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Although Jun Anran went to the bookstore every day to copy books, but the money for copying books was too little, only 10 copper plates a day, and 3 taels of silver a month, which had to pay the rent of the inn, and there was not much left on the body, plus the expenses of Mercedes-Benz and beauties, it was simply too tight to work, so Jun Anran had a tight time for a month and a half, and this did not pay the inn on credit for several days.

I thought that Xia Guang would come back, and the situation of the two of them would be better, but I didn't expect that Xia Guang brought everything with him when he left the palace, but he didn't bring her small money bag, which was really wronged.

"Brother Guang, why don't we borrow some money from Brother Ye first, I don't dare to look at the shopkeeper's face in the inn for the past few days. As soon as he thought of the shopkeeper's face smiling as bright as a chrysanthemum, Jun was in a panic. Thinking about how uncomfortable it is to think that I was boasting in front of him at the beginning, and now I am like this with my tail between my legs. Think about how she is also a big lady, but now she is living so badly.

Xia Guang glanced at Jun Ran fiercely.

Yes, on the day that Yeshengge fell into a coma, the princess of the palace sent someone to bring him back, and the movement was so loud that Xia Guang, who was sleeping at the time, was woken up.

"People are enjoying the care of ******, do you think it's appropriate for us to borrow money so inconveniently?" Xia Guang said.

"Then what should I do, if we continue like this, we will both be driven out to drink the northwest wind. "I don't think it's appropriate, but there's really nothing I can do now.

"You don't have to worry about this, if this shopkeeper really wants to drive us away, he won't give you so many days on credit. Although Xia Jun knew that the shopkeeper might have been instructed by someone, he didn't want Jun to think too much, so he just bluffed.

"It's not about your drawing skills. Jun said proudly, remembering the stammering look of the shopkeeper at the beginning, and felt that it must be this reason.

"Yes, yes, yes. You're right. However, when it comes to painting skills, I haven't been to Zhuyanfang for a long time, how is Zhuyanfang now?" I don't know if the shopkeeper Huang has invited someone back again.

"Zhu Yanfang, I am overcrowded with you now, when I enter the bookstore every day, I can see that there are many people asking for paintings there, and some painters even want to go there to become painters. Jun danced gloomily.

"How come?" Xia Guang was surprised. It stands to reason that Zhu Yanfang is just a painting workshop for painting beautiful pictures. Generally speaking, a painter with some painting skills will not be willing to come to this kind of place to paint for others unless he has to, which is a loss of the character of a painter.

"It's not because of the painter you admire, when you were in the palace, didn't that painter go to Zhuyanfang once, so those people all came to admire his name. Jun shook his head gloomily and sighed, "I really didn't expect a painter to have such ability. ”

Hearing this, Xia Guang empathized with those people, if she had the opportunity to see Xuanyuan Qingshui, she would definitely go to Zhuyanfang every day.

Looking at Xia Guang's envious look, Jun secretly rolled his eyes. encountered the painter's matter, Brother Guang really looked abnormal.

Jun gloomily threw the footcloth that Xia Guang had changed from before into the basin, then put away the medicine bottle and started to walk outside.

"Gloomy, tomorrow I will go to Zhuyanfang to find the shopkeeper Huang. Seeing that Jun was about to leave, Xia Guang hurriedly said.

"Oh, okay. Although Jun Yanran didn't know what she was going to do, she still agreed.

In the afternoon of the next day, Xia Guang and Huang sat in the lobby of the Tongfu Inn, and Jun went to the bookstore to continue copying books. No way, no matter how small the mosquito is, it's meat.

Xiao Er made a pot of tea for the two of them, and brought a plate of sunflower seeds. Xia Guang nodded to Xiao Er with satisfaction, then took a cup and poured a cup of tea for Shopkeeper Huang. "Shopkeeper Huang has been doing well lately. ”

Shopkeeper Huang opened his eyebrows and smiled: "Thanks to Miss Xia's blessing, there are people in the studio begging you to paint them every day." In the end, I even used honorifics.

"Shopkeeper Huang is really modest, I heard that it is because Lord Shimizu has come to the studio that so many people will go. Xia Guang calmly poured himself a cup of tea.

"That's what I said, but if it weren't for Miss Xia's painting, that adult wouldn't have come to our little workshop. Shopkeeper Huang picked up the cup. took a sip of tea, but the tea was just some refined tea, not as good as the tea he usually drank, so his whole face was a little disgusted.

Xia Guang glanced at it, but didn't say anything, he picked up a cup and took a sip, it was indeed not as good as the tea made by someone, but it was not difficult to eat, "Is there a way for the shopkeeper Huang to lead me to meet that adult?"

Shopkeeper Huang put the teacup back on the table, then reached out and took out a bag from his clothes, then put his hands in front of Xia Guang, and said with a smile: "Miss Xia, I heard that after you returned to the inn, I planned to give this to you, but I never had a chance to come out." As for what you said about going to the adult's side, I'll introduce you to him. At that time, the adult came to the studio because he wanted to have fellowship with you, but you were not there, so you missed it. However, he also said that he would tell him anything about you. ”

Xia Guang nodded, in response, and picked up the small bag on the table, and touched it a little, knowing what was inside. She looked up and wondered, "What is this?"

Seeing Xia Guang's puzzled face, Shopkeeper Huang touched his non-existent beard and laughed: "Miss Xia, haven't you forgotten the previous painting?" Then he leaned over to Xia Guangna, then put his hand to his mouth and whispered, "This is the reward for that painting." ”

"So many?" Xia Guang estimated with his hand, about a hundred taels.

"Naturally, yes, the girl's paintings are so valued by adults, and the price is naturally rising. "The yellow shopkeeper continues to be in the tunnel.

Xia Guang didn't expect that her paintings would sell so much one day, and she really couldn't turn around, she was still a person with no money before, and now it has only been a big reversal for a while?

Shopkeeper Huang shook his head, stretched out an index finger, and then said, "It's one thousand taels, except for those one hundred taels, the others are what I added to you." ”

As soon as she heard this, Xia Guang couldn't wait to give Shopkeeper Huang a big hug, she opened the small bag and looked at it, and then said with a touched face: "Shopkeeper Huang is so grateful to you." "With this money, when the time comes, when the feet are good, and when I see Xuanyuan Qingshui, I can leave Quyang City and go to other places to play.

The shopkeeper Huang will add another money to her, which is also selfish, you said that such a good painting skill, if you stay in the studio in the future, the money is not rolling in, so you have to show a little sincerity now.

Xia Guang was happy for a while, and then decided to tell Shopkeeper Huang about his plans, after all, when he was in danger, he had done such a big favor, and it would be too unkind if he left without saying anything at that time. Xia Guang took out the extra silver taels from the money bag, put them on the table, and then pushed them in front of the shopkeeper Huang, "Shopkeeper Huang, I can't ask for this money." ”

The shopkeeper Huang looked at the silver taels that he pushed out, and he couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't see anyone who thought that there was a lot of money, and he returned the money, presumably Xia Guang had something to say. Shopkeeper Huang didn't take the money back, but just looked at Xia Guang suspiciously.

"Shopkeeper Huang, I also understand the purpose of you giving me so much silver, but I have already decided, when my foot injury is healed and I see the adult, I will leave here, so I will not stay. Xia Guang lifted his injured foot and gestured.

At this point, if the shopkeeper Huang doesn't understand it anymore, he will be blind to his experience in the art workshop in the past few years. The painters in the studio have their own temperament, and when they decide what they want to do, they will do it, so it is a bit difficult to keep Xia Guang down. Shopkeeper Huang sighed, he pushed back the silver taels on the table, and said with a pity on his face: "Miss Xiaguang, you can take these, we can get acquainted with each other, so let's take it as a farewell money." ”

"That's not good. Xia Guang felt a little embarrassed, after all, she had only painted a picture until now, and the shopkeeper was so kind to her, she was really sorry.

Seeing Xia Guang's embarrassed face, the shopkeeper Huang finally proposed: "In this way, haven't you stayed in the inn for the past few days, you can draw a picture for my son, and it will be your last painting in Zhuyanfang." You just painted the kind of little man you painted for me at that time, and my son liked it very much after he saw it last time. ”

Shopkeeper Huang said so, and Xia Guang no longer shirked. The two chatted about other things and said goodbye to each other.

In the evening, when Jun came back and heard about this, she was naturally very happy, and now she stood in front of the innkeeper and straightened her waist a lot.

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