In mid-August, the monthly auction of Xikuang Painting Museum began. This time, the painting museum invited a total of 75 guests, all of whom had left contact information in the painting museum and made an appointment for paintings. More than ten of them even came from Huyun City. When Ning Yunxi didn't know about it, her reputation was already well-known in the painter industry of Huyun City.

The guests rushed to Xikuang Painting Museum one after another, but saw several portraits of people with very strange paintings hanging at the door of Xikuang Painting Museum...

"This, which doll is this? It has such big eyes and there are little stars inside. It's true or false. It's not a monster, right?"

"This doll looks so cute, it's round like a ball. The food must be very good. You can eat meat every day."

"Hahaha, this doll is still holding a rabbit in her hand, but the rabbit is not very similar. Where can I find a rabbit with such long teeth? Will it hurt my teeth when I eat?"

"Not only does this rabbit look like it, but you can't even see the pig's legs. I don't know what the painter thinks. It's not that it was painted by a doll, right?"

"Although these animals don't look very similar, they look very cute and lively, so there is no problem with the painter."

Most people who love painting can appreciate it. Even if they don’t know, they can watch it. They can comment on one or two casually and immediately stir up the atmosphere.

Originally, Ning Yunxi's new book sales planned to take the route of a general wholesaler, but after a series of understandings, Ning Yunxi discovered that in this era, due to transportation problems, book merchants still had certain difficulties in purchasing goods. Moreover, if buyers want to buy books, the first thing they read is fame. If they are not famous enough and have no publicity, it is difficult to sell books.

Of course, Ning Yunxi was very confident in herself and did not think that her books would not be able to be sold, but she still changed her original idea. Instead of finding a way to help her sell books, it would be better for someone to beg for her to buy books. So she came up with a sales method that volunteered to take the bait and directly placed a bait in her own painting gallery, which is the comics in the book with their own unique characteristics.

Ning Yunxi thought that she was not so short of money now, so she first hyped up her popularity. When the popularity became higher and she became popular, the books would be sold!

I have to say that Ning Yunxi, who has loved calligraphy and painting since childhood, still has the aloofness of a literati even after experiencing the bloody end of the world. However, her aloofness is not as elegant as an ancient gentleman. Instead, it has a bit of modern overly impetuous pursuit of fame and fortune. This is probably also the impact of the social environment. After all, even though Ning Yunxi is a little unique, she does not live in seclusion and has a lot of fireworks. Especially after experiencing the cruelty of the end of the world, her literary temperament is really not left, and more, she is still the kind of decisive and capable of killing and a little cynical casual.

"Man, are these paintings also works by Xikuang painter?" After discussing it, the guests asked curiously.

Ma Xiao, who was asked by the guest, had already been explained by Ning Yunxi and immediately replied: "Yes, but not paintings, but illustrations in the book. The little boss wrote a new book, which was very interesting. Everyone thought it was very interesting, so they selected a few illustrations in the book and asked the boss to draw it."

"Oh? Xikuang painter actually published a book. Is this an illustration? It looks quite interesting. I wonder if there is a book sold in the painting library?"

"It's a baby and a little animal. What did Xikuang painter write in this book? It's not really a monster storybook, right?"

When the guests heard this, the discussion became even more lively, and there were many people who proposed to buy books. Xikuang Painting Museum is very famous in Fuqiang County, and Ning Yunxi is also very well-known. Everyone is still looking forward to her works.

"The boss said that this auction will sell twenty new works, each with ten taels of silver. If you are interested in purchasing, you can go to our shopkeeper." After saying that, Ma Xiao added, "The boss also said that this book is suitable for younger children to read and is a children's book. When you buy it, you must consider it."

"Ah? Children's books? What are children's books? Only children can read them?" This was the first time that everyone heard the word children's books. Although it was easy to understand, there were still some questions.

Many people like to buy things for something fresh. In addition, Ning Yunxi is already a little famous, and the books she published have those introductions. Although everyone is still a little confused, twenty books were sold out in a blink of an eye, causing those customers who were one step late to complain.

"You are not very authentic when doing this. They are invited guests. Why can't we buy them? I don't believe you have published twenty books!" An old customer shouted very smartly. He has only seen those who have no money to buy things, but those who have money can't buy things!

"Yes, why are there only twenty books? You're so stingy!"

"Yes, my baby is exactly five years old, and I'm still thinking about buying a copy to go back to show it to the baby!"

Everyone protested, but those who bought the books were quietly reading it there. Originally, they just had a very casual attitude and passed the waiting time before the auction began, but as they looked, these people were a little fascinated.

"Hahaha, why is this kid so stupid? She was caught by the little rabbit and was still stealing the rabbit's carrots in the cave. I don't know if the rabbit will find it after it comes back?"

"Is this little fat pig actually doing business with the rabbit, and isn't he afraid of being fooled into the pot by the cunning rabbit?"

"Why should tigers grow carrots for rabbits? Even tigers can farm, and what else do farmers do? It's just a mess!"

"Show children this kind of thing, they won't be misled, right?"

Some people like it, and some people question that the charm of books is often in the part that is debated by the world, and different readers will naturally have different feelings. Ning Yunxi's attitude towards this is very calm. Everything has multiple aspects, and it is normal to have good and bad things.

"The auction begins. In addition to taking two paintings in accordance with the previous process, each buyer who takes pictures will receive an additional "Xiaobai Sleeping Walking" as a gift."

As soon as these words came out, some of the people who had just stopped quit immediately, "Your painting gallery is too stingy. You have to make so many troubles in selling books. Can't you sell well? Why are you afraid that I can't afford it?"

In addition to the literati who love paintings, those who can come to the art gallery to shoot are probably the kind of wealthy businessmen who have enough capital to support themselves in purchasing paintings. Therefore, some of these people are more elegant and subtle, while others are more straightforward and bold.

Ning Yunxi didn't say anything, but made people start auctioning directly. The men were so angry that they filled in the auction form viciously. They didn't sell it to them? Isn't it that only those who bid for the painting can read books? Then they bought the paintings. What if the people who can come here can still be without money!

Two paintings, one of which is 350 taels and the other is 400 taels, which is more than one hundred taels higher than the auction price of several paintings in the past. I have to say that even Ning Yunxi was surprised.

"Hahaha, the painting is mine, and the book is mine. Hurry up, bring the book, I want to see what's special about this book!"

Mu Xin is a businessman who travels around the world and sells whatever goods make money. His family lives in Huyun City. This time he came to Fuqiang County. In fact, he came with his friends because his friends like to collect paintings. At the painting appreciation conference, he fell in love with Ning Yunxi's "Desert" at the painting appreciation conference. He was almost the same, so he traveled thousands of miles to accompany him.

Mu Xin doesn't like collecting paintings, but he also has a hobby, which is to buy things that children will like, because he really hopes that he can use these things in exchange for a smile from his son.

"Master, you are back." Mu Xin walked into the house and a servant came up to greet him.

"Where is the young master? Are you doing well these few days?" Mu Xin asked while walking towards his son's small yard. In that small yard, a child who looked like an eight or nine years old was sitting quietly on a stone bench, holding a book in his hand, as if he was reading a book, but his eyes were a little strange, as if it was empty and it didn't fall on the book at all.

"Xiao Yuan'er, what are you looking at?" Mu Xin sat aside and asked with a loving look on his face. This is his question that will never be answered, and the child didn't even look at him.

Mu Xin sighed helplessly in his heart, but did not give up, and continued, "Father knows that Xiao Yuan'er likes reading books. Read it. This is what his father bought for Xiao Yuan'er. Does Xiao Yuan'er like it?"

Mu Xin's son's name is Mu Huaiyuan. He is nine years old this year. This child was once the pride of Mu Xin. He could recognize words at the age of three and write poetry at the age of five. He was once one of the very famous supernatural powers of Huyun City. However, when the child was five years old, an accident suddenly occurred. A concubine of Mu Xin, who relied on her pregnancy, began to abuse Mu Huaiyuan!

Mu Huaiyuan's biological mother died when he was one year old. Although Mu Xin was a good father, he was not at home for many years because he wanted to go to business, so many things were not controlled by him at all. This also led to the tragedy. After experiencing a period of abuse, Mu Huaiyuan became autistic!

In the Kingdom of Daxia, the symptoms of autism are also called aphasia or aorthrasis. Mu Xin found many doctors, but still failed to cure his son's illness. This time, three or four years have passed.

While recalling the past guiltily, Mu Xin said that the children's books purchased at Xikuang Painting Museum were placed in front of Mu Huaiyuan, and said softly: "This is a book written by a very talented elder sister. The elder sister is only three years older than Xiaoyuan'er. If Xiaoyuan'er likes it, my father will take Xiaoyuan'er to see the elder sister, okay? The elder sister is amazing!"

Since Mu Huaiyuan fell ill, he not only stopped talking, but no longer liked to go out. Fortunately, the child can still read books, but it only takes a day to see it. If no one disturbs him, he may not even eat food, which makes people a little worried. So Mu Xin will take his child out from time to time, hoping that the child can get better gradually.

Mu Huaiyuan still didn't say anything, but his eyes gradually became focal. He looked at the book in front of him very seriously, and even stretched out his little hand and stroked the pictures in the book with a little curiosity.

Mu Xin looked at his son with some relief, and did not say anything more, but just accompanied him quietly until...

"Rabbit, rabbit, but cute..." A somewhat tender and hoarse voice suddenly appeared. For a moment, Mu Xin thought he was hallucinating and didn't realize what was going on!

"Yuan, Yuan'er, is it you? Did you speak? Have you really spoke? Is it okay to say it again?" After reacting, Mu Xin's eyes instantly turned red, and his little Yuan'er finally spoke!

After the auction, Ning Yunxi took the folks from the art gallery to count the silver happily. A few days ago, she spent all the money to publish a book. Fortunately, she earned nearly a thousand taels this time, otherwise she would go to Dongfang Yixuan to do business again.

When Dongfang Yixuan thought of him, Dongfang Yixuan appeared, but his face looked very ugly and he had a hint of murderous aura.

"What's wrong, are you?" Ning Yunxi hadn't seen Dongfang Yixuan in the past few days, and she didn't know what was wrong with this person.

"...I'm leaving." Dongfang Yixuan looked at Ning Yunxi and said in anger and helpless tone.

"Return to Beijing?" Ning Yunxi was not surprised. It was not easy for the dignified prince to always stay in this small place.

"Yeah." He didn't want to go back, but he had accumulated too much, so he had to go back to deal with it. In addition, he received the imperial edict not long ago, hum, he wanted to see what those people were going to do when they came back!

"Oh, be careful on the road." Ning Yunxi didn't know what she should say.

"...Do you have nothing else to say?" Dongfang Yixuan was dissatisfied. He was about to leave. Ning Yunxi's reaction was still so calm. Didn't he care about him at all? Just thinking about it makes me feel so wronged!

"Uh...be careful? Have a good journey?" It should be fine if you say so.

"Hmph!" Dongfang Yixuan was a little sad, but he didn't want to show it. He could only hide his anger and said angrily: "I'm leaving, goodbye!"

"Goodbye." Alas, the child is so uneasy, and I don't know if he will suffer a loss when he goes back.

Dongfang Yixuan originally had something to say, but after saying goodbye to each other, he suddenly stopped wanting to say it.

"You, take good care of yourself." Dongfang Yixuan finally left just a sentence, and left with a hint of grievance and regret. However, while leaving, he also silently promised in his heart that he would come back in the near future, and that he would remember the five-year agreement between them!
Chapter completed!