Yan Wei stayed at home to paint, and Hu San would come to Zhangshanfang to pick up paintings every three days. However, after three rounds, Hu San would stop coming again. This was called Yan Wei confused. Could it be that his paintings could no longer be sold?

This is completely unreasonable. With those dandy temperaments, whenever someone gets novel paintings, others try every means to get them. It is impossible to get aesthetic fatigue so quickly.

After waiting for seven or eight days, Yan Wei could no longer bear it. He spent a day drawing a volume of "A Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix". This picture is full of the best things Yan Wei learned throughout his life. As soon as he was born, he would definitely make the king amazed at the silence of the playboy kneeling down and licking.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yan Wei collected the scroll and asked: "Buer, are there any other good brothels in Luoyang City?"

"Yuchunyuan in Shanglinfang is a good place to compare with Fenglailou, but Yuchunyuan does not do this business."

"It's okay, take the painting and go to Yuchunyuan and show it to a crowded place!"

Zhang Buer took the waist-high paper roll, "It's probably worth a thousand guan!"

"One thousand guan is less. If someone buys it, he will say he will have ten thousand guan!"

Zhang Buer said astonished: "Alang is so expensive and he can't make a move!"

Yan Wei shook his head and said, "It's not for sale. Let's go to the tent to spread the news today and become famous."

Although Luoyang has two cities in the north and south, it can also do some small business in the yard, which can meet the daily needs of the neighbors. Of course, you must pay a few copper coins to the yard officials when entering and leaving the yard.

It was not too early, and Old Feng was taking the shop diary to urge the vendor to close the stall. When he saw Yan Wei coming, he called out, "Where is Mr. Yan going?"

Yan Wei smiled and replied, "Where do you think I can go when you go out at this time?"

"Young Master Yan, please speak here!" Old Feng invited Yan Wei to the side of the road and whispered: "Young Master goes out at night, and stays for the guards of the house to avoid being stolen from the family's money."

Zhang Buer nervously grabbed Lao Feng, "How did you know that there was money hidden in our family..."

"What's the noise!" Old Feng covered Zhang Buer's mouth, "I don't know anything about it in this shop."

Yan Wei was not surprised. Hu San gave Yan Wei three times in a carriage. Old Feng could guess by guarding the gate all day long.

The old Feng family has lived in Zhangshanfang for three generations, so they are not afraid that he has evil intentions. Today they come here just to get some benefits, which is normal.

Yan Wei smiled and said, "Youfang is protecting Zhangshanfang's safety. What are you worried about? From this month on, I will take five jin of money to treat everyone to drink every month. I will take care of my house with my brothers."

"Young Master is out, this is my duty and everyone else. But it is not safe to put so much money in the mansion, so it is better to buy some fertile land as soon as possible. Well... I haven't seen the young master go out recently, and there are so many investments in the mansion. I wonder what business is being done?"

Zhang Buer waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Fangzheng, don't inquire. My Alang is a ancestral craft, and it's useless to tell you!"

Old Feng turned his eyes around and asked intently: "Is the ancestral craft? Could it be that it is painting?"

Yan Wei nodded with a smile: "That's right!"

Old Feng slapped his thigh and bowed and said, "I was saying yesterday that the young master was not as good as being possessed by evil last time. Now I think it must be Mr. Yan's appearance. The young master is just around the corner!"

Zhang Buer patted his chest and said proudly: "My Alang will enter the palace sooner or later to paint a portrait of the saint. Alang is handsome again, and it is unknown whether he is a face-to-face for the saint..."

"Say a few words and I can't die!" Yan Wei pulled Zhang Buer out of Zhang Shanfang, and after walking not far, he said to Zhang Buer: "Don't say anything about making faces for the saint in the future!"

Zhang Buer scratched his head in confusion and said, "Then there is nothing we can't say. Alang used to be saying it all day long. Zhang Shanfang has long known everyone!"

Yan Wei scratched his nose awkwardly, "Is that so? I actually have such lofty ambitions?"

"Otherwise, why did Alang have to line up to meet the eldest princess of Yan'an in the past? Is it really just to serve her?"

"Anyway, that's what happened before, and you won't be able to talk about it later. If you don't have time, hurry up and hurry up!"

The two of them walked far away, and the drums in the street started to ring. The pedestrians in the street accelerated their pace and rushed home. After the drums in the street were five hundred, they would have to eat whips and squat in the classroom if they were still strolling on the street.

Yan Wei and Zhang Buer were in a hurry, and a tall horse suddenly emerged from the entrance of the alley ahead. If Yan Wei hadn't been knocked over by the horse, he blurted out: "Who is a bastard! He doesn't have eyes!"

Aw—

The rider tied the reins and jumped off the horse. He strode towards Yan Wei with a bridle. He saw that the man was six feet tall, with a big head as big as a bucket, a big nose and mouth, and a lush beard on his cheek, which exuded a fierce aura from his bones.

Seeing the other party coming over with great momentum, Yan Wei's courage couldn't help but weaken, "Brother, you just..."

Unexpectedly, the other party started to attack without saying a word and punched Yan Wei on the shoulder. Yan Wei staggered back a few steps. If it weren't for the wall blocking it, he would have fallen to the sky.

Yan Wei was about to get angry, but the other party laughed loudly, "Hahaha... Brother Yan is such a coincidence, I'm going to find you!"

Seeing Yan Wei's face was confused and surprised, Zhang Buer hurriedly introduced: "Alang, this is Mr. Yuchi, I just told you yesterday."

When he was bored these days, Yan Wei asked Zhang Buer to make up for his common sense of life and his life he had never experienced. He pointed at the other party and asked, "Are you Yuchi Ming?"

You can probably know where the other party came from by the surname. This strong man is a descendant of the famous branch god Yuchi Gong.

Looking back at the time when Yuchi Gong killed the King of Qi and forced Li Yuan, he was a powerful man who was very greedy. During the Zhenguan period, the Yuchi family enjoyed all the honors and favors. However, this hero was unable to teach his children, and none of the three sculpted sons became successful.

After Yuchi Gong's death, the eldest son who inherited the title made a mistake, and the title was also reduced again and again, from the former Duke to the current county magistrate. Seeing that the title could not be passed on, the Yuchi family, who had been living a life of life and waiting for death, finally began to cheer up and sent their best children from Chang'an to Luoyang to make a fuss.

Surprisingly, the Yuchi family did not intend to continue to play on the battlefield, because today, when the son attached great importance to the imperial examination, even if he was on the shelves, the Yuchi family would have to go on the imperial examination last time.

As expected, Yuchi Ming failed to be in the exam room but became famous in the fun. Yan Wei and Yuchi Ming met in Fenglailou jealousy. As the saying goes, they don’t know each other without fighting. The ancestors are both old people from the Qin Palace, which has a deep connection. The two quickly became a pair of pig friends and dogs.

Yuchi Ming made great contributions to Yan Wei's failure in such a short time. It's not that Yuchi Ming was stingy in everything and asked Yan Wei to spend money. In fact, he was even more costly than Yan Wei. However, Yuchi Gong confiscated the Qi Prince's Mansion and was once the richest man in Chang'an, and his family was extremely rich.

Yuchi Ming looked at Yan Wei with a strange look, "No, who am I? I don't even remember this for a few months?"

"Remember, how could I forget Brother Yuchi. Didn't Brother Yuchi be retrieved by his family back to Chang'an? I thought you wouldn't be able to follow the imperial examination road and would never come back!"

Yuchi Ming sighed heavily, "The adults at home said they were wrong from the beginning. This road is not suitable for me. After discussing for a long time, I finally pointed out another clear road for me."

"I have long said that Brother Yuchi is the most suitable way to walk the army!"

Yuchi Ming shook his head and said, "It's not a journey of ranks. I don't know if I have to endure the year of the Monkey and Horse Month. This time, I will join the Crane Control Supervisory like Brother Yan and become the close minister of the emperor."

(Note Yan Liben once served as Kuzhi in the Qin Palace, and his brother Yan Lide was appointed as the army)
Chapter completed!