Jiang Xiao's intuition was a little wrong, and his intuition was a little bad.

That person, she wanted to know who it was.

Moreover, the people who can go to Bai Lao's house should not be ordinary people.

Bai Lao also cherishes that painting very much, and he will not let others in and see it at will.

So, that person, or someone Bai Lao trusts?

She should ask Bai Lao.

"How could you not remember?" Du Jinruo was anxious when he heard it. "You haven't sold a few paintings to someone as famous as Bai Lao, have you?

"It's normal that I can't remember, I sell a lot of paintings. ”

"Jiang Xiao, are you afraid that I won't be able to pay for it? Just tell me how much that painting costs. "Du Jinruo has actually been mentally prepared that such a painting will not be cheap.

She had heard that it was painted with a potion that was added to the paint, and then when it came into contact with the air, it would evaporate, and it would make people feel a special feeling such as coolness.

It's like alcohol, and it feels a little bit when it volatilizes.

The kind of medicinal herbs added to the pigment must be Jiang Xiao's unique formula.

Du Jinruo believes this.

Because when Fang Jianye was injured before, he was also rescued by the medicine brought by Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao's grandfather had been digging herbs for money to make a living before, and it was not surprising that they were countrymen who knew some special medicinal materials.

Du Jinruo also had to admit that if Jiang Xiao was not so special and had no ability, Meng would not have liked her at all.

How arrogant, proud, and narcissistic that man is, he will definitely feel that ordinary women are not worthy of him.

"I don't remember, how can I say the price?" Jiang Xiao said: "If you don't make any strange requests, you must draw the feeling of which painting, according to what you just said, the old house, the yard, the small pond, the bamboo, I can draw all of these, that is, according to my habit, then, fifteen thousand can be painted." ”

"Fifteen thousand ......" Du Jinruo's heart jumped.

She didn't pay much attention to Jiang Xiao's paintings.

Actually, I've seen it roughly, but I don't know what the price is.

Now hearing her say that a picture is fifteen thousand, Du Jinruo was really shocked.

According to what she thought, it was fifteen thousand, so what if it was painted like Bai Lao's painting according to her request?

No, no, no, there should be more than that.

Are Jiang Xiao's paintings so expensive?

What's wrong with it being so expensive, isn't it just adding some medicinal herbs?

In fact, if the medicinal herb recipe can be said, it probably won't be a big deal.

As for saying that he is better than Jiang Xiao's painting, it is definitely not nothing.

But she didn't know why that person had to be drawn by Jiang Xiao.

"Well, fifteen thousand, so you think about it. If you want, draw it in a month. ”

"In a month, can't it just be a few days?"

"No, you can't. "She is ready to go abroad, how can she use these few days to paint Du Jinruo?

"Is that medicine painting really not good?Jiang Xiao, we don't actually have any festivals, you don't have an opinion about me because of what happened in the past, right?" Du Jinruo bit his lower lip and looked at Jiang Xiao with some grievances.

She did feel a little aggrieved.

In her opinion, Jiang Xiao is the victor and won Meng's old years.

She has always been unwilling before, but there is really no way, and Meng didn't love her in the past.

If it weren't for the fact that there was someone else in her heart now, she wouldn't want to see Jiang Xiao yet.