fifth form

Chapter 37 Selling Paintings
"The painting is sold, the painting is sold!"

There is an extra stall selling paintings in the Dongshi butcher stall.

The place Rong Tianding chooses to sell paintings is not very good, but this is Rong Li's rigid requirement.

Rong Tianding and Jia Zhiyuan's father and son have a lot of minds. If they use their private money to buy paintings to pass the test, Rong Li thinks that the father and son will definitely be able to do such a thing.

If you want to sell the painting, you must sell it in front of her butcher stall.

With her in charge, no one would dare to cooperate with the father and son in false sales.

Listening to Rong Tianding's passionate yelling there, Rong Li couldn't help but feel that it was a pity, but half of Rong Tianding's energy was devoted to killing pigs, so she could still be a leisurely person for the elderly.

"Cousin, you have to sell fairy paintings that exorcise evil spirits!"

Zhang Xuezhou, who was killing pigs with a knife, couldn't help reminding him.

"Selling... hey, selling fairy paintings that exorcise evil spirits!"

Rong Tianding flinched and glanced at Rong Li's staring gaze, then bit the bullet and shouted again.

As long as he doesn't kill pigs, he can do anything.

Butchering pigs all the year round, the Rong family inevitably smelled like pigs, and Rong Tianding really couldn't stand the strange eyes he had when he was studying and meeting friends.

He also didn't want to spend his whole life eating pork scraps that couldn't be sold.

This is not the life he wants.

If you don't change when you are young, there will be too many things you can't help yourself when you get older.

In this regard, Jia Zhiyuan, his old father who joined Rong's family, had a deep understanding, and Rong Tianding didn't want to get involved in the footsteps at all.

"Sell fairy paintings?"

Rong Tianding, who has been selling for several years, does not sell pictures of groups of pigs eating, but instead sells paintings of immortals, which makes Rong Li slightly surprised.

But Rong Li immediately put her surprise back.

No matter what paintings Rong Tianding sells, he can't sell them.

The high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the wealthy district look down on Rong Tianding's paintings, and ordinary people cannot afford such useless objects.

On the road of selling paintings, Rong Tianding is destined to die, and in the end he can only inherit his ancestral business and continue to kill pigs.

Rong Li didn't think there was anything wrong with killing pigs. Thousands of skills were used to make a living, and killing pigs could give her a stable life, which was enough.

This is a job that the Rong family has worked so hard for for generations, and Rong Li doesn't want to cut it off in her own hands.

She stared at Rong Tianding coldly, and then taught Zhang Xuezhou to drop the knife.

Zhang Xuezhou is a good material for weighing, and he can roughly know the weight of the pork by just pinching the pork. However, Zhang Xuezhou is a bit clumsy in the craft of killing pigs, and he is far less familiar with the structure of pigs than Rong Tianding. Too much fire is missing.

To become a qualified pig butcher, Zhang Xuezhou must practice for at least three to five years.

"I don't know what Ruo Ruo is doing with that big soldier. The schedule is so rushed, just like those Jiang Hu people!"

Rong Li murmured a few words in her mind, and she also missed her sister whom she met briefly.

She didn't come back to herself until a loud sound came, and she stopped pointing Zhang Xuezhou to kill a pig with a knife in her hand, and turned her attention to Rong Tianding's painting booth.

"Ling, how could this not work? When it doesn't work, you come to me. I, Rong Tianding, am also a respectable person. How can I earn your pork money?"

"The name of this immortal is the patriarch Jiutian Shangfu, the chief of the five capitals of the North Pole, the general commander of the North Pole Zuoyuan, Tianpeng Zhenjun. He used to be a native of Bianyi, Lu State. He became an immortal because of seeking Taoism, but his parents were killed by ghosts. He hates ghosts and ghosts by nature, and wants to kill those filthy things when he sees them, ghosts are afraid of him when they see him, and they will take a detour when they hear his name!"

……

When the picture of the painting and the way of selling the painting were changed, Rong Tianding found that the painting was quite easy to sell.

Gossip spreads very fast these days, and the way of person-to-person information transmission is even more embellishing.

Yesterday, only a few people like Li Erlang knew about Shilipo Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk, but today most people around Rongcheng have heard about it, and there are signs that it is getting worse and worse.

Although ghosts may not necessarily come to you, there is nothing wrong with buying a fairy picture of suppressing evil for self-defense.

Although many people have never heard of this deity who chanted to suppress ghosts and evil spirits, Rong Tianding said it clearly and logically. They went from half-belief to certainty and belief.

"Evil things are very fierce, but this fairy is even more fierce. If he is not fierce, how can he suppress ghosts!"

"This fairy has a ferocious appearance, and we used blood to exorcise evil spirits to paint the painting. To some extent, we borrowed the fierce power of the fairy, and it is not a problem to suppress some demons and monsters!"

"The gods are very busy, how can they protect you every day! Do you still expect a painting to protect you for the rest of your life?"

"If you can think so, why don't you go to Taoist Mu to pay a lot of money to ask God, and see if Taoist Mu's talisman can protect you for a lifetime!"

……

Some small voices were directly suppressed by Rong Tianding.

This is a sale that has been planned for a long time, and many answers are almost clear in Rong Tianding's heart, as long as someone asks, he can blurt out the answer.

The pig-head fairy painting doesn't have the ability to exorcise evil spirits, so Rong Tianding doesn't do things that keep others safe for the rest of their lives.

As Zhang Xuezhou said, he just needs to delay for a while to let the surging limelight pass.

As long as the people who bought the paintings didn't run into any evil things, his reputation as a pig-headed fairy painting would definitely be spread.

However, his fairy paintings cannot be guaranteed for a lifetime. The same customer may purchase multiple times, which will make him a steady stream of money in the future.

Besides, according to what Li Erlang said, it was livestock that disappeared during the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, and it was not heard who and who were murdered by ghosts.

His business of selling fairy paintings is very stable, and there is absolutely no possibility of causing any trouble.

"This kind of money is still easy to earn, just paint casually." Rong Tianding was slightly happy in his heart, and thought again: "My cousin is really smart, not at all like those ignorant fools in the mountains, this time he helped me a lot! "

He knew that he had an aunt a long time ago, but he had never met this aunt, let alone heard of Zhang Xuezhou.

A cousin was suddenly inserted into the family, and Rong Tianding was a little uncomfortable at first.

But with Zhang Xuezhou's advice and planning, the long-cherished wish of many years was initially realized, and Rong Tianding only felt that Zhang Xuezhou was his family, and he didn't have any thoughts about gaps.

Even if Zhang Xuezhou took over his own pork stall, Rong Tianding thought it would be fine.

He proved himself to Rongli.

Without a pork stall, Rong Tianding can still rely on selling paintings to survive, or even live better.

Seeing that only one or two people bought selectively at the beginning, and gradually the crowd was bustling to watch the fun, and then everyone rushed to buy, Rong Tianding was overjoyed for a while.

The people who come to the pork stall to buy meat are not rich, but those who can afford meat are at least not poor, which gives him a group of potential customers directly.

Listening to Li Erlang's embellishment and mention of the Night Walk of Shilipo Hundred Ghosts, some vendors who came in and out of the city were even more frightened, and took money to buy fairy paintings.

"It's sold out, please come back tomorrow, I really don't have any of them here!"

Rong Tianding didn't expect that cutting a canvas would not be enough to sell. If he had known that the business would be so hot, he would have to cut all the canvases he had in stock.

There is a little more confidence in his eyes, and a little more vision for the future.

But his joy didn't last long.

On the second day after opening the stall, there was an extra Taoist holding a fairy painting in front of his booth.

(End of this chapter)