Chapter 133: The First Year Painting Workshop
Xuan Miaoer lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked around, in the past, she came to the town to make money, and she didn't take a good look at this ancient town, maybe her mood was different, and she felt beautiful everywhere she looked at today, and every place was a landscape.
Thinking of landscape, when I studied design in my previous life, I read some landscape design books, and I remember well, at that time, I was hungry to read a lot of books, and now I think about it is really not in vain, this ancient time is also about the landscape, but compared with the modern one, it is still a little worse taste.
However, in ancient times, more attention was paid to feng shui, and a few years ago, I followed the mentor and came into contact with some of these things, as long as it was an ancient art, the mentor was more attentive, so I was also familiar with it, but I didn't know about this era, and I didn't know if I could play it in the future.
The speed of the carriage was very fast, and after a while, the carriage entered a courtyard and stopped, and Qianmo helped Xuan Miao'er get out of the carriage again.
"You're here, are you satisfied with looking here?" The drunken boy walked over, wearing a moonlight robe and wearing a large coat, and the mask on his face was a little dazzling against the sun.
Xuan Miao'er narrowed her eyes, and then looked around: "Such a big place? It's good, it seems that it's really going to be a big fight in the future." β
"If you want to make a big move, we can change to a better place, let's go, take you inside. The drunken boy walked ahead and walked towards the main room.
Entering the main room, Xuan Miaoer found that the west side of the main room had been opened, and there were ten masters, each of whom had prepared their own carving tools for a position. There is still a room on the east side, so it should be a thousand drunken sons.
Qiandrunken Gongzi briefly introduced: "Miss Xuan, these are the engraving masters from the capital. β
Xuan Miao'er smiled and nodded and smiled with those engraving masters: "Hello gentlemen." β
Those masters also responded: "Miss Xuan is good." β
The drunken boy introduced to the engraving master again: "This is the second owner of this workshop, and I won't listen to her in the future." β
For the title of Miss Xuan, Xuan Miaoer was not so easy to accept for a while, but the class division between people in ancient times was so clear, in the past, their family was poor and she was a peasant girl, and when she came out, everyone called her Miss Xuan, but now it is different. Although he didn't wear silk and satin, he was also a master, so naturally people wanted to call him Miss.
Those engraving masters were a little surprised, because of a teenage girl. Seeing that the dress should have no family background, it turned out to be the second owner, but these are also long-standing shopping malls, so he hurriedly gave a gift: "The second owner." β
Xuan Miao'er smiled and said, "I'm young, and some things may not be done thoughtfully. Please also ask the masters to mention more in the future. β
Those masters saw that Xuan Miao'er was not very old, but they were not arrogant or impatient, and they all let down their psychological vigilance.
After the introduction of the drunken boy, he took Xuan Miao'er into the room on the east side, this room has two desks, both leaning against the windowless side, and there is a tea table and two chairs by the window. The wall next to the desk was a large bookshelf, and there was a room further on, with the door closed.
"Let's get down to business first. Qiandrunken Boy took out two red official documents from the drawer of his desk and handed one of them to Xuan Miaoer: "Our cooperation has officially begun." Now thirty percent of the qiΔ in this yard is yours, including this house. β
"You bought the house?" Xuan Miao'er couldn't help but blurt out, she really didn't understand why the other party trusted her so much.
"For those who are capable, I also want to keep her heart as much as possible, I think about the long term. "The drunken boy said unhurriedly, and he couldn't catch his feelings from his face, but he couldn't get any information from his tone.
"Then deduct this from the money you earn in the future, or I will take advantage of you too much. Xuan Miaoer always felt that the other party was a little too generous.
"No, your ability is by no means what this small house can hold, I only hope that you will consider me first in any business in the future. β
"Good. I can't ask for a partner like a drunken son, and I will do my best to communicate with you about printing books after the year. By the way, let's take a look at the New Year's pictures I have drawn in the past few days, are you satisfied?" Xuan Miao'er took out her own picture scrolls and put them on the desk of the drunken son.
The drunken boy opened it one by one and looked at it, and you could tell how satisfied he was from his eyes alone. After reading it again, I couldn't help but take it out and look at it again: "Okay, it's really good, this style, let's not talk about this small courtyard house two months ago, even if it is more than enough to buy a shop pΓΉ on the main street." β
"Then there will be Lao Gongzi, and I will also draw the style. Couldn't help more. "Xuan Miaoer knows that sales is also very important and very tiring.
"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about that. After appreciating the painting just now, he said a few more words, and the drunken boy resumed his words.
"Then if I look for you in the future, will I come here directly?" Xuan Miao'er is really not used to the era when there is no telephone.
"That table will be yours from now on, but I can't be in town often, I'll leave Qianmo to you, he has his own way to contact me, what do you tell him. "The drunken boy speaks in a clear manner, and he will never waste much of his lips and tongue.
"Okay, in the future, if I have something that I don't do well, I will ask my son for more advice, after all, I am still young, and I don't understand a lot. "Xuan Miao'er thinks it's quite good to get drunk by thousands.
"It's true that you're small, but you know a lot, you look at your desk and see what's missing, and let Qianmo buy it later." The drunken boy pointed to the desk.
Xuan Miaoer sat on the chair in front of the table, feeling that she had the feeling of being a CEO, and after looking at it, there was no shortage of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and color: "There is nothing missing for the time being, thank you." β
"You can call me by name if you like. The tone of the words of the drunken boy makes people feel unclear whether it is affirmation or discussion.
However, Xuan Miao'er's understanding of him, this should be certain: "Brother Qiandrunk, you can just call me Miao'er." β
The drunken boy nodded: "By the way, I have a room here, and occasionally I have to rest here, do you want to go in and have a look?" With that, he walked to the closed door.
Xuan Miao'er nodded, and then shook her head again: "No need." β
The drunken boy casually pushed open the door: "It's very simple, just a bed, a set of tables and chairs." β
Xuan Miao'er didn't go in, and glanced at the door, a carved bed, silver-gray curtains, and a set of tables and chairs by the window, just as simple: "It's very simple." β
"After reading it, then I'll take you to see the printing workshop, you can see it to your satisfaction. Without waiting for Xuan Miao'er to answer, she went out with the sketch. (To be continued.) )