In the end, the first place was won by a noble painter, apparently people didn't care about this bit of silver, just wanted to stay in the samurai family for a while so that they could listen to the teachings of the famous masters present. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at people's breezy style, Guan Kunyu is not envious, this is also a helpless thing, who made him have to break his hands to count the slag straw paper now.

After the end of the review, it was already dark, and the samurai family had a great business, and they actually packed up enough guest rooms for these painters to sleep! Of course, crowding is inevitable to crowd some, and it is normal to sleep two or three people in a room.

However, Guan Kunyu's treatment is naturally different from them, not only is it a single room, but when the martial servant led him to the room, he also mentioned that he had sent two maids over to listen to it! It'll be there in a moment!

As soon as he heard the news, Guan Kunyu decisively sent his little attendant back to the grocery store.

Servant girl!

Lori!

Also (beep) (beep) are two! Two ah, there is wood!

This rotten landlord class life is really ...... Is......

It's really tearful......

"The grandson who has been pretending to be for so many years, today, it's worth it!"

At this moment, Guan Kunyu was in high spirits.

"According to tradition, tonight should be a good day for the host's family to send maids to sleep to win over the protagonist, huh...... My current body ...... I don't know if I can afford it...... And it's two ......"

However, Guan Kunyu's entanglement was just a tangle after all, and when the two maids of the martial arts family came into the house, he didn't take any practical action.

The two maids, both twelve or thirteen years old, have not grown in size, not to mention, and their faces do not conform to Guan Kunyu's aesthetics - too strong! And when he spoke, Guan Kunyu could see it clearly, both of them had yellow teeth!

Alas, I should have thought of it a long time ago, a novel is a novel after all, and the good thing of sending the best maid to sleep at the door will not be my turn...... Also, in this era, unless it is a real wealthy family, who is especially rich to raise the maid as a young lady!

In a family like Master Wu, maids, except for the kind of personal maids of the hostess, are those who work, and they are naturally more popular with great strength.

And since it's not Miss Yangjiao, the maids naturally won't have the luxury of brushing their teeth with salt!

The most typical example is Guan Kunyu's family, which is clearly regarded as a local tyrant landlord and a family of 100 households, but when he was young, he was not allowed to brush his teeth with salt at all! Even if he asks for it, he can't do it!

I think that at the beginning, when Guan Kunyu personally asked why he didn't let himself brush his teeth, the words of the stupid mother made him completely speechless.

"Anyway, the first tooth is going to fall out, so what's the point of paying attention to it, don't you blindly harm the salt!?"

Even now, Guan Kunyu can only brush with coarse salt particles that pop up a block of sand from time to time, and as for the legendary green salt god horse, he has never seen it at all!

Look, the grandchildren of hundreds of families are treated like this, can you still expect a maid to be like a modern person, a mouth is a smooth and bright person?

"Alas...... Sure enough, there is such a thing as a sweet dream, and that's what it uses to break ......."

Guan Kunyu shook his head helplessly, letting the two maids fiddle with themselves, although the two of them looked a little less obedient, but the kung fu of serving people was very level.

One pounded his legs, the other pinched his shoulders, the strength of his hands was just right, and Guan Kunyu's whole body was smooth.

That's life!

Well, if only it could be prettier.

Guan Kunyu didn't enjoy it for long, and two servants came, one nodding in front and holding a small box in the back.

"Young Master Guan, our master asked us to come over to give the reward of the 'Odd Award', and this is it."

With that, the people behind put the box on the table, and then retreated, leaving Guan Kunyu alone in the room, so that he could check the reward.

Guan Kunyu opened the box, and there were two rolls of paper with "Ruiyun" paper patterns pasted on them, nine ink ingots, a set of pens, an inkstone, and ten small silver ingots!

After checking it, it should be five taels of one, which means that the martial master actually gave himself fifty taels of silver!

"That's what you give!"

Guan Kunyu was a little frightened, although he also knew that scarcity was expensive, but he really didn't expect that one of his sketches could be sold for a high price of fifty taels!

After living in the Ming Dynasty for so many years, how could he not know the price level at this time, fifty taels, at least equivalent to the amount that a strong laborer can only have after three or four years of working and saving money.

Fifty taels of silver, that's already the honorarium of a first-class painter.

Are there any artists up there?

Yes!

And a lot!

But the paintings of these people are not just a matter of money being able to get them.

They have risen from painters to masters.

Of course, on the other hand, in the Ming Dynasty, where the gap between the rich and the poor was huge, these fifty taels of silver were just things that the children of rich families in the Qinglou were just a thing to laugh at.

After another moment, Master Wu was invited, Guan Kunyu naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurried over.

As soon as he entered the house, Guan Kunyu saw that not only Master Wu and Lao Taijun, but also those famous artists in the previous painting world were also there, staring at him intently.

Guan Kunyu coughed in embarrassment.

"Junior, Guan Kunyu, I've seen all the seniors."

Master Wu said with a smile: "Guan Xiaoyou, please sit down and taste our martial family's dim sum first." ”

When Guan Kunyu sat down, the two servants appeared with snacks.

"Guan Xiaoyou, I don't know if you are still satisfied with the reward of the 'Odd Award'?"

"Too much, too much! How could my two strokes be worth such a generous prize? ”

"Hehe, Guan Xiaoyou, don't be humble, don't I have any vision for painting for many years? It's also a pity.,Your grade is too young and your painting skills are not pure enough.,It's too noisy to calm down when painting.,Plus your reputation hasn't risen.,So it's only this price.,In my opinion.,After a few years of honing you'll be able to become a generation of everyone.,At that time, if you want your paintings, it's not a matter of silver.,I've now taken a painting of you for fifty taels.,How can it be earned.。 ”

Guan Kunyu smiled embarrassedly, he knows his own business, and his sketches can fool ordinary people, but if it is professional...... It's still a little bit of a taste.

The key is that the Ming Dynasty did not have such a thing, and it was only possible for Master Wu to lift him so high.

"But...... Guan Xiaoyou, why do you use charcoal to paint? This charcoal painting does have a unique charm, but it is not the right way, if you want to make a big difference in the future, this ink painting still needs to work hard. ”

Guan Kunyu smiled bitterly.

"Master Wu said that the younger generation also knows, and the family teacher often teaches like this, but it is really the younger generation's family is poor, and they can't afford to practice with paper and pencil often, so they have to use charcoal to paint on the wooden board in order to learn painting, and over time they have practiced such a stroke of kung fu."

Everyone had a look of pity, and an old man with a white beard sighed:

"I think back then, the old man and my family were also poor, in order to study, they used branches to practice pen on the sand, and today's achievements are all based on hard practice. Alas...... Guan Xiaoyou is indeed a material that can be made, and he is a hard-working person, which is really embarrassing for you. ”

Master Wu said: "Guan Xiaoyou, from now on, I will use your pen and paper!" We don't have anything else in the martial arts, but this thing in the study room is famous. ”

Others also helped.

"Yes, their martial artist's paper workshop is famous in Songjiang, and the pen and ink are a little worse, but his surname Wu wants to save face, and he will definitely not give you his own inferior goods, what Jinxiuzhai's pen, Master Qin's inkstone, you just open your mouth."

"Okay, if you don't cultivate, you're just making fun of me! I'll just ask you, why can't our samurai's pen and inkstone work!? ”

"Hehe, can your things be compared to those of Jinxiuzhai? Can it be compared to Master Qin's!? ”

"It's naturally not comparable to them, but how can it be considered bad!?"

……

"Ahem!"

Seeing that the two were arguing more and more intensely, the old lady decisively stood up and coughed to interrupt the two, and then asked Guan Kunyu:

"Just now you said that you have a master, I don't know who you studied with?"

Guan Kunyu replied: "Back to the old lady's words, the younger generation is a subordinate of Huating Chen Zhongol. ”

As soon as he heard Chen Zhongol's name, Master Wu thought about it and finally matched Chen Jiru.

Chen Zhongol...... Yes! It turned out to be him, a young talent! Not only was he admitted to the students, but he also had good painting skills, and he was able to ...... Teach you such a genius! Not bad! Not bad! ”

"Yes, I also saw this Chen Zhongol last year, I really didn't expect him to hide it deeply, and he also created such a magical charcoal painting."

"Sure enough, people can't look good, when the old man saw him, he saw at a glance that this person was extraordinary, and now he knows that this is really the case!"

"Chen Zhongol is not only good at painting, but also admitted to Xiucai, hehe, talent is one thing, and he must also be a diligent and studious person!"

Seeing that everyone began to praise Chen Jiru non-stop, Guan Kunyu rolled his eyes and was about to be blinded.

10,000 want to give them a good explanation, saying how this guy who is "hidden deeply" in their mouths is so lazy that he "hides deeply".

20,000 want to give them a good explanation, and talk about what kind of "diligent" foodie this guy they call "diligent".

30,000 want to give them a good explanation, saying how this guy they call "studious" is a "studious" book.

But...... Guan Kunyu finally endured it strongly.

Anyway, he always has to have a teacher, so if others don't mistakenly think that Chen Jiru is the inventor of sketches, he will take out the manuscript that has been prepared a long time ago.

Red Yi Missionaries!

A certain Hongyi missionary who had been living in their camp for a few days.

It's a very bad excuse, even Guan Kunyu himself thinks so.

But he was really helpless, and he also knew that this kind of reason was used by the traversers, but fortunately, this reason was tenable - their family really entertained such a foreigner back then.

Although because of the language barrier, except that this guy is definitely not British, Guan Kunyu still hasn't figured out what nationality this guy is and how he came to their house, but as a shield, this unknown missionary is very qualified.

But now, since these people have already made up their own brains, Guan Kunyu, as a student of Chen Jiru, naturally can't dismantle his teacher, right?

"And I'm really looking forward to a scene where someone comes to the door and asks the lazy worm for sketching."