XII. Portraits

When I went out, I remembered that I had to go to Futian Temple first, and I bought two hot cooking cakes on the side of the road and came to Futian Temple while nibbling on them. At this time, a large group of medical officers had already rushed to hear the news, and many people accused Li Buqi of using this inexplicable method to kill that person.

Whether the method is good or not can only depend on the curative effect, Li Bu gave up and didn't talk nonsense with them, just one sentence and went back: "Do you have a way to save him?" If you have a way, rule by your way. ”

There was no more silence now. Li Buqi looked at the patient first, because he was injected with the medicine of the medical officer, his complexion was much better; Looking at the wound carefully, there were already small white spots wriggling inside, which meant that the eggs had hatched. Tell not to let flies get close again, after all, flies carry so many germs.

Out of Futian Courtyard, Lian Guangzhi was already waiting at the door: "How did my brother come so late." How's that guy? ”

Li Buqi said: "I met someone who came to collect debts, so I was late. Now the wound has grown maggots, and the result can be seen in only two or three days, but this is also a matter of fate, if that person can bear it, he will live, if he can't bear it, everything will be over. ”

Lian Guangzhi said: "I forget that person must be alive in the end." ”

Li Buqi said: "Then borrow your auspicious words." Otherwise, I will also feel haunted in my heart. ”

Lian Guangzhi asked again: "The debt collector is pressing, brother, I still have a little money here, why don't you take it and use it first." ”

Li Buqi hurriedly said, "Thank you, brother." It's just that Lao Tzu Niang owes people ten dollars. ”

Lian Guangzhi gasped: "So much? Is there a time limit? ”

"Three days. In three days I will have to raise ten dollars. Otherwise, my yard will belong to someone else. ”

Lian Guangzhi asked curiously: "Raise ten yuan in three days?" Unless you can borrow it. ”

Li Buqi said: "Don't hide it from my brother, my younger brother has learned a craft from others, and it is not difficult to raise ten yuan in three days, but I have to find a lively place to set up a stall." ”

Lian Guangzhi smiled: "Then the Great Xiangguo Temple!" I have a place there on weekdays. My brother went there and showed me his craft. ”

Li Buqi nodded in agreement, and Lian Guangzhi took a small banner, a maza and a small cloth bag from a nearby teahouse, and the words "Iron mouth is straight and broken, three trigrams a day" were written on the domain, which was the same as the handwriting on the white cloth that the woman put on the ground yesterday. Looks like that's what he's up to.

The monks of the Great Song Dynasty were very good at trading, and the Great Xiangguo Temple took out a large piece of land as a market for people to trade, and sat on the ground to collect money. Daxiangguo Temple is also a royal temple, so this is a business without capital, no wonder the monks here are all fat and big-eared.

Lian Guangzhi came to the outside of the Great Xiangguo Temple, which was already overcrowded, but he walked straight to a bookstall next to it, and the guy at the bookstall was obviously very familiar with Lian Guangzhi, so he immediately sang a promise to rein in his stall a little to make way for Lian Guangzhi. Lian Guangzhi said a few words to the stall owner who sold the four treasures of the study on the other side, and they also gave up more than three feet wide, so Lian Guangzhi pointed to the empty field and said, "That's it." Don't be too small, there's a good place here. ”

Li Buqi didn't dare to dislike it, thanked the people on both sides and sat down next to Lian Guangzhi. Lian Guangzhi put the hexagram stall on the table and asked, "Brother, what kind of craft are you?" It's always good for people to know that someone comes to the door. ”

Li Buqi opened a piece of rice paper, on which was written, "The portrait is two-run, not like taking a penny." Lian Guangzhi gasped: "I didn't expect the word brother to be so elegant." If you want to draw a portrait three times, my brother's painting skills are not bad. ”

The words written by Li Buqi on rice paper are standard thin gold fonts, which are naturally eye-catching. Li Buqi said with a smile: "Brother, don't believe it, I'm afraid that my brother's painting method has never been seen by my brother, and that appearance can be passed on to my children and grandchildren." Now that there is nothing to do, I will draw a picture of my brother, and you see if I want to pay two times. ”

At this time, even the owners of the shops on both sides were attracted to see what the portrait of the two pieces of money looked like. After the two of them used paste to find a wall of Li Buqi's characters and paste them on it, Li Buqi cut a piece of rice paper, spread it on the wooden board, and began to draw it with charcoal.

Liu Zhiwei liked to paint when he was a child, but there was no teacher to teach him, and then he went to school and was busy with work, so he left the matter of painting. Later, he had a child, and the child also had some artistic talent, Liu Zhiwei enrolled the child in a special class, in order to cultivate the child's interest, he accompanied the child to paint every week, and he was a master in a few years - of course, it was an amateur level.

But the people of the Song Dynasty have never seen sketching and painting at all, and they don't even understand perspective, and Li Buqi is the first person in the Great Song Dynasty. Is it expensive to sell a pair of pairs?

There is no shortage of onlookers for everything. As Li Buqi sketched the outline of Lian Guangzhi's side face and played a light and dark tone, people couldn't help but be amazed: "It's like a real person." Look at that look. It's really alive. "This pair of two looks is worth the money, and it's just right to leave it for your children and grandchildren to think about."

Even Guangzhi's actions are very sharp, and when Li Buqi painted his portrait, he had already told the fortunes of three people and made nearly the same amount of money. After finishing the painting, Li Buqi put the portrait in front of Lian Guangzhi, and someone with good things took a bronze mirror from the nearby shop to show Lian Guangzhi, and even Guangzhi also took a straight breath: "Brother is a national player." It's too cheap to paint a picture for two dollars. Why don't we go to Chicken Alley and paint a portrait of the popular lady there, I'm afraid that one can get five times. ”

The girl in the Qinglou in the Great Song Dynasty began to call Miss, and Ji'er Lane was a fireworks willow alley. That kind of place is the gold cave, there is no shortage of rich people, if Lian Guangzhi has a way to bring him to ten times of money, it is definitely trivial. He was hesitating, when a young man with a fat head and big ears wearing a silk silk and a big flower in his ears preemptively said: "Wait for the guy with the portrait, since you have attracted everyone, how can you just leave?" Let's draw a picture for me first. ”

Although this person is not very reasonable, he is the first customer, isn't he? Li Buqi hurriedly said: "You can see this official clearly, and you want to paint a picture like this with two dollars." ”

The man pointed at himself with a folded fan very arrogantly and said, "I think you don't often come to this Great Xiangguo Temple, so you don't know me." You just need to inquire, my family's quality bank is one of the best in Bianliang, and it is near the left. It's really not worth mentioning. ”

A helper next to him shouted: "Who doesn't recognize Gongzi You?" How can you care about such a small amount of money? ”

Well, I like that there are many rich people in Bianliang City! Li Buqi asked You Gongzi if he wanted to face him head-on, so he borrowed a stool from the bookstore for him to sit down, and spread out the paper and drew by himself. Liu Zhiwei has a lot of work ethic, and this time he painted more carefully, and he painted for an hour. This photo once again aroused exclamation: "This is more real than looking in the mirror!" "No, this little brother's ability is also unique in the world."

But when Li Buqi showed the painted picture to You Gongzi, You Gongzi was happy at first, but suddenly frowned: "Who are you painting?" Why not like me? ”