Although the East Street of Wei'an City is not as crowded as the South Street, it is full of luxury and magnificence of the rich merchants, and even the calligraphy and painting workshops that are quite close to it are also very ancient and elegant.

Most of the people who enter and leave the calligraphy and painting workshop are rich and noble people who live in East Street and have nothing to do, and there are also scholars and craftsmen who are reading.

There are more than a dozen shops in a workshop, all of which hang out the bookstore, Jixiantang, and the signs of celebrity books, whether it is paper, pen and ink, or painting fan zuò, that is, craftsmen with framing skills also set up shops to frame paintings here, and business is prosperous.

When Tan Wanqing and Ruizhu walked into a shop selling calligraphy and paintings, they saw a scholar in a shabby robe coming out of it, with an indignant look on his face, holding a scroll in his hand, and left in a hurry, Tan Wanqing glanced back, hesitated, and walked in with Ruizhu, as soon as he stepped in, he faintly heard the muttering sound in the man's mouth, "...... Think you're Tang Yuanqing? A picture of flowers and birds actually costs five taels, and it is strange that someone buys it. ”

The more convenient way for scholars who have no fame to make money is to sell literary paintings, and this calligraphy and painting workshop is naturally the best place to go.

It's a pity that if it's not a celebrity calligraphy and painting, the price of the sale is pitiful, and it doesn't sell all the paintings, it depends on whether the shopkeeper of the store accepts it or not, and sometimes half of the ten paintings are not sold, so even if it is a literati, if he has no ability, his life is very hard.

Seeing someone come in, the guy hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, but he did not treat the two women differently because of their shabby clothes, but he was used to seeing all kinds of rich businessmen with official history, and he had already practiced his eyes.

The two women who came in, although their clothes were coarse and simple, they could walk thin and silent, their posture was graceful and pleasing to the eye, and their expressions were soft and uncomfortable.

Especially the one on the right, the guy stepped forward to speak, accidentally looked at his posture into his eyes, only felt that it was so beautiful that people didn't know how to be good, he had been a buddy in the painting shop for more than ten years, although he had never read a book, but every day he fiddled with such elegant paintings and calligraphy, even if he didn't know how to use the pen, he would have read it, influenced by it, and he had a feeling about the beauty of things, and the woman in front of him, gave him a feeling, if it was a person in the painting, it was difficult to say, Only when the artistic conception in Tang Yuanqing's pen is so beautiful that people linger and look back can it be described.

For a while, he stood there in a daze, not moving for a long time.

Tan Wanqing was accustomed to other people's scrutiny, so she walked straight to the place where she sold rice paper, pen and ink, looked at it carefully, and felt that the guy had seen enough, so she naturally beckoned and asked him to wrap a few pieces of rice paper and ink ingots.

Only cinnabar, garcinia cambogia, cyan, ochre or powdered or paste, she asked the men to take some, these pigments are not bright to use, but red, blue, yellow, black four color ratio modulation, but is barely enough.

When asked Ruizhu to pay the silver, Ruizhu took out nearly two taels of silver with a painful face, and the light paper and ink pigments were so expensive, not adding the money that was framed later.

Tan Wanqing gave up before, and because of this, she was worried that she would not be able to sell her paintings after spending all her savings, but now, there is really no other way, she wants to move from North Street to the east of the city, and she is short of money, so she has to pick up this idea again, and she has to give it a try when she reaches such a situation.

Taking advantage of Rui Zhu and the buddy to settle the money to collect things, she hung out the calligraphy and paintings in the store, Duan Xiang again, in the past, lived in Beijing, had a lot of money in hand, after the death of her mother, the dowry left behind is enough for her to be extravagant for a hundred years, since she no longer has to make a living in the past Japanese painting skills, plus there are many bad things in the house, usually even do very little painting, and where did I think that one day, I have to pick up the old business to support myself.

There are many landscapes, flowers and birds hanging in the shop, and there are few portraits, and there are two ladies, and they are mostly freehand and less work.

Tan Wanqing looked at the only two pictures of ladies for a long time, and remembered their characteristics and coloring in their hearts, at this time the literati all love to play with landscapes and birds, and most of the brush and ink paintings pay attention to charm, and they should pursue freehand dripping.

On the contrary, the status of gongbi has fallen behind, if you paint portraits, too gongbi realism will be considered to lack the charm of ingenuity, many doctors are even more lazy to paint, not to mention the various perspective and chiaroscuro techniques of later generations, as well as the details.

But these two pictures of ladies are still very beautiful and elegant, very elegant, even if they are only plane drawings, there is no three-dimensional sense, but the painting skills are still extremely exquisite.

The man sent the two women out of the store all the way, stared at them from a distance for a while, and then returned listlessly.

On the way back, as when she came, there was nothing unusual, Tan Wanjing was able to go out this time, but also with a cautious mood, brewing for a long time, knowing the danger, she walked on the street hard.

Even the road was to pick a place with few people, and as a result, all the way back and forth, there was no change in the city, and there were no officers and soldiers, and the pedestrians on the road were happy as usual, and they did not panic about the large-scale investigation of the city gates.

Things didn't seem to be as strict as she and Ruizhu had imagined.

Thinking like this, the two of them couldn't help but loosen the paper in their hands slightly, but their steps did not slow down by half a step.

Even so, I heard a lot of passers-by talking along the way, and their words were full of praise for the actions of the garrison, and for the people of Wei'an City, those outsiders and hawkers had caused a lot of inconvenience to their lives.

The hawkers inflated the prices, and now the city was already expensive for grain, rice, oil, cloth, and everything, and the silver was becoming more and more worthless.

Lord Xie's actions were expected by all, that is, he drove out those who abandoned their fields and lived by selling and reselling all day long, and let them go to the outer city to open up wasteland and plant grain and grass, and solved the pressure of the large population in the city.

What's more, this re-organization of household registration is only aimed at the hawkers who enter the city to buy and sell, and it has no impact on the major shops and merchants in the city, and it has nothing to do with the residents in the city.

Even if there were officers and soldiers in the market, they only carried out strict inspections on the hawkers, but none of the people who visited the market next to them harassed them, and the people in the city naturally did not panic, and they were still applauding.

When Tan Wanqing and Ruizhu heard these words, they glanced at each other and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If it is only for people who enter the city, then they have settled in the city, so there is no danger? But she thought about it, yesterday's Lord Xie clearly mentioned that the household registration must be strictly checked when entering and leaving Fang City, and it was this sentence that the two of them didn't even have time to pack up their things and leave.

Thinking of the strictly guarded gates on several streets, she frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't think of why.

But in his heart, he had already made up his mind to move to the east of the city with Ruizhu.

At the beginning, she chose a place to live near North Street, but she wanted to be close to the barracks, there was no Xiao Xiao to make trouble, and it was safer, but the current idea was very different, compared with those Xiao Xiao, the place of the military camp was the most terrifying, especially the identity of fugitives like them, like driving sheep into the mouth of a tiger, I really don't know how I decided at the beginning, but it was too late to regret it.

Bringing the things back to the residence, the two covered the door, and Tan Wanqing hurriedly ate a bowl of fish porridge that Ruizhu brought from the stove and was still warm.

He returned to the house, put the pen and ink paint next to the window, sat next to the warm kang and the bright window, and then reached out and gently laid the rice paper on the table, took the ink charcoal that was sharpened into the pen pattern, raised his hand and looked at the blank paper under his hand steadily, and thought for a long time, before slowly putting down the pen, gently scratching the paper with the tip of the charcoal, leaving lines that seemed to be hidden and absent.

For Tan Wanqing, a designer and illustrator whose style has matured, she knows her strengths and weaknesses very clearly.

Although she thinks so, but unfortunately, she is very good at people, and the landscapes, birds and beasts are very weak, and there is no rhyme at all, but it is just an embellishment.

Thinking about it, instead of following the trend and falling into nondescript, it is better to be bold and advantageous.

She began to sketch as quickly as she thought in her heart, she did not paint too realistically, because it was unrealistic, whether the style could be accepted or not was another matter, just paint, it was also difficult to do, simply follow the local customs, but also outlined with lines and planes.

Her subordinates are fast, and soon they have drawn a rough outline, and the face shape of the lady is mostly narrow in the forehead, and the face of the big chin is too plump, and the thin melon seed face will also be considered unhealthy and unlucky, so she only takes the middle of the two, not fat or thin, slightly goose eggs, so that it will look beautiful.

After a slight pause, the jade finger gently pinched the charcoal pen and filled in the facial features in detail.

The expressiveness of the characters is all in the eyes, which can be described as a clear brush, and when the eyes are clear, she naturally has to be subtle.

I don't know how long I painted, until I couldn't help but let go of the brush, and then I leaned on the quilt and fell asleep.

Early in the morning, the assorted sweet porridge and meatball soup had been boiled, and Ruizhu lightly brought the things to the back room, and saw that the young lady was tired lying on the warm pit, her chest rose and fell slightly, obviously she was asleep, she had to put the food aside lightly, and pulled the quilt over the young lady.

Then she lightly cleaned up the messy things on the table, and it was not until she gently unfolded the slightly rolled drawing paper that she widened her eyes, looked at the person in the painting in a daze, and was speechless.