Yan Qingrui said slowly: "Lord Zhu, can you prepare the arrears?"

Zhu Jincheng said with a smile: "It's all together, but it's not that the cash is too little, I have a painting here, I bought it for 20,000 taels of silver that day, and now I don't dare to discount it by 20,000, and the cash still owes 15,000 taels, so how about converting it into 15,000 taels of silver?"

After he finished speaking, he said with a little flattery: "Speaking of this painting, the origin is big, it is the masterpiece of the prodigy Zhou Gongzi in front of you, Zhou Gongzi painted ten thousand gold, presumably the little boy has heard of it." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Yan Qingrui glanced at Zhou Xingyun suspiciously.

Zhou Xingyun smiled brightly at Yan Qingrui, his expression was quite conceited, which meant that it was not uncommon for this son's painting to be 100,000 gold.

Zhu Jincheng took out the silver ticket, the face of the silver ticket varied, there were 5,000 taels of denomination, some of 100 taels of denomination, indeed more than 30,000 taels of silver, plus the painting.

Yan Qingrui took it and unfolded the painting, which was painted with a new lotus, which was indeed a far-reaching artistic conception and profound meaning, showing a deep painting skill. The signature is Zhou Xingyun's seal.

Zhu Jincheng smiled: "Little boy, how is it?"

Manager Zhang and the others saw all kinds of feelings in their hearts on the side, and they knew that they still had to repay their debts, why did they suffer from this crime, now, they don't even have a hand, and the room is full of colors, but the masked boy is unharmed.

Yan Qingrui said lightly: "Reluctantly! It's just that this painting is a little worse!"

Zhou Xingyun: "......"

Yan Qingrui took the silver ticket, took out the IOU written by Zhu Zhen, handed it to Zhu Jincheng, and said lightly: "Liangqing!"

Zhu Jincheng took the IOU, not in his heart not to feel the pain of his silver and the painting that he had worked so hard to get, but now that Zhou Xingyun is here, he can't help but suffer this dumb loss.

If Zhou Xingyun hadn't intervened in this matter, he could have sent more people to shoot the silver mask kid to death, and he didn't know it. But Zhou Xingyun actually appeared, and he faintly felt in his heart that this silver mask boy was afraid that he had some origins. The little prodigy Zhou Xingyun doesn't like to be in the court, he likes to wander the rivers and lakes the most, if it is his friends in the rivers and lakes, he can't kill it.

He smiled at Zhou Xingyun and said, "Master Zhou, you can't invite a distinguished guest, I didn't expect to come here today, how about having a light meal at the house with this little boy?"

"The light meal is free, Lord Zhu still asked someone to clean up your flower hall, it's dirty!" Zhou Xingyun said casually, but reached out and took the painting in Yan Qingrui's hand, rubbed it a few times on his hand, and a good painting suddenly became a pile of paper.

Yan Qingrui glared angrily: "This is my painting!"

Zhou Xingyun smiled at her: "Good, it's already dirty, I can't ask for it, you want to paint, I'll paint another ten eight paintings for you!"

A good voice, called out goosebumps all over the place, Zhu Jincheng immediately had a secretive expression, it turned out that this prodigy had a habit of dragon yang, and this silver mask boy was his favorite.

Yan Qingrui gritted her teeth: "What painting do I want, pay me money!" Originally, she also wanted to exchange the painting for silver.

Zhou Xingyun reached into his arms, took out a stack of silver tickets, and said, "I will pay you the original price!"

Yan Qingrui saw that there were 27,800 taels of silver tickets, she took out 15,000 taels of denominations, and the rest fell to Zhou Xingyun.

Zhou Xingyun was not annoyed, he took it with a smile, and put it back in his arms, while saying, "Why do you have such a clear division? Mine is not yours?"