Bianjing City, Zhangfu

Zhang Heng looked at the three hundred coins in the box, his brows furrowed deeply, and a helpless smile appeared on his face, he was originally a painter, he fell off the cliff when he was collecting wind in the wild, and when he woke up, he found that he had actually crossed over, or crossed into a dynasty called Song, but it was only the name of Song, history, and none of the characters matched, not only that, but even the previous dynasties had not heard of it.

Now the biggest problem Zhang Heng faces is that there is no money at home, and the person he crossed possessed is also called Zhang Heng, a poor scholar, who makes a living by painting for others, but he can only barely fill his stomach, and there is an old mother and a maid to support at home, so it is a lot of pressure.

"Young master, it's time to eat."

At this moment, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old maid walked in, carrying a bowl of bread and a bowl of water.

"Put it down!"

Zhang Heng looked at this girl with yellow muscles and thin muscles, and at first glance she was malnourished, and couldn't help shaking her head, she couldn't even support a maid, it was really miserable.

Then he took the cake from the bowl and took a bite, and his brow furrowed, and he felt something hard at the end of this bite, and knew that the bread was made of flour and bran.

Seeing the unkindness on Zhang Heng's face, Luluo hurriedly said: "Young master, there is not enough flour at home, Madame asked me to add some bran, so that I can eat a few more meals." ”

"I know, you get out!"

Zhang Heng looked at such a cute girl, and made up his mind that he must raise her to be chubby.

The pothos also walked out obediently and sat at the door in a daze.

After eating these cakes, Zhang Heng also felt full, took his brush and a few pieces of paper and went out, his current job is to draw people.

Not long after, Zhang Heng found a stool on the corner of the street and sat down.

"Yo, Zhang Gongzi, which girl are you going to paint today?"

A middle-aged woman passing by looked at him and teased.

Zhang Heng didn't pay attention to her, the people who asked him to paint before were mostly prostitutes, so the people around him were sneering at him, but now he didn't have any intention of painting, and his mind was full of thinking about how to make money, otherwise he would starve to death.

At this moment, a fat man in a white robe walked over, holding a fan in his hand, pretending to fan it, and then patted Zhang Heng's shoulder and said, "Shengming, are things ready?" Buyers are in a hurry. ”

"Nope"

Zhang Heng shook his head, this person's name is Feng Bao, he is his good friend, and his family is a money bank, so he will ask him to draw a picture of the Spring Palace for others.

"Why haven't you finished painting yet? I told you half a month ago, but people give you the same money! That's enough for you to eat. ”

Feng Bao looked well-intentioned.

"Thank you, but I don't have the time to spend another half a month painting that thing now, and if I don't make any money today, our family will starve to death."

Zhang Heng now also has a feeling that heroes are useless, and a new youth in the 21st century is actually going to be starved to death in ancient times.

Feng Bao leaned over and said, "If you want to make money, there is a chance, today there is a gathering of literati in Chunfeng Building, compare paintings, and the winner can get ten times." ”

Zhang Heng glanced at him and said, "You can't even write well, when did you become interested in this literati gathering?" ”

"I'm not interested in the literati party, but the organizer of this party is the teacher girl of Chunfeng Building, he is the number one Oiran in our Bianjing City, I am already satisfied to see her, and I heard that the winner will have the opportunity to be her guest of honor."

Feng Bao had a nymphomaniac look on his face.

"Alright, let's go!"

Zhang Heng is also interested in this gathering now, mainly for this ten runs, he is a young man in the new century who is proficient in Chinese painting and oil painting, is it not as good as this group of ancient people!

Immediately, the two also set off for Chunfeng Tower together.

But when the two of them arrived, they found that the entrance of Chunfeng Tower had been surrounded by a group of literati, and they all wanted to squeeze in.

"Ladies and gentlemen! If you want to go in to the party, no one will always have money, and you will be able to see the talents of the teacher and the girl. ”

An old bustard with heavy makeup stood in the doorway and shouted.

"Always! So expensive. ”

After hearing this price, many people retreated, after all, the money has always been their living expenses for more than half a month.

And after Zhang Heng knew that he was going to pay consistently, his face couldn't help but darken, he had three hundred Wen on him, wouldn't this hope of making money end before it started!

"Brother, don't worry, my brother is here."

Feng Bao swaggered and dragged him in, and handed the bustard two pieces of money.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that it was really good to have a thigh to hug.

After entering, the two found that the lobby was already crowded, and they could only stand aside.

"When did it start? I want to see the teacher. ”

After waiting for a while, many people also began to get anxious, after all, most people came here to see Master Li.

In one of the rooms upstairs, a girl like a fairy in a picture and a goddess in a dream was sitting on the table, tuning the strings, and I saw that her fingers were as delicate as shallots, beating on the strings.

"Miss, those people below can't wait, when are we going down? Otherwise, the bustard will urge again, in order to pull business for Chunfeng Lou, the bustard is too much to pretend to be Miss Your reputation. ”

The maid standing next to her was full of displeasure, and her small mouth was pouting.

"Now go down! People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. ”

Master Li showed a trace of helplessness on his face, and walked down with the qin in his arms.

"The teacher girl is down"

When everyone in the lobby saw Master Li walking down, they couldn't help but let out a wolf-like cheer.

Zhang Heng looked at Master Li who was downstairs at the moment, and the whole person was also stunned, combining intellectuality and charm, this is the first Oiran of the Great Song Dynasty.

Feng Bao touched him with his arm and said, "How is it?" The charm of the teacher girl is extraordinary! ”

Zhang Heng nodded, his heart was pounding at the moment, it was not in vain to be able to see such a beautiful woman.

"Thank you for coming to this party, the teacher is very grateful, the winning son can not only live ten rewards, but also become the guest of the master tonight."

Master Li came to the stage, saluted everyone, and then put the piano down.

Oh~

As soon as the words fell, everyone let out another wolf-like howl.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the competition is divided into two rounds at this time, the first round is by me, the sons of you paint, and the second round is free painting."

Master Li announced the rules.

"Let's get started!"

Everyone hurriedly urged, and they couldn't wait to be her guest of the curtain.