Mo Xiaohe commented on the screen at the door, she had to show her professionalism, so that she could not be looked down upon by the old man.

Da Wu people are persistent and demanding of beauty, and she believes that the price of her paintings will never be low.

But at present, Mo Xiaohe is unlikely to paint at home, and she lacks tools.

A set of painting tools costs at least a dozen taels of silver, which is not a hobby that ordinary people can cultivate.

Just like in this era, scholars are noble, and the bundle of silver for studying is a large sum.

Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, all of them are precious things.

The people in the village produce all year round, and after taxes, the rest of the rations are only enough for the family to eat.

In a year when the wind and rain are good, you can have a little surplus.

The Mo family has a family background, and it is not from the hard work of his father Mo Jingshan, but it still relies on the family background of the ancestors.

"Little lady, what is the purpose of your visit to our store?" The old man was still yawning at first, and there was no love on his chrysanthemum-like old face.

After listening to Mo Xiaohe's explanation, he was shocked, and his eyes were shining.

can be so sharp and point out the problems to the point, presumably he is also an expert.

He looked at Mo Xiaohe carefully, and was slightly puzzled in his heart, she didn't seem to be up to date, could it be that someone in the family was good at painting and had been exposed to it since childhood?

"It's very simple, I'm short of money and want to paint for your shop."

Mo Xiaohe racked his brains to think of a reason, and finally decided to tell the truth.

I heard that there is a painter in the county, who specializes in painting some fine brush paintings of landscapes, flowers and birds, and sends them to the calligraphy and painting shop for sale.

Mo Xiaohe is short of silver, and she doesn't have time to sell it on behalf of her, who knows how long she will have to wait?

Get the silver sooner and buy what she wants early.

Crossing over to Dawu, Mo Xiaohe deeply realized the distress of having no money and being unable to move an inch.

The old man thought for a moment and nodded.

Shop pù do business, can receive exquisite paintings naturally good.

"That's it, the old man has a powder book, you can copy it."

To test whether the gardener is qualified as a painter, as long as he looks at his skills and whether he can master the skilled painting techniques.

Mo Xiaohe immediately agreed, in fact, she wanted to show her skills alone, her heart to paint without distractions, in one go, requires a high degree of concentration.

Cousin Li Xiu was still waiting for her at the door, she created alone, at least for more than an hour or two, or a simple painting. Since the old man asked for this, it was much easier for her.

Seeing Mo Xiaohe's promise, the old man thought a lot, this little lady wouldn't come to the store to waste things, right?

It just so happened that on the wall, there was a picture of the first sunny day after the rain.

The above display is a corner of the street, it is said that it was handed down from Dayue, the painter, is the eldest brother of the queen's mother, and is also a bachelor who reads poetry and books, Mo Qingfeng.

This painting was bought by the owner at a great cost in Dayue, the treasure of the town store.

Of course, the paintings on the walls are imitations made by painters.

Before painting, Mo Xiaohe carefully looked at the structure on it, measured it with a ruler, and imprinted it in his mind.

Gongbi painting, looking like a waste of time, is actually very easy, she has it at her fingertips.

The old man watched with wide eyes on the side, and after Mo Xiaohe put down the pen, he became another person, his expression was extremely focused.

There was no break in the middle of the painting, but it took half an hour for an identical painting to unfold in front of him.

There are subtleties in the painting, Mo Xiaohe's eyes are sharp, and he has mastered them all, and the score is exactly right.

Da Yue's architectural style is different from the complexity of Da Wu, simple and atmospheric, and her paintings are more imposing than the copied version.

The old man's hands trembled with excitement, what kind of luck was he?

If you doze off at noon, you will meet the master!

"This little friend, ten taels of silver, how about buying your copy of the powder?"

The old man changed his name and became extremely courteous, with a smile on his face, and beckoned the man to bring tea and water.

Outside the door, Li Xiu was waiting in a hurry, she was afraid that her cousin would be bullied, so she kept looking at the door.

Mo Xiaohe went out and apologized to Li Xiu, she should have told her cousin just now.

Seeing that she could get the silver, she was extremely excited.

This is the silver she earns with her talents.

Ten taels of silver, no more, no less, because it is an imitation, it is not valuable.

The old man gave this price, which was a conscience price, mainly because it was close to Mo Xiaohe's set.

What he likes is Mo Xiaohe's imitation talent, if there is a treasure, she can make ninety out of nine.

If it is false, it is estimated that it will not be discovered.

If so, are you still worried that you don't have any money? The silver is like flowing water, and the whole store can't put it down.

The old man's pupils turned into money eyes, immersed in his own world, unable to extricate himself.

"Ten taels, then."

The merchant is the most shrewd, and Mo Xiaohe showed his hand, believing that the old man had an assessment of her ability.

If you want to continue to cooperate in the future, you must give her enough face for the first time, and you can't fool people.

Taking a step back, she suddenly had confidence in her own talents.

"However, I have one condition."

It is not good for the woman to show up, and Mo Xiaohe also hopes that the store can keep it secret.

"No problem."

The old man readily agreed, and if so, it would be better.

He wanted to quickly negotiate with the owner, get a few treasures, and then let Mo Xiaohe imitate the painting and sell it to the squire at the price of the original product.

Earn over, earn over!

Lin Qingqian rolled his eyes and was speechless at the shrewd old man.

However, the old man's wisdom and understanding of people are still worthy of praise.

I got ten taels of silver, and made an appointment with the old man, and in a week, she would come to town again.

Next time, you can skip the front door and enter at the back door of the store, which is more private. After going out, Li Xiu's face was covered with sweat, and she saw that Mo Xiaohe was neatly dressed, so she was relieved.

My cousin's color is too beautiful, and it is easy to be bullied by the disciples.

The two of them have been out for more than an hour, and they must go back as much as possible, and the mother and eldest brother should be in a hurry.

"Cousin, let's get a drink for my grandfather first, and then buy some snacks."

With silver in his hand, he was not panicked, Mo Xiaohe was very generous to his family, and the first thing he thought about was to buy something for his family.

A week later, she tried to find a way to come again, and the old man promised her to give her the money on the spot.

The silver money earned again was used to buy a gift for her eldest brother Gu.