Of course, Wang Zhen knew that portraits were not valuable, especially his portraits, so he never expected how much this painting would be worth.

After all, he does not have as strong eyesight as Zhang Wuye, and he can only see a rough idea, but he cannot tell the true high and low.

Now he heard that Mr. Zhang Wu said that this painting was written by a master and could be worth 18,000 yuan, which made him very happy.

After all, he bought this painting for only 500 yuan.

It's not a loss at all, it's a big profit.

Wang Zhen secretly regretted that if he had known that this was written by the master, he would not have bought only one. If he had bought ten or one hundred, it would be a loss.

"Wang Zhen, it's not cheap to ask the master to draw a portrait picture."

Mr. Zhang squinted his eyes slightly, feeling that this matter was a bit strange. Not to mention whether a small character like Wang Zhen is capable of asking the master to help him draw portraits.

Just talking about Wang Zhen himself, he shouldn't have asked the master to draw his portrait.

After all, the master wrote a master and painting any painting is more valuable than his portrait. As long as he is not stupid, he will never draw his own portrait.

"It's not cheap, of course it's not cheap." Wang Zhen laughed.

Of course it is not cheap, it cost him 500 oceans.

He could buy a master's handwriting for 500 yuan, but he actually picked up such a pie that fell from the sky.

Wang Zhen has never been lucky since he was a child. This time he really has a great fortune.

"There are only a handful of ink painting masters in China. Who are you looking for?" Mr. Zhang Wu said curiously.

As an expert in collecting calligraphy, painting, calligraphy and painting, he naturally knows very well the rare master painters in China. There are only a few people coming and going. He is very curious about who Wang Zhen could ask for help him draw.

After all, being a master of painting is a strange temper and arrogant person, so it is quite difficult to ask them to draw.

Especially if you ask them to draw such portraits, it will be even more difficult.

This Wang Zhen doesn’t look like he is not so beautiful, so he has such a way?

Wang Zhen smiled and laughed, but he didn't say anything, and did not answer Mr. Zhang.

"Fifth Master, you are busy, I won't disturb you."

Wang Zhen bowed and then directly dismissed from the room.

Lu Xiaohao is a master of painting skills, so he naturally would not foolishly tell Mr. Zhang Wu.

This is his luck and opportunity. If you tell Mr. Zhang Wu, then what else is wrong with him, Wang Zhen.

Master Zhang Wu squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Wang Zhen's departure back, feeling that he was coming this time, as if he was hiding something.

Mr. Zhang Wu thought about it, but couldn't think of any reason, so he had to give up in the end.

No matter how powerful he is, he probably wouldn't have thought that a master of painting would go to the streets to perform, and Wang Zhen met him.

"This guy Wang Zhen actually has such a connection. It seems that he has to walk with him more in the future."

Mr. Zhang Wu murmured to himself that it is not easy to ask a master of painting to help him draw.

With this point, he had to pay attention to it.

After all, there are no more than five ink painting masters in the entire country, and any of them are moving money trees.

...

On the small bridge, more and more people came to Lu Xiaohao to paint.

Of course, they are basically women, but there are very few men.

As for why Lu Xiaohao's paintings are so popular among women, of course it is not because of his superb painting skills. With the eyes of those women, he can't tell the difference between master-level paintings and ordinary paintings.

What they really value is the most useless beautification function. As a master of disguise, Lu Xiaohao is naturally perfect in this regard and is unparalleled.

No matter what kind of woman, Lu Xiaohao can draw her with beautiful eyebrows and looks extremely pleasing to the eye.

The most amazing thing is that it can be seen that it is herself and will not think that it is someone else.

With this ability alone, Lu Xiaohao will not have to worry about having no business when he is performing on the street.

Qin Qinlan stood beside Lu Xiaohao with a smile and watched him painting. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, he was holding a folding fan in his hand to help him fan the wind.

In just one hour, Lu Xiaohao drew more than 20 portraits, which is quite high-yield and high-speed.

Wang Zhen ran back panting and stopped at the stall and said, "I have included all the paintings of this little brother today. I want as much as he draws, you all have to break up."

Everyone around the stall was stunned when they heard this, and they all looked at Wang Zhen in surprise.

He has included all the paintings of the stall owner, so he has to draw as much as he wants?

So proud!

500 yuan per piece is not a small amount. Anyone who buys a painting these days will spend 500 yuan.

Not to mention 500 yuan, it is estimated that many people are unwilling to pay for 50 yuan.

Moreover, the stall owner only draws portraits, so why do you want so many portraits of yourself?

Lu Xiaohao also looked at Wang Zhen unexpectedly. He had an impression of this person and had painted one before.

Wang Zhen smiled and said, "Little brother, you don't have to draw for others anymore. Today I will wrap your paintings around, so I will save you trouble."

"And there is no need to draw portraits. I want whatever you draw. As long as it is yours, I want everything."

Everyone around was shocked when they heard this. You want to draw whatever you want?

What if the stall owner draws a picture of a chicken pecking rice, are you sure you will spend 500 yuan to buy it?

Even if you have money, it’s not such a waste.

Wang Zhen sneered in his heart, what do you guys know?

The master wrote, even the most valuable portrait pictures can be sold for 18,000 yuan after being sold, and it can be sold dozens of times more and more without losing money.

As for the master's other paintings, it is even more outrageous. The worst ones can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan. Some particularly good masters can even sell for a sky-high price of millions.

If he could get a few high-level works by masters, he would probably not have to worry about his whole life.

500 yuan per piece? That's the same as the one picked up on the ground.

Although Lu Xiaohao was so young that he became a master of painting skills, he was a little shocked and incredible.

But the world is so big that everything can happen.

Moreover, painting art has nothing to do with age, and talent is far greater than hard work.

Talented people can become masters at a young age. For example, many ancient painting arts were already famous all over the world at a young age.

On the contrary, if you don’t have talent, even if you spend your whole life studying, you will have limited achievements.

The art of painting is very low in the offline line, but surprisingly high in the online line.

The highest level, those without talent can never go up.

In Wang Zhen's opinion, meeting a painting master who is not yet famous all over the world is simply a great opportunity and opportunity for him. As long as he seizes this opportunity, he will soar into the sky.

Lu Xiaohao looked at Wang Zhen with interest, shook his head slightly, "Sorry, I'm limited to one painting for one person."

Wang Zhen was slightly stunned when he heard this. You can paint so many people, why is it his turn to purchase one?

"Little brother, I want whatever you draw. If you think the price is low, you can increase it a little more."

Wang Zhen said anxiously, "One person is limited to one purchase, so he is just a fool."

Now he just wants to make more master-level paintings before Lu Xiaohao became famous.

When Lu Xiaohao became famous in the future, he would definitely be able to buy a good price if he took out these paintings.

In Wang Zhen's opinion, no one has discovered this gold mine yet, if painting masters like Lu Xiaohao come to the streets to perform.

He himself was probably not sure about the value of his paintings, so he sold them on the streets.

In the future, he became a highly anticipated master, and it would be difficult to get his paintings again.

"Little brother, how about 600 per picture? Add 100 more per picture."

Wang Zhen stretched out a finger and only earned 500 when selling others, and he could earn 100 more if selling himself. He felt that Lu Xiaohao could agree.

However, Lu Xiaohao just glanced at him with a smile this time, and didn't even answer the words.

Wang Zhen's heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong. Could it be that this young man saw something?

No!

If he knew that his paintings were so valuable, how could he come to the streets to sell his art? He would definitely not know that his paintings were valuable, so he would come to the streets to sell his arts.

Only if I know that this young man's paintings are of master level, he deserves to be able to find a bargain.

"Idiot, don't use your little cleverness to make you look shameful."

A sneer suddenly sounded in the crowd.

When Wang Zhen heard this, his expression changed slightly and he suddenly turned around.

Sure enough, Mr. Zhang was walking towards him, with a hint of sneer on his face and a little bit of surprise.

"Fifth Master."
To be continued...