I don't want to fight anymore

Chapter 17 The Heart Arsonist

The result of the final discussion was naturally that Yu Zhi returned home satisfied.

After she left, the steward stood aside respectfully, very puzzled, "Boss, why did you agree?"

The owner was a middle-aged man, and asked him, "Is this business worthwhile?"

"It's a good deal, but we can definitely buy the painting—" Doing it by yourself is much more profitable than partnering with others, and you don't have to share so much profit.

Thinking about the loss of so much money, the steward felt distressed.

"I want to buy it too. Isn't that why people don't want it?" Seeing the manager's troubled face, he laughed and said, "Maoshan, you, have you committed the problem of being petty again?"

After a pause, "Don't talk about anything else, just talk about this painting, is it worth it?"

"It's worth it, it's just—" Li Maoshan, the manager, still felt that it was too much.

"Maoshan, after all, we are open to do business, and make money with peace. Do you know what he said that moved me? He said that he can draw not only this one portrait, but also the other nine people, and he also mentioned an auction , the highest price wins.

"Just say such a painting, carefully framed with good paper, can it be sold for 200 taels?"

The steward took a deep breath, just one piece, not suitable for food or clothing, and sold for 200 taels?He thought it was unbelievable that the bookstore sold a book at a high price of 50 taels.

His expression pleased his boss, he patted him on the shoulder, and said unexpectedly, "Are there many girls in Beijing who like Mr. Fang? Let's not talk about other things, just talk about his face. Is it worth buying a lady who likes him and keeping it as a treasure?" ?For ordinary people, 200 taels of silver is too much, but for those rich ladies, 200 taels is not enough for them to add a piece of jewelry.

"Mr. Fang is not the most popular. Li Tanhua, Mr. Yichen, oh, and the arsonist Mr. Wen, Maoshan, tell me, if Mr. Wen, how much would Princess Anle be willing to pay for his portrait?"

Who in the entire capital doesn't know Princess Anle, Mrs. Xin Yiwen?For the sake of Master Wen, I dragged it to seventeen and haven't picked a son-in-law yet.Not only Princess An Le, but those who have been married for two or three years, which one has never admired Mr. Wen?You can't afford to delay until you can't afford to marry.In order to make up for their regrets, even if they spend a huge amount of money, they will be willing to snatch Master Wen's portrait back and keep it for collection.

Is it the portrait of Mr. Wen that they treasure?No, what they treasure is their teenage dreams.

Seeing that the steward's eyes were shining, the boss was very proud, "I'm going to divide it into three tiers, and let them bid for the best ten pictures until all the auctions are finished. The second tier will be one hundred pictures, 200 taels a piece. The third tranche is one hundred pieces again, priced at 100 taels."

Ladies only buy one?Who said there can only be one happy person?Do only men like to look at pretty girls?Women are no less lustful than men. There are several eldest princesses in this dynasty, and the people around them are all young and handsome brothers.

As soon as these portraits come out, they will probably scramble to collect all the pictures of the top ten beauties!

Haha, do the math, how much can he earn just by selling portraits?

"My boss still has vision." The steward said convincingly.

At this moment, a clerk came in to report, "Boss, I'm so incompetent, I lost him." He looked ordinary, but his footsteps landed silently.

"Understood, let's get down and get busy." The boss didn't blame him at all, turned to the steward, and said, "See, since that young master can draw a portrait that no one else has seen before, it can be seen that he is capable. He can get rid of it. A Chuan also confirmed the conjecture in my heart. The world is so big and there are so many strange people. The capital alone is crouching tigers, hidden dragons. We are businessmen, so it is better not to make enemies with others. Maoshan, your situation is still a bit small what!"

There was shame on the manager's face, "It's because I didn't think carefully, thank you boss for teaching me."

As expected of the owner, how could Changlong Bookstore be the number one bookstore in Beijing?
Yu Zhi was very happy when her wish was fulfilled, so she didn't care about Changlong Bookstore sending people to follow her.It's just a small tail, just shake it off.

Countless little money was waving to her, and Yu Zhi was in a very good mood for several days, even if she met someone she hated, she didn't get angry.

This annoying person is Aunt Li's son Zhao Youzhi. Yu Zhi met him once in the alley. He said he was a scholar, and he wore a scholar's uniform like that, but his eyes were dishonest and always looked at her. Glance at me, it's too annoying.

Changlong Bookstore was also very happy. Fang Zicheng's portrait sold better than they expected.The ten most high-end paintings were auctioned off in half an hour, and they fetched 3 taels of silver.

Fang Zicheng looked at his own portrait, and was satisfied no matter how he looked at it, "Master is really handsome. Where did Changlong Bookstore find the artist, but he is quite capable, and he has drawn the charm of Master."

The more I look at it, the more I love it, and my eyes are full of obsession, "Daquan, one hangs the study room, and the other hangs the master's bedroom. It's easy to take care of it, so don't get dusty."

That's right, Fang Zicheng took two pictures alone. In addition, Fang Guogong and his wife also took three pictures. That is to say, half of the ten portraits of Fang Guogong and his family were sold at a high price of 5000 taels, 3 taels. His family contributed 5000 taels of silver.

This price was raised by Fang Zicheng himself, "I am so handsome, can no one be worthy of 5000 taels?" It's really weird to forcefully give money to others.

Li Guanshi, who presided over the auction, said that he likes such strange things.

Mrs. Fang Guogong is also looking at the painting, happy and proud.My cub is so good-looking, there is no one more beautiful than my cub in the entire capital!
The old mother's filter is simply invincible.

There is also Fang Guogong, feeling a little rejoiced when he touched his old face, fortunately his son did not follow him.

He is also very proud, he has a chest like a god, and his colleagues are envious and jealous, so they always talk about his appearance, laughing at him openly and secretly.

Hmph, big man, so what if he is not handsome?But his wife and son look good!

Good son, give dad a face!Fang Guogong was very relieved.Turning his eyes, he ordered the officials, "hang this one in the middle hall." Whenever there is a visitor, he can see it as soon as he looks up.

Good guy, he is more dazzling than his son.

As for the other picture, Mr. Fang Guogong smiled unkindly. Last month, the old man’s son was cheated of 8000 taels for buying a fan. He was so angry that the old man was sick.

If you are so familiar, you don't have to be polite to bring gifts, just bring a painting to share with them.

Old buddy: What are people doing?All friends!

Fang Zicheng's portraits were sold out quickly, and Yu Zhi also got a dividend. Counting the bank notes, she felt that she was doing well again.

Li Tanhua, this is Yu Zhi's second object of writing.

If Fang Zicheng is romantic and affectionate, then Li Tanhua is gentle and refined.

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