Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 181
After being stunned for a while, people started to praise him one after another.

"This painting is so lifelike, it has a sense of reality!"

"It can be said that it is meticulous and vivid!"

"This painting depicts the unattainable pastoral dream deep in my heart!"

"How can it be daylight when you draw a man and a woman... Shame, shame!"

"This is called a national style work, and it is suitable for both refined and popular tastes!"

"I have spent more than [-] years studying painting in vain, I am ashamed of myself!"

……

He Changzai looked at the amazed expressions of the group of people, with a calm face, and said calmly:
"This painting was just drawn by me. Is it as exaggerated as you said?"

With a serious expression on his face, Huang Shi trembled slightly with excitement, and said:
"Little friend, you are so humble. This painting of yours expresses the smog and mist in the mountains, the wind and rain, and the agility between mountains and rivers. It has a sharp edge and a subtle ink technique. Features, the scene inside the window is even more interesting, which adds a touch of color to this painting. This painting can be said to be the best among pastoral landscape paintings!"

He Chang thought to himself that this little girl, Tian Yao, was still very young, and giving her this painting should be of some help.

Thinking of this, a lingering smile formed on the corner of his mouth, he rolled up the painting, bent over to clean up the brushes, inkstones and other things on the ground.

Seeing that He Chang was about to leave, Huang Shi became anxious and asked, "Why did you leave in such a hurry, little friend?"

"There are some trivial matters at home, go back and deal with them!"

He Chang thought to himself to go back and train the little girl, I can't tell you about this matter.

He found an excuse casually and walked away.

Huangshi still loves this work very much, and he is afraid that if he misses it, it will cause regret and remorse.

He quickly stepped forward, grabbed He Changzai's arm, and said sincerely: "I am willing to pay 500 million for this work of yours!"

A group of young men and women around, when they heard Huangshi's bid of 1000 million, they all expressed shock and opened their mouths.

"Mr. Huang, I admit that this kid paints well, but he is not well-known. If you buy his paintings at such a high price, you will definitely lose money!"

"Yes, in the painting industry, even if you are good at painting and have no reputation, no one will buy it!"

"I feel that with this kid's current status, giving him 30 yuan is going to break the sky!"

……

Amidst the voices of the crowd, Huang Shi looked at He Changzai expectantly. He thought that He Changzai, who lived in the mountain village, would most likely not reject this astronomically huge sum of money.

Who knows, He Changzai said directly: "I said that if this painting is not sold, it will not be sold... Besides, I am not short of this money!"

Just when he was about to leave, Si Xia came over with the camera on his shoulders, looked at him, and said with surprise:

"He Changzai, the fans in my live broadcast room have been enthusiastic since you came back, let me ask you to do another live broadcast... Is that a painting in your hand, quickly unfold it for me to see?"

Seeing Tian Yao's eager expression, He Changzai slowly unfolded the painting in his hand, not wanting to spoil her interest, and presented it in front of the camera lens.

All of a sudden, the water friends in the live broadcast room were typing and discussing one by one.

"Fuck, is this landscape and pastoral painting painted by my brother? The artistic conception is too lofty!"

"Handsome guy, you are so good, not only carpenter carving, gourmet cooking, but also painting, you are simply my god!"

"Handsome guy, I want to dedicate myself to art, so I want you to draw a portrait for me alone!"

"I feel that at my younger brother's age, I shouldn't be able to draw such a good work... This painting should be drawn by the old man behind him!"

"Hey, shit, I usually love traditional Chinese painting. I know the man behind my little brother. He is Huang Shi, one of the famous masters of landscape painting in China, Master Huang!"

"Upstairs, are you looking down on my male god? He is omnipotent in my heart!"

"Yeah, I think with my little brother's personality, he would definitely not be able to do such a thing as an impostor!"

"I said that I have seen Master Huang's works, the styles of the two are completely different, okay?"

"Didn't you see that there is no seal on this painting, which master of calligraphy and painting will not stamp a seal after finishing the work for others!"

"It's a real hammer, this painting is undoubtedly drawn by my brother!"

"Everyone, look inside the window, what is painted!"

"Hey, I didn't expect that my little brother is also a member of my generation!"

"Look at that woman, she is so charming, she is simply a beauty in the world!"

"Handsome guy, do you like this type of woman, I decided to change for you, eat a little fatter!"

"Handsome guy, he can also hum, he's not the kind of person who doesn't understand the mood!"

"Ladies and sisters, green live broadcast, slow down!"

……

Over the past period of time, with the several videos that Si Xia shot together with He Changzai and Song Meijuan, he has become the number one sister in the rural live broadcast category.

Many people know her and pay attention to her.

The two male disciples beside Huang Shi happened to like to watch live broadcasts, so they recognized Si Xia at the first sight.

I want to strike up a conversation, but I feel that the other party is on the air, so I'm sorry to disturb you.

One by one, they took out their mobile phones, opened the Shangyue software, and watched the live broadcast.

I am going to wait until the live broadcast is over, and then strike up a conversation with the other party, chat a few words, and ask for a group photo.

Seeing their brothers watching the live broadcast, the people around felt bored, so they gathered together to watch, and couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

"Hey, the content of this live broadcast room is actually from our place!"

"This live broadcast room is so popular, there are more than 20 people watching it online!"

"Am I being exposed? No, I have to get my makeup done!"

……

In the live broadcast room with more than 20 people, good and bad people were mixed together. Naturally, people with discerning eyes, who can see the value of this painting and appreciate this work of art, typed one after another.

Boss Song from Shanxi: "Brother, I bought your painting, 500 million!"

Young Master Qin of Shanghai Emperor: "600 million, no explanation!"

Mo Ziyu: "Although I don't know much about painting, I can tell at a glance that my brother's painting is good. It is much better than those so-called masters of painting. Especially the spring light in the window is very appetizing to me. 1000 million, If you can do it, chat privately, I will go to Linshui Village to find you!"

Boss Song from Shanxi: "Mo Ziyu, my brother has a mine at home, are you very good, 500 million!"

Young Master Qin of Shanghai Emperor: "2000 million!"

Sister Ruan of Sanya: "Last time I said I was going to see my little brother, but I didn't expect my husband to come back. As compensation, let's buy him a painting, 5000 million!"

……

Some disciples of Huangshi saw that the painting in the live broadcast room had already been fired to 5000 million in a blink of an eye. They couldn't help but think of the trash talk they had said before, and suddenly felt hot and embarrassed.

During the live broadcast, Si Xia took out his mobile phone and glanced at the situation in the live broadcast room, with an excited expression on his face, he said to He Changzai:
"Among the fans in the live broadcast room, one named Sister Ruan of Sanya said that she would spend 5000 million yuan to buy this painting of yours!"

"Okay, I will also show the painting to the people in your live broadcast room. I don't sell this painting, so let's stop here today!"

He Changzai said something, put away the painting, and walked briskly down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)