Royal Master Painter

Chapter 78
This time, the injury was too serious and he stayed for nearly three months. It was August when he entered the mountain, and now it is approaching December, and the weather is a bit chilly.

After returning to Mahuang Lane, Jiang Li still felt a little distressed. He had lived in the wilderness for so long, and wasted several months of rent for a house in the city center.

When the door was opening, the Roasted Pig Yard on the opposite side heard the movement, and poked out a small head.

"Brother Jiang Greed, you are finally back"

Dao Ya shouted excitedly and ran over, Jiang Lian shortened her body and hugged Dao Ya.

"A while ago, my brother was on a long trip. I was in a hurry and forgot to tell you how the painting I taught you is going well."

"Yaya is very good at learning, take a look"

Dao Ya took out a few wrinkled paintings from her bosom, and Jiang Li looked at them upside down, upside down, and sideways, but he didn't understand what the black flax rubbed on them.

"Grandpa said that I have talent and I am very suitable to be a painter."

From the point of view of a butcher, he may be a painter if he can pick up a pen.

Jiang Greed originally wanted to tell this girl that you don't have the slightest talent for drawing. When I was eight years old, I was better at drawing with my feet than you.

But looking through the crack of the door, looking at the old butcher's face with profound spiritual cultivation, the speed of sharpening the knife in his hand is getting faster and faster!
"Not bad, Yaya draws very well"

Jiang Greed smelled a mouth-watering smell of meat from the tip of his nose, which came from the roast pig yard.

"What smells so fragrant?" Jiang Tan stepped on his feet and looked into the yard.

“Grandpa’s roast pork is very famous, and people often come here to eat”

baa baa
Just as he was talking, the door of the burning pig yard opened, and a goat came out of the yard slowly, pulling a small cart that could only seat one person.

It is said to be a small car, but it is more like a chair with two wheels. It is more appropriate to describe it as an animal-powered wheelchair.

And using a sheep to pull a cart, such a strange thing can only happen in Qingdu.

Sitting in the small car was an old man with a kind face and kind eyes and an old butcher who were completely opposite in appearance. He was wearing red clothes, white hair and blue shoes.

The old man half-lyed in the chair and held up a suspender in his hand. There were some tender green grass hanging on the suspender. This grass was always in front of the sheep, but it could never be eaten by the sheep.

"Yaya, let grandpa give you a hug," the old man said with a smile on his face.

"Hey, I won't pay for meals, and I won't let you hug me"

Dao Ya was originally sitting on Jiang Li's arm, but now she hugged his neck directly to show resistance.

"Why don't I give you money?"

Being despised by a little girl, he couldn't hold back his face despite his age, so he touched his waist for a long time and took out a piece of accessory jade.

"this is for you"

This jade is round and bright in color, and it is not ordinary at first glance, and the old guy still has a bit of reluctance on his face. Originally, Daoya wanted to complain about something, and Jiang Greed hurriedly pulled the jade from his hand.

"Enough, enough"

Hearing what Jiang Li said, the old man drove the goat cart and left leisurely.

"Brother Jiang Greed, why don't you let me scold him? My grandfather said that this old guy doesn't look like a good person. He cheats food and drink everywhere in Qingdu Street. The worst thing is that he never gives money when he goes shopping in Hualou." Dao Ya said angrily.

"You picked up a treasure this time, this is a piece of precious jade, hurry up and put it away"

Jiang Li stuffed the jade to Daoya, and after dealing with this annoying little girl, he returned to his yard. Before he had time to clean it, Fu Yueming knocked on the door again.

"Oh, my painter Jiang, my young master Jiang, you are back, you scared me to death when you disappeared without a word for three months," Fu Yueming complained.

"Sorry, I had some insights from going out to collect folk songs a while ago, and it took me some time to make some breakthroughs"

When Jiang Li said this, Fu Yueming's eyes lit up.

"Breakthrough? Spiritual Realm?"

"kindness"

"You're really... really..." Fu Yueming didn't know how to describe Jiang Greed.

"Among the younger generation, there are quite a few who have stepped into the Spiritual Realm, but you are the only one who practiced independently without the help of family power."

"Stop complimenting me, just tell me if you have anything to say," Jiang Greed said with a smile.

"I took over a lot of paintings during the three months you were away. Aside from the low-grade ones that were too cheap, I took over seven middle-grade paintings and a middle-grade screen wall. I collected all the money here!"

Fu Yueming took out several banknotes from his bosom, at least 2000 taels, and the largest denomination even reached 8000 taels, totaling 3 taels.

"so much"

Jiang Li sighed in his heart, no wonder it is said that painters are the most noble profession in Xuanguo, and they are all supported by real money.

"That's a lot? The higher the quality of the painting, the higher the price, and even the high-quality and wonderful paintings are double the price. If I had known that you are now in the spiritual realm, I would not accept the middle-level paintings. Let's just make the high-quality paintings." .”

Adding these paintings to the 2 taels in Zi Ze Garden, he now has a total of 5 taels, which is a huge fortune.

"Master Lu, Master Lu, you asked me to find a way to earn money, I think I have found it" Jiang Li said to himself in his mind.

"It will probably be finished in a few days"

Jiang Gu thought for a while. Generally, it would take several days for a painter in the spiritual realm to make a medium-quality painting, and if the spiritual power is sufficient but the painting skills are insufficient, there is a high possibility of failure.

His own painting skills have long been praised by Lu Daoxuan, and with abundant spiritual power, there should be no problem with two paintings a day.

"Ten days is enough"

"That's good, I've made a guarantee, if I can't deliver it, I'll have to pay double the price.

During the three months you disappeared, I couldn’t even sleep well at night. If you really disappeared, I would have to go to the street to beg for food.”

Fu Yueming breathed a sigh of relief, he had now put the treasure on Jiang Li, and Jiang Li took out a few banknotes and handed them over.

"You take the 1 taels"

"I said I won't take a penny"

Fu Yueming directly and decisively refused, but finally accepted after Jiang Li's repeated insistence.

"One more thing, the Wenfu exam is about to start, and the painters selected in the 23rd City Gongsheng exam have also come to Qingdu one after another.

These painters are basically members of the Yunying Club, there will be a grand party in the Yunying Tower tomorrow, if you have time, you might as well go there."

Mentioning this name and mentioning this society makes me feel a little disgusted. What can I do in Yunying Building? It is definitely not possible to exchange painting skills. The only thing that can communicate is C language.

"What's the benefit of going?"

"Of course, ten or twenty years later, the master painters in Yunzhou will basically come from these Yunying Society's proud sons, and there will be many great figures from Yunzhou going there.

At that time, some painters will communicate and discuss painting skills. If you can beat the audience and become famous in a battle, the value of your paintings will skyrocket, Minglou's reputation will be completely improved, and more people will come to you Toss out an olive branch, it can be said that there is no harm at all.”

Jiang Gu thought for a while, if he really wanted someone to offer him an olive branch, he would have agreed to Huang Wuling's request long ago.

The olive branch is fine, but the skyrocketing value of the painting is an irresistible reason. After all, who would mind how much money they have?

"No problem, I'll take a look tomorrow"

(End of this chapter)