"Little brother, little brother, what are you selling in this stall?" asked an elegant man who gently woke up Hao Yun, who had fallen into a semi-sleep. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hao Yun rubbed his eyes, pointed to the rice paper on his head, and said, "It's obvious!

"And what do you mean by that word?" the man asked, smiling.

Hao Yun replied triumphantly: "The so-called one word is the literal meaning, let me inscribe, one word is one thousand yuan!"

Rao is man has seen the wind and waves and was still shocked by Hao Yun's arrogant tone, although he admitted that the words "a word of gold" on the top of Hao Yun's head are quite popular, but the price of a word of gold is only a few top calligraphers in China dare to call out, how can he be so confident as a young man in his twenties?

"You're not making a fuss, you dare to ask for a thousand yuan for a word?" the man asked with a shocked expression.

Hao Yun sighed and said in a rare and strange way: "What's the trouble with this? I dare to sell my words at this price, and the so-called calligraphers of others dare to pay a thousand yuan for a word, why can't I? My words are not worse than theirs! Big brother, do you want to write a letter? You can also open the door for me, how about charging you half the price?"

The man silently stared at the rice paper banner on Hao Yun's head for a long time before he said, "If the words you write for me can catch up with the one hanging on my head, I will pay." ”

Hao Yun smiled and said, "Okay! Just wait for your words! What do you want me to write to you? Tranquility or virtue?"

The man thought for a long time before he said, "You can write me a picture of longevity! Since you dare to ask a top calligrapher for a thousand words, then the picture of longevity should not be a big problem for you, right?"

Hao Yun rubbed his face and said with a wry smile: "Big brother, you really trust your brother! A mouth is a big deal! Let's calculate it at half price, five hundred and one words, and the hundred longevity picture is one hundred 'longevity' words, and the whole picture is fifty thousand yuan, no opinion?"

The man smiled confidently: "The little thing of 50,000 yuan is not worth making me regret, but let's talk about it first - if the level of your Baishou diagram does not reach the level of this 'word of gold', I will refuse to pay!"

Hao Yun moved his wrist, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, poured a little water into the inkstone, picked up the ink, grinded it vigorously a few times, and then checked the concentration of the ink. The concentration of ink can directly affect the visual effect of calligraphy works, if the ink is too light, the characters will appear frivolous, and if the ink is too thick, it will look gloomy. Therefore, ink mixing is also the unique skill of calligraphers - ancient scholars want to mix well, and being able to mix ink is definitely an important magic weapon for their lives.

Comrade Xiao Hao is so poor that he has to be used as pants, so where can he afford to hire a scholar? Therefore, he can only keep everything simple and do everything himself. After the ink was adjusted, Hao Yun grabbed the hard wolf brush, drank enough ink and began to write.

For brushes, Hao Yun particularly likes the elasticity and toughness of the wolf's hair, which feels like a small brush. When the system packs a master-level calligraphy compressed package for him, in addition to the skills of each calligrapher, it also has built-in excellent works of 5,000 years of Chinese characters - in other words, as long as you give Hao Yun the paper and ink handed down from ancient times, no one can see that what he writes is fake!

Although the Baishou map is difficult to write, it is not difficult for Hao Yun. The only thing he had to think about now was what version of the Baishou diagram he wanted to write, and the basic principle of this thing was that a hundred different fonts of the word "Shou" were put together to form various patterns. The different arrangements of the Shou characters can give people a sense of beauty that they don't use, and this thing is definitely the best object to force the death of dense phobia, with a demonic sense of godism.

In the end, Hao Yun decided, he planned to use a hundred longevity characters to spell a large longevity character, so that the pattern is very pleasing in terms of meaning and appearance, whether it is a gift or a collection is very valuable.

According to the system, the skills obtained by Hao Yun by lottery can allow him to stand directly at the peak of skills, and the gap between him and the calligraphy masters who have been famous through the ages is just that Hao Yun has not comprehended his own way.

However, the master-level calligraphy to deal with a hundred longevity picture is really not too easy, Hao Yunyun pen into the wind, scolding Fang Xuan, tiger and tiger, quite with the momentum of the dragon chanting and tiger roaring, his robe is windless and automatic, quite a sword from the west, the mysterious atmosphere of flying immortals outside the sky.

Of course, Hao Yun did not bring his own blower, and this situation only appeared because Hao Yun's spirit was highly concentrated in the process of writing, and the internal qi in his body was affected and began to agitate outward. However, this kind of unconscious agitation has definitely brought Hao Yun's demeanor attributes to the fullest, coupled with the addition of his Tang costume, Hao Yun is now a well-known person in the eyes of outsiders.

"It's done!" Hao Yun put away his pen and blew the Baishou map he had just written, and after searching for a long time, he said embarrassedly to the man: "That... Big brother, I forgot to bring my seal, do I need to carve one with a radish to give you a card now?"

The man waved his hand again and again, he now had reached the point of worship for Hao Yun's miraculous calligraphy, and he also knew people in the calligraphy world, but no one could achieve such a peak like the young man in front of him. The man couldn't help but complain in his heart: Has this product started practicing calligraphy since his mother's womb?

Hao Yun pointed to the freshly baked 100 longevity chart and asked: "How do you feel?" One hundred and one longevity, it would be good to give 50,000 yuan, and the extra birthday will be considered as a gift from me, who made you my first customer? Thank you for your patronage and welcome back!"

The man looked at the Baishou diagram in front of him with satisfaction, and was overjoyed in his heart -- this time the birthday gift of the old man in the family was found! The 50,000 yuan was worth it! If he didn't tell the truth and tell others that it was bought for one million, people would believe it!

The man happily ran to the bank to withdraw money, where would ordinary people wander around with tens of thousands of yuan in banknotes when shopping?

When Hao Yun received the 50,000 yuan, his mouth was almost grinning to the root of his ears, this was the first big money he had earned in his life, and this matter could be completely lost into Principal Hao's milestone. Congratulations, congratulations.

The money and goods were cleared, and they were all happy, Hao Yun happily held the soft girl coin that had just been taken out of the bank, and he did not let go of the soft sister coins that were vaguely hot, and the demeanor of the worldly Taoist and the fairy wind and bones was suddenly destroyed.

But there are one and there are two, and the guys who come to the antique street to pan for gold are not bad money owners in their pockets, and a thousand words of gold sounds quite scary, but it is really not expensive when you calculate it carefully! The words of the second-rate calligraphers in ancient times can be worth tens of thousands of dollars today--The calligraphy of this young man in front of him is not bad at all compared to Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan, Wang Xizhi, and Zhao Mengfu, and he will get rich as soon as possible! Even if he does not sell it in this life, it is worth leaving it to his children and grandchildren as heirlooms!

So under the effect of herd mentality, a large number of people flocked to Hao Yun's stall, even if they were a thousand words, they still flocked to it.

Hao Yun, who had been busy for most of the day, had earned more than 700,000 yuan, and although Hao Yun was mentally prepared to make money, he did not expect to earn so much money. The money is coming so fast that it can't be stopped!

700,000 yuan is just the income of most of the day -- there is a local tyrant who actually ordered Hao Yun to customize a hardcover thousand-character text! The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are all under the control of the local tyrant, and Hao Yun only needs an inscription!

This is different from asking for money from his mother, this sense of accomplishment of earning money makes Hao Yun flutter from the inside out. However, he also knows that this is just a hammer deal, making money by writing is not a long-term strategy, people who like calligraphy are a minority after all, and the traffic of the antique street is so large, Hao Yun can earn millions of dollars here. The school's investment is not something that can be played with millions, it is a bottomless hole!

Although this hole is bottomless, the task facing Hao Yun now has been settled. One million million can do a lot, at least he can buy a small store house in the seven cities!

With the store house, there is a school foundation - the system does not stipulate how many acres the school has to occupy, and the cram school can be regarded as a school if it is bigger, right?