God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 343
Xu Jingxing scratched his head, "Ink and watercolor are actually the same thing. There is not much difference in technique, but the colors are a little richer. You can find the trick after a few more attempts."

"Hehe, my little brother is indeed a genius. He can draw so well after a few attempts. Wouldn't it be shameful for those art majors to know?" Yang Liu giggled and slapped her twice, then sniffed, "Huh? , a little smell, this is, is this the smell of red sandalwood?" He said and looked at the fan bone in a hurry.

Xu Jingxing didn't hide it either, and said with a smile: "It's indeed rosewood, this wood is pretty good for fan bones."

"But in this way, the market price of this fan can reach four digits," Yang Liu said a little surprised. After all, she has a father who has been in the antique market all year round, so the approximate valuation of these objects is relatively accurate.

Xu Jingxing quickly waved his hand, "Sister Liuliu, this account can't be calculated that way. Strictly speaking, the cost of this folding fan is less than 100 yuan. The most valuable red sandalwood material is left over from the previous furniture. It can be said It didn’t cost a penny, the rice paper and watercolors weren’t worth much, even if you counted the most valuable time, it didn’t take much time, after all, it didn’t take much time to make such a small folding fan.”

After hearing his explanation, Yang Liu nodded and said, "Okay, sister accepts it, but this fan is really well made, it can be the main product of your handicraft shop."

Xu Jingxing's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "Sister Liuliu, really?"

"Of course it's true," Yang Liu nodded affirmatively, "Let's not talk about the materials, let's just talk about the carving and painting skills, the single-line stripes carved on this fan bone are very unusual, natural and concise without affecting The feeling of use does not affect the structural strength of the fan bones, and the ornamental value is also very high. As for the painting skills, to be honest, it is beyond my expectations."

"Hey, hobbies, hobbies," Xu Jingxing said modestly.

"The level of your lover is too high, this is a small freehand watercolor painting..."

Hearing this, Xu Jingxing quickly interrupted Yang Liu's words, and explained with a smile: "Sister Liuliu, this is not a watercolor painting, to be precise, it is also an ink painting, but it is just an ink painting with colors, it is a very typical traditional Chinese painting, and watercolor painting It is a type of western painting, and what I paint is a small freehand ink painting with color, but the color is a little brighter, which is very different from watercolor painting, and the creative concept and creative skills are completely different."

Yang Liu was stunned for a moment, blushed, coughed and patted him pretending to be angry, "I'll explain now, you're planning to see me make a joke, right?"

"Ahem, no, no, absolutely not," he quickly waved his hand in denial.

"Hmph, I'll spare you for the sake of the fan, sit down quickly, and I'll make you tea," Yang Liujiao snorted, put the fan on the coffee table and turned to make tea.

Xu Jingxing sat down on the sofa and took a deep breath. The fragrance of Yangliu was still in the air, which made his heart feel a little hot.

Don't think about it!
He quickly held his breath and collected his mind, then picked up the folding fan on the coffee table, unfolded it and looked at it carefully.

In the few days since he came back, he took the time to make a few folding fans and planned to give them as gifts. This one is tailor-made for Yangliu. The fan is a single-sided landscape painting. Surrounded by fences, vegetable gardens, farmland, chickens and dogs, ponds and willow trees, there is a swirl of red sun in the sky, and there is also a small stream extending from the mountain, winding around the small farmyard.

The content of the picture is quite simple, but because the colors are well matched, and the composition and technique are not faulty, the fan looks a bit elegant.

In addition, on one side of the painting, there is a small poem written in regular script, which is "Xinliang" written by Xu Ji, a poet of the Song Dynasty: "The fields are full of water, the rice leaves are neat, the sun shines through the trees, and the dawn smoke is low; the oriole also loves Xinliang. Flying over the green mountains and crying in the shadows."

The content of the short poem matches the content of the picture, and the brushwork used to write the poem also complements the style of the picture. Not an expert would never see it.

Of course, there is no way to do this, because he is indeed new to color painting, and this fan is the first color painting work he created that can be handed out, which can be said to be quite commemorative.

In addition, he didn't check this fan very much after he finished painting it. After all, he was too busy, and now he had time to look carefully at his first coloring work.

Needless to say, he was quite satisfied, except for the slightly rusty technique, there was really nothing wrong with it.

Therefore, looking at this folding fan, he couldn't help showing a satisfied smile. After all, he has developed a new skill, and maybe he can really make a fortune from it. Thinking of this, the smile is even stronger.

"What are you thinking? You're drooling from laughing," at this moment, Yang Liu came over with a tea tray and asked with a smile.

"Ahem, it's about making money," he replied hastily.

"Make money? You mean, about opening a store?" Yang Liu thought for a while and asked, "How is your store getting ready?"

"That..." He was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.

"What's the matter? Not prepared at all?" Yang Liu thought he hadn't got a clue yet, and quickly persuaded him, "There's no rush, it won't be too late to get busy after the Chinese New Year."

He said a little embarrassedly: "Well, Sister Liuliu, the store has been rented out, and the decoration team has been found. It will be able to decorate and prepare for the opening in the new year."

"Ah? Already rented? Didn't you just come back from Kecheng? Where is the shop? How much is the rent? Is there a priority lease right?" Yang Liu was taken aback, and then asked several questions in succession, showing concern.

Seeing Yang Liu's concerned expression, he felt warm in his heart, and hurriedly told what happened.

After he finished speaking, Yang Liu slapped him hard on the shoulder with admiration, "Little brother, okay, it's really good, good luck, and courage, 200 million can be paid as soon as you say it, but you can also make a lot of money." Well, that shop can be said to be the most suitable place to open a shop in the entire island city. Factors such as geographical location, customer flow, popularity, etc., you can get what you want. If I know that the rent is so cheap, I would like to rent it and do business there. As long as you do it well, you will basically not lose money.”

He chuckled, "Thank you, Sister Liuliu, for being merciful, and thank you, Sister Liuliu, for introducing that good place to me. When the store makes money, I will give Sister Liuliu a good gift."

"That's what you said, don't break your promise," Yang Liu giggled, then frowned and asked, "It's just such a big shop that only sells wood carvings, isn't it a bit wasteful?"

(End of this chapter)