Of course, for Jiang Xiao, the scenery of this era is estimated to be natural scenery to be good-looking, and unless the buildings are beautiful like ancient buildings like the Forbidden City, these houses in the county town have nothing to see.

Soon arrived at the Wang Lane Street that the ticketing sister said, and as soon as Jiang Xiao got off the bus, he had already seen a four-story building, and there was a signboard on the wall that said Wang Lane Street Guest House.

So easy to find.

Jiang Xiao entered the guest house, and only one head was exposed behind the J-shaped front desk. Opposite the front desk is a whitewashed wall with a painting hanging on the wall. Her attention was first drawn to the painting.

It was a picture of flowers blooming and rich.

But from Jiang Xiao's point of view, this level is really too poor, the flowers are painted gaudy and have no aura, the colors are heavy and old-fashioned, and there are many rooms to create a warm feeling.

She shook her head as she watched.

At this time, a voice sounded from behind, "What, the little girl doesn't like this painting?"

Jiang Xiao turned around and saw an old man about sixty years old, holding a cane in one hand and a paper folding fan in the other, looking at her with a smile.

The old man wore a short-sleeved white shirt, black trousers, and a watch on his wrist, and looked polite.

Jiang Xiao is a little more cautious now, in other people's places, when she meets someone she doesn't know, she will definitely not comment on other people's things casually, so she just smiled and shouted: "Hello uncle." ”

"What, the little girl is embarrassed to criticize? But I see the way you just admired the painting, it doesn't look like you can't understand it, inside and outside?

Jiang Xiao felt that if he didn't say a few words, this uncle would definitely not give up easily, so he had to tell the truth.

"I really don't like this painting very much, it's a bit poorly painted. ”

"What's the difference?"

"The flowers are gaudy and the colors are too heavy, giving people a feeling that they are not rich, but depressed. ”

If it can be said, the true evaluation in her heart is: depressed to the same as the set props in ghost movies.

However, this painting still occupies half of the wall, and the thick ink, black and red colors come to the face, which makes people feel uneasy, so she feels really bad standing here.

"Repressed?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, as if it was the first time he had heard this evaluation.

At this time, the person behind the front desk stood up, looked at the picture, and interjected: "Is it possible that our business has deteriorated because of this painting?"

Jiang Xiao turned his head to look and saw that it was a middle-aged woman with fashionable short hair, who looked a little similar to the old man between her eyebrows, and guessed that it might be his daughter, but she didn't answer this sentence.

What does this mean?

Because the business of this painting has gone bad?

The old man groaned, "I don't rule out this possibility. ”

Jiang Xiao was stunned.

The middle-aged woman beckoned to Jiang Xiao, "Little girl, you won't be here to stay at the hotel, will you?"

"I'm here to stay at the hotel. Jiang Xiao replied, but he was thinking about what they said just now, and he was secretly surprised. Because in fact, if it weren't for the recommendation of the ticket sales lady, she might really have the idea of turning around and leaving to find a new place to live after she came in and saw this painting.

The person's first sensory impression is important.

The name of this painting is Blossoming Wealth, but the use of color is really a bit weird, thick and rich to the point of depressing, which directly makes people ignore the other decorations of this guest house, and may make people feel that the room should also be depressing and dull.