I opened my eyes and saw Xiaolian sitting beside my bed, looking at me with a smile:

"Yu Xin, you won't be so tired and still study in your dream, right?"

My cheeks turned a little red instantly.

Where is learning?

At this moment, the warm and soft touch still remains on the lips, as well as the tip of the tongue that can be divided at a touch...

Fortunately, the light at the head of the bed was not good, so Xiaolian didn't notice my red face because of the perm. She just pointed at the lantern hanging on the shelf:

"Get up quickly. This lantern is really noisy. I heard that there is a painter who has been dancing there for a long time."

"What do you know?"

The lantern was also strange: "You have delicious food every day and beautiful clothes to change at will. Of course you are not in a hurry. As for me, I have worked hard to accompany you all the way. The most expensive expense so far is only the eighty cents."

It’s just a lantern shell!”

"Nowadays, it's rare for a painter to come to my door. It's like I go shopping and pick out the shells myself. It's normal to be more eager."

Xiaolian also snorted: "I still remember that there was a lantern crying and shouting that it wanted to follow us. It only asked us to paste a bright red shell for it first. It also said that it would never go out when it lights up the road at night.

, I have been selling it hard for a long time..."

"Now, what are you talking about accompanying me all the way...Tsk, tsk, tsk."

The two of them were going back and forth, making it extremely lively.

I washed myself with cold water in the basin and then lifted up the lantern: "Let's go. If you want any shells, just tell me later."

It was already afternoon, the weather was as hot as a furnace, and the sun was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.

There are ice basins placed in the four corners of the inn, and now only a few guests are willing to sit down.

However, because the hotel itself is quite expensive, there were not many people in the lobby.

In one corner, four scholar-looking people were sitting there quietly, and the shopkeeper was smiling and talking to them.

I walked forward slowly, but Lantern had already thought about it in my mind:

"Oh, the man on the left has a long beard and gray hair. He must be quite old. People of this age usually paint landscapes that are particularly artistic! I will think about what kind of landscapes to paint later...

…Do you want the peaks of the clouds or the green mountains of the waves? Or the mountains full of red maples…”

"This second one, looking at his age, is not bad. It's just that he has purple bags under his eyes and a sluggish step. I think he loves beauty day and night. The picture of beauty he draws must be quite charming. When I think about what kind of beauty I want...

…”

"This third one," it looked at it carefully: "He is young, probably just over 20 years old. He is well-dressed. He is a kid from a rich family, and his paintings must have the beauty of gold and jade! What a coincidence, I like this.

Rich and good-looking!”

Walking down the steps from the second floor to their table actually didn't take much effort. In such a short walk, Lantern had already reviewed several people.

Xiao Lian was surprised and said: "Lan Lan, I never thought you could recognize people. If you had this insight earlier, you wouldn't have had to turn into a man and recommend yourself to the pillow, right?"

"Yes," Lantern also regretted: "I didn't run around outside at that time, and my knowledge was all hearsay, which was really short."

"Now that I think about it, why should I offer myself a pillow mat and only ask for two cents? I can change my appearance at will and find a scholar or a rich man to recite poems and poems at night, play chess and appreciate paintings. Before I leave, the other party will definitely give me dozens of taels of money.

."

He felt that he had missed out on a large number of treasures, and even his voice was filled with sadness at this moment.

Looking at the fourth silent scholar again, his expression became much more perfunctory.

"This one is quite young. Young people generally have sharp brushstrokes and strong momentum in their paintings. I like it. But the painting is not mature enough, and..."

He muttered with a bit of disgust: "Look at the clothes he wears are not very good. He is very rich in painting. Without the skills honed through accumulation of gold and jade, how can he have the heart and vision needed to make a good painting?"

"

Thinking of this, Lantern became frustrated and stopped paying attention to the fourth person.

Instead, I took a look at the other person - the shopkeeper said before that there was a person who was good at painting pictures of beauties. Who among them was he?

When he saw me coming, the shopkeeper introduced me one by one with great enthusiasm:

"These are the distinguished guests of our inn. The reason why we invited these few here is to paint a beautiful shell for her lantern."

The lantern swayed without leaving a trace, and then shouted in my ear: "There's more than one picture! They're all here, everyone should at least draw some!"

Some?

Xiaolian stared at her from the side: "Why are you so greedy!"

"How is this greedy?" Lantern was unconvinced: "It doesn't cost much to draw a shell. Your clothes are enough to buy several pairs."

"But isn't this a famous painter in the city? The price must be much higher than at the previous calligraphy and painting stalls. Are you not greedy enough if you still want so much?"

"I want it this time, but I won't want it next time..."

The two of them were chattering there, and I tried to get rid of their quarrel, and then smiled at everyone:

"Sorry to trouble you all."

Several people also hurriedly stood up and raised their hands: "Girl, you are joking."

The weather was hot and everyone was impatient for small talk, so I put the lantern on the table:

"Everyone, please take a look at my lantern. It has special meaning to me, so I want to make more beautiful lantern shells to replace it."

"I just don't know what you are good at. What is the style of the paintings you draw? How much does it cost? If some of the masters have time, would it be convenient to make a special painting for me to take a look at?"

Although they are respectfully called masters, to be invited to the lobby by the shopkeeper like this, their strength is not enough to be called "everyone".

Therefore, I thought that it would be most appropriate to discuss business directly.

However, I really don’t understand the market of calligraphy and painting. At this moment, I just turned my eyes to the shopkeeper aside: "As for the price... I don’t understand either. I have the sole agent of the shopkeeper. If you have any needs, we can communicate with you."

The shopkeeper was also very pleased with my trust.

The more such full power is entrusted, the more it means that they have not neglected the distinguished guests and lived up to the trust of the government.

At this moment, the shopkeeper responded:

"Don't worry, girl. I told the masters when I came here that we want to see the paintings first and then discuss business."

"Look -"

He pulled out a scroll of paintings from the bamboo tube beside him:

"Here are some of their masterpieces. Girls, you can take a look at them first, and then we can see which one is more suitable for your lantern."

The shopkeeper's words were so tactful that no painter present was unwilling to do so.

Everyone was familiar with each other and sat at the Eight Immortals table nearby to drink tea.

And I, under the guidance of the shopkeeper, slowly unfolded the scroll in my hand.


Chapter completed!