Royal Master Painter

Chapter 267 Packaging
In Daxuan City, he finally has his own residence, and the scale is not small. There are all kinds of pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions, but it is a bit dilapidated.

Su Kou was very happy, and immediately allocated a side courtyard to himself for research on poisons.

Yaya also found a room for herself, and had fun among the wild grass and strange rocks.

Of course, the task of cleaning the yard fell on his own shoulders, and of course the lazy young master Rujiang would not do it himself.

Jiang Li opened his hand, and rows of little paper figurines emerged from the neckline, and then strode across his arms, and more than a dozen paper cranes circled and flew out.

Cleaning this kind of thing, of course, needs to find someone to do it for you.

And Jiang Li himself found a shade tree, leaned against it and began to doze off.

With the support of his spiritual power, the paper figurine and paper crane became much stronger than before, and even lifted some broken stones blocking the road in threes and fives.

Yaya looked at these little paper figurines with great interest. Now the paper cranes are no longer just summoned for investigation, but also have a certain aggressiveness. They can't kill people, but they can cut grass very neatly.

Flying over the sky, a large piece of wild grass was cut off where the wings passed.

A paper crane accidentally landed on a spider web while flying and could not move. The movement of the spider web attracted a spider the size of a fingernail to crawl out.

But as soon as he climbed out, he was surrounded by a group of paper cranes. Although the wings of the paper cranes were made of paper, they were extremely sharp and cut the spider in half.

When the paper cranes were showing off their might in mid-air, a big hand grabbed them all away.

Su Kou grabbed a handful of paper cranes and put them in his yard, then pinched a few paper figurines from the ground, completely ignoring their resistance and struggle.

"I use these"

The Amnesty Mansion, which had been abandoned for many years, was very lively, and it took half a day to finally clean it up.

Just after nightfall, Fu Yueming followed his paper crane to find Jiang Lu.

"How about it"

Seeing that Fu Yueming regained his spirits, Jiang Greed hurriedly sat up.

Fu Yueming was not polite, and took the wine placed beside Jiang Li and drank it.

"It's almost done. I used your name to send invitations to many families of the Daxuan family."

"Why send invitations?" Jiang Greed was a little strange.

"I put the more than 1 gold I saved into the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the most famous romantic place in Daxuancheng, and invited all the famous people in Daxuancheng to appraise paintings."

"Can they come?"

"It should be possible. The title of No. [-] in the Eight Houses is easier to use than I imagined. Although I can't invite a real boss, it is enough to collect one hundred thousand gold."

Fu Yueming knew that if he used his own greeting cards, he wouldn't even be able to knock on the doors of those high-ranking officials.

Using Jiang Greed's name, although these people may not come back, they all received him in good spirits.

Appreciating paintings is similar to the previous art exhibitions. For a painter, if he can hold an art exhibition in a high-end place, if there are three or two people to join in, his reputation will reach its peak in a short time.

Jiang Greed rubbed his hands, this was the first art exhibition in his life, which made him a little excited.

"Do I need to prepare anything?"

"No need..."

As soon as Fu Yueming finished speaking, he looked Jiang Li up and down. He looked good, thin and not weak, but his narrow eyes were really out of style.

It is difficult to change his appearance, but he is wearing a navy blue gown, his hair is tied into a single ponytail and thrown casually on his back, and his attire is simply insulting to the gentleness of Wenfu in 2000.

"No, there are quite a lot of things you need to prepare"

"You wait for me"

Fu Yueming is determined to change Jiang Li's appearance. What is the most famous scribe in Qingdu, of course, is his uninhibited demeanor and generosity. This dress is definitely not good.

When Fu Yueming forced Jiang Li to replace the things he bought with a lot of money, Jiang Li was at a loss.

The clothes are made of tulle, which is as light and smooth as the wings of a cicada on the body, and the clothes have slipped a little, making the neck look even higher in such a dress.

The neckline opened all the way above the navel, and Jiang Li could see his abdominal muscles as soon as he lowered his head. Perhaps it was a subconscious reaction, which made him hold back his biceps involuntarily to show off his masculinity, but he was slapped by Fu Yueming. open.

"Don't do this kind of action, scribes should be elegant, and it's better to be a little sickly and delicate..."

Jiang Li thought of Zhou Xiaoshi, and couldn't help but shiver. He and Zhou Xiaoshi were good friends, but he would never let him become like that.

"You want me to learn Zhou Xiaoshi? No way!"

"Do you still want to make money? Daxuan's aesthetics are relatively weak, and he doesn't appreciate strong men very much. It's really Zhou Xiaoshi. People like Song Yu who look like weak willows and Fufeng will make people crazy."

Jiang Greed had no choice but to let Fu Yueming sway, this might be the packaging, packaging is essential if you want to be popular in the big publicity.

Fu Yueming was also a little helpless, if it was replaced by Li Youlang, even if it was replaced by Su Kou, he would not need to spend so much time on packaging in appearance.

"Take off your shoes"

"Take off your shoes for what?"

"Excuse me, but the only thing you can see from top to bottom is your feet..."

Fu Yueming's words directly made Jiang Greed a little bit off guard

"I'm here to sell my paintings, not my body"

"With all due respect, I thought so before I sold paintings, and I didn't realize until I opened Minglou that the boundary between the two is actually much more blurred than you think.

Tomorrow, there are still many noble ladies in Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Can you take money out of their pockets, not only to see the paintings, but also to see your performance! "

Thinking that he was still short of Zhang Tang's one hundred thousand gold, such a humiliating thing was accepted, Jiang Li found that his patience seemed to be extremely high in front of money.

And Jiang Li also thought about it, sometimes art and body can be directly linked, there are so many ancestors who dedicated their lives to art, why can't he be one of them.

Fu Yueming redressed Jiang Li from head to toe, and forced him to apply some makeup on him.

After the completion of the work, Fu Yueming was very satisfied with all the details, but the overall look was always a little uncomfortable.

After repeated several times, Fu Yueming finally knew where the problem was, but he could only helplessly recognize the reality. After all, he didn't have the technology to change faces.

"It would be great if your looks could be as talented as Dan Qingyi's." Fu Yueming sighed.

"Fun, play, play, stop making fun of my looks. Someone just said that I look exactly like my great-grandfather. You are not attacking me alone, but our family!"

Someone once dared to attack the family of Tianshe Mansion, but the grass on the grave is now ten feet high.

Fu Yueming didn't care about Jiang Greed's threat, and turned to look at Su Kou.

"Pharmacist, I am offending to ask, is there a medicine that can pry the eyelids open?"

Su Kou didn't take a sip of water and sprayed it out.

"It's not me you offend, it's him."

"Old Fu, don't go too far"

When packaging himself, Jiang Greed had already endured countless cynicism, intentional or unintentional, and various verbal attacks on his appearance.

Make money, not shabby.

(End of this chapter)