..."

Since Miss Lan Yin walked through the door, the spirits have discovered a new way to go out, but so far only Lan Yin can walk through the door and window.

Shi Wuyan unpacked all the packages, inside were several new autumn clothes.

The packages in You Xingyue's hands are all kinds of handmade accessories, and the clothes and accessories are all sent by Cai Fei and Yan Chenchu.

After the day the thread was cut, Yan Chenchu ​​specially called to thank You Xingyue for his help, and explained the cause and effect.

Witnessing the death of the girl in Mood for Love with his own eyes, Cai Fei was probably greatly stimulated. In order to hint to the boss that he would continue to produce the antique anthropomorphic series, he made several clothes for You Xingyue in one go, and sent them all over.

It's not that You Xingyue doesn't want to come up with it, but that he can't find a good idea for a while, so why not wait for him to come back from the demon world and see if he has any new inspiration.

You Xing got a long gown: "It seems a bit thin, these two round-neck gowns are fine."

The temperature has dropped recently, and many people in Yingjiang City have put on autumn clothes.

Shi Wuyan said: "It's just right to go to the demon world. In ten days, the demon market will open. You promised me to go together."

You Xingyue smiled: "Of course. I will not break my promise."

Ultra-thin and careful interjected: "Boss, I posted the video. It's accompanied by a spot-on music. Do you want to watch it?"

You Xingyue nodded: "Let me appreciate the work of classmate Ultra Thin."

The ultra-thin jump plays the video, and You Xingyue pulls Shi Wuyan to sit down and watch it.

Slim's grasp of Internet hotspots is better than You Xingyue, a young Internet addict. He found a recently popular song as background music, adjusted the rhythm of the entire video, and accurately stepped on the 3-minute video. unpacked tab.

As soon as the title of the video "About Why the Antique Shop Is So Clean" opened, it first showed the audience in front of the screen the messy room.

The previous tenant didn't clean it when he left, so You Xingyue decided to do a big cleaning when he rented the house.

Barrage:

【Absolutely, this is too messy hahahaha】

[Hey, I thought I went to the wrong door, is it really an antique shop that contributed? 】

[By the way, does anyone think that the antique shop is really super clean? 】

[Really, the antique shop is really clean, there are a lot of customers coming in and out, but it feels spotless]

The video officially started to play. With the brainwashing electronic music BGM, the audience couldn't help shaking their legs.

As the music played, two tall and strong men appeared in the camera, wearing identical black T-shirts, trousers and work shoes. Their muscles held up the clothes, making them look strong to the naked eye.

The two strong men each carried a bucket and a rag, broom, and mop to start cleaning.The accelerated action seems to be completely stepped on, and the audience gradually develops from shaking their legs to shaking their whole body.

【Cool!So cool!Just wipe the ashes under the refrigerator and it will be clean]

[It's really comfortable to see the window sills and walls neat and clean. 】

[Obsessive-compulsive disorder said I like it very much!No wonder the antique shop is so clean! 】

[The decompression is true, but also shaking the legs and brainwashing hhh.When washing the mop, there is actually an underwater sound effect, laughing to death]

A few minutes of video was played quickly, and the last few tens of seconds showed the audience the cleaned room.When the camera swept across a larger side sleeper, the audience keenly noticed that there were bronze giant swords and flower crown pendants from antique shops spread out on the bed.

[? ?How about crafts on the bed? 】

[Sorry, since the anthropomorphic video of Antique, I can't help but fantasize that Antique, the boss's house, will turn into a human being]

【If you want to change into a human, you must be a strong man】

In a suburban manor far away in another city, the middle-aged man dragged the progress bar repeatedly in disbelief, staring at the bronze sword and flower crown pendant on the bed.

"This, this...how does this look so much like a sacrificial vessel that has been lost for hundreds of years in the clan?"

The matter was so important that the middle-aged man didn't dare to delay, so he quickly jumped up to find the elder of the clan. He didn't even bother to tidy up his clothes, so he rushed to the most spacious villa with his mobile phone in his arms.

"Quick, quick, I have something important to report to the elder!"

The guard at the gate was at a loss: "The elder and the patriarch are discussing the trip to the demon world, and I'm afraid they won't be able to make a move..."

The middle-aged man said loudly: "It is the sacrificial ritual vessel that has been missing for a hundred years in the clan that has appeared!"

Less than a few seconds after the voice fell, the door in front of the middle-aged man suddenly opened. The white-haired elder didn't even put on his shoes, and stared at the middle-aged man with piercing eyes: "Where is it?"

The middle-aged man handed over the mobile phone, and the elder looked at it for a while: "Not bad, not bad, even the small hole on the sword is exactly the same! And the sacrificial vessel of the clan has been able to transform into shape, let me see if there is any other information in the whole video!"

The middle-aged man's face twisted slightly, and he silently pulled the progress bar to the beginning.

A few minutes later, the elder covered his chest: "The sacrificial vessel in our clan is... unexpectedly..."

The patriarch who rushed over was shocked, and picked up half of the elder's words: "You are actually working as a male and female servant outside!"

When the elder heard the strange and trendy title of male and female servants, he staggered and couldn't stand still. He almost fainted and was supported by the patriarch.

The patriarch said anxiously: "Hurry up! Go and contact this account! No matter who the other party is or what price you pay, you must bring back the ritual vessel!"

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The author has something to say:

There is a more magical word than male mother - male and female servants. (According to the playful stalks born by male mothers, there is no other meaning)

Middle-aged man: Why don't you just call the manservant? (crazy)

Patriarch (ashamed and supporting the elder who was about to faint): Maybe... the maid is more fluent.

Middle-aged people: My suggestion is to watch less weird anime.

Boss: I did the math, and I think I'm going to make a lot of money in the near future.