The weather in the wax moon drips into ice, and the weather that has been sunny for many days begins to be a little hazy, as if the arrival of wind and snow is brewing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qiu Man left the house early in the morning, and when he came back, his expression was in a trance, and his steps were vain. Even Qiu Rui didn't hear her speak.

"Miss." Qiu Man entered the East Pavilion and looked at Zhen Zhen who was sitting on the couch reading a book, and whispered a little mysteriously.

"You girl, you've met a ghost." Mother Rong looked at Qiu Man as if she had encountered a ghost, and she spat in her mouth.

Qiu Man didn't seem to have come back to his senses yet, and nodded subconsciously when he heard Mother Rong say a word.

The frightened Rong's mother and Qiu Jin had frightened expressions on their faces, and they almost ran to Zhen Zhen to protect Zhen Zhen.

Zhen Zhen's eyes lit up, revealing a smile that had been rare for so long, "Qiu Man, Xiao Wu's matter is done?" ”

Qiu Man still nodded with a stupid look, and some mechanically took out a small cloth bag from his arms, and handed it to Zhen Zhen with trembling hands.

Rong's mother and Qiu Jin frowned, a little confused about what happened to Miss and Qiu Man.

"Little... Miss, my brother said......" Qiu Man seemed to be a little retracted, looked at the young lady who was opening the small cloth bag, and told the words of his brother word for word.

"What?" Zhen Zhen paused when she heard this, and stopped opening the small cloth bag, "Your brother said that there is no price for those two paintings?" ”

"Well, my brother took a closer look, but instead of marking the price, he also marked that this painting is only for exhibition and not for sale."

Zhen Zhen lowered her head and thought for a moment, and understood, it seems that Yun Moxuan not only recognized her painting skills, but also a business wizard, this is ready to help her make a name! It seems that his income will be guaranteed in the future.

Zhen Zhen smiled and shook her head, forget it, no matter what they are going to toss like this, as long as they achieve their goals.

Open the small cloth bag, which contains a few silver tickets, as well as a folded piece of paper.

Zhen Zhen estimated that her painting was acquired by Yun Moxuan, I don't know what the price is?

"Qiu Man? Isn't it wrong? Zhen Zhen sat up straight suddenly, her hands trembling a little as she held the silver ticket in her hand, and her voice seemed to tremble a little.

Qiu Man saw the young lady's appearance at this time, and he completely came back to his senses, and smiled with a grin, "When my brother said it, the slave maid also thought that she had heard it wrong, but my brother said that this is the number. ”

Qiu Man remembered that his brother's face was full of laughter or other expressions, anyway, his brother's expression was more like he had encountered a ghost.

"Mother Rong." Zhen Zhen's eyes were a little red, "We have money." "Fifty thousand taels of silver tickets, really in front of me.

Mother Rong didn't look at the silver ticket in the young lady's hand, and she knew that it was not a small amount, no wonder Qiu Man's girl looked like a ghost when she came back.

Mother Rong took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, "Miss, old slave...... The old slave went out first. Mother Rong couldn't control her emotions anymore.

Only then did Vera notice that there was a folded piece of paper, and when she opened it, she gasped.

There was a poem written on this piece of paper, which was actually a poem that he casually recited to the little girl when he was in the Zhan Wangfu.

"Qiu Man, did your brother say anything else?" Obviously, this piece of paper was not put in by Xiao Wu himself, it should have been put in by Yun Moxuan's shopkeeper.

"Yes, my brother asked the slave to tell the young lady, Yun Moxuan's shopkeeper said that he wanted the young lady to make a calligraphy and painting on this poem.

When the calligraphy and painting are finished, the remuneration will be ......" Qiu Man said here, and he didn't know what was going on, so he swallowed his saliva fiercely.

"My brother said it was a reward of 20,000 taels of silver." Qiu Man felt that all the things he had experienced in his life were not as unreal as they are today. Although Qiu Man's life is only twelve years.

Zhen Zhen was actually a little sluggish at this time, she knew her skills and was very confident, but such a big deal was also something she didn't expect.

It seems that his font has attracted the attention of the shopkeeper or the owner, otherwise a person who has never heard of the name will not be so generous as soon as he makes a move.

I can't say that those two calligraphy and paintings will sell for a sky-high price in the future?

But how did his poems come to Yunmoxuan? Could it be Jingjing... No, it should be that Jingjing told the others in the house after she went back, and she happened to meet a clear-eyed person, so this is ......

I don't want to do this, at least it's a good thing, and when I finish this painting, I will have a value of 70,000 taels in my hand.

Hahahaha, even if the house doesn't buy a dowry, he won't be without confidence.

After lunch, Zhen Zhen took a short break and went to the small study.

Zhen Zhen's grandfather admired Chairman Mao the most in his life, and Zhen Zhen was influenced by her grandfather and was also familiar with his old man's poems and songs.

A few days ago, Zhen Zhen tossed some special pigments by herself, and this time she is going to use them in this poem.

It took her more than an hour to write down this poem on pale golden rice paper with the pale silver-gray pigment she had concocted, and to write this poem on the entire sheet of rice paper with wild grass.

After writing, the whole calligraphy and painting are pale gold, and the poems written in wild grass are looming, and the effect is very good.

At night, Zhen Zhen had insomnia, and with such a large amount of money in her hand, she really felt like she had won the jackpot, and she still felt unreal in her heart.

The night passed like this, and the next day's weather seemed even more gloomy.

Zhen Zhen came back from the old lady's yard and went directly into the small study, the room was a little poorly lit, Zhen Zhen ordered Qiu Jin and others to light a few candles, and the room suddenly lit up.

Zhen Zhen looked at yesterday's calligraphy and painting, nodded with satisfaction, prepared the pen and ink paint, and presented a painting in front of her in one go.

The room was already warm, and the ink on the paintings dried quickly. Zhen Zhen was going to let Qiu Man take it to Xiao Wu in the afternoon.

Just after eating at noon, Qiu Man hurriedly ran in from outside, "Miss, Miss." Hou Ye is back. ”

"Hou Ye has returned home?" Mother Rong grabbed Qiu Man, a little incredulous.

"Hmm." Qiu Man ran with sweat on his face, "I said that I had already entered the gate and had gone to the old lady's yard." ”

Mother Rong's face was full of smiles after hearing this, "Qiu Jin, you hurry up and clean up for Miss, it is estimated that Miss will be recruited to the old lady soon." ”

Zhen Zhen's heart was a little apprehensive, after all, her original father was only in memory, and she really hadn't seen it, so she didn't know if anything inappropriate would be revealed for a while.

When Rao was so nervous, Zhen Zhen didn't forget her business, and she didn't care about Zhang Luo of Qiu Jin and the others, so she entered the small study by herself, carefully rolled up the painted calligraphy and paintings, wrapped them in plain cotton silk cloth, and then put them in a bag that was specially ordered to sit on.

instructed Qiu Man to send it to Xiao Wu, and told Qiu Man to return home after getting the money.