Although Wei Hong has been busy with grey cloth these days, he is not ignorant of what is happening in the capital. It can be said that the popularity of sketching was expected by Wei Hong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. Wei Hong can put himself in a clear position, he is a businessman, his purpose is very simple, to make money! As for the literati who dance and write, forget it, it's okay to be a pastime, and Wei Hong is not that Yaxing when he is doing business. But then again, as a qualified businessman, you must not only do a good job in your main business, but also have a wonderful side business.

Literary and artistic works can bring considerable value, and the benefits that the popularity of sketching can bring are conceivable, and Wei Hong must know the current market value of sketches. The method is very simple, draw a sketch, put it on the market, and see how far the price can soar.

Thinking of it, Wei Hong found charcoal and rice paper, and began to paint in the house, while Wan Niang and Li Ruohua were waiting for melon, fruit and tea beside them. Wan Niang took a towel and wiped Wei Hong's sweat from time to time, while Li Ruohua put the peeled grapes into Wei Hong's mouth at the right time. Such top-notch service and extravagant enjoyment are comparable to those of the emperor.

Under the service of his children, Wei Hong quickly drew a picture of a maid holding a fan. This maid was not imagined by Wei Hong out of thin air, but was based on Wang Zuxian. In Wei Hong's impression, in the Hong Kong movies of the year, only Wang Zuxian in a gauze dress can be called a goddess.

The second daughter naturally doesn't know who Wang Zuxian is, Wan Niang has never cared about Wei Hong's communication with other women, but Li Ruohua is a little unsatisfactory in this regard, and she is a small vinegar jar. Seeing that Wang Zuxian under Wei Hong's brush was so beautiful, Li Ruohua puffed out his mouth and asked, "Who is this woman?" It's so beautiful. ”

Wei Hong knew Li Ruohua's surname, and he didn't want to make her jealous, so he casually made up a nonsense: "This woman is an old friend of her husband, and she has passed away." ”

Hearing this, Li Ruohua's little face suddenly softened, even if she was easily jealous, she would definitely not eat the vinegar of a woman who was not alive. At that moment, he said, "This woman is so beautiful. Then he stopped talking.

Under the intimate service of the second daughter, Wei Hong finished the sketch, perfected and retouched it, and then rolled the sketch and put it under his armpit to go out of Hongyuan Commercial Bank. Came to the most prosperous market in the capital, stood in front of a stall selling porcelain, unfolded the flower roll, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Don't miss it when you pass by, Wei Hong's sketches are spread all over the world!" ”

Most of the people in this city are ordinary people who are begging for a living, and they don't pay attention to the so-called sketches at all, and even think that Wei Hong is a charlatan. However, since it is the most lively market, there are naturally some sons here. Hearing Wei Hong's shouting 'Wei Hong's true handwriting', the surrounding sons immediately came over, but they took a wait-and-see attitude.

One of the sons shook the folding fan lightly and said disdainfully: "This person is really crazy about money, he must know that sketching is popular in the capital, so he wants to make a windfall." You must know that even the saint is only lucky enough to see Wei Hong's true works, where did such idlers come from? If you want me to see it, it must be a copy! ”

Another son next to him nodded and said: "Brother Tai is true, the eldest man of the Fang family is so talented, it took two months to learn sketching just to draw an egg, and he can achieve the skill of both god and form." If this person can copy it, it is definitely a rare genius, if not, just draw a scoop according to the gourd, but anyone who knows sketching can distinguish the authenticity at a glance. ”

The sons present nodded yes, and immediately looked at Wei Hong with a look of disdain.

Seeing that the princes didn't believe it, Wei Hong was not disappointed in the slightest, but was overjoyed, he didn't expect that sketches had been respected to such a high status in the capital. In order to make everyone believe, Wei Hong casually unfolded the scroll, and the moment the scroll unfolded, it seemed that the entire lively market became silent.

At the moment when the princes saw the scroll, the expressions on their faces changed extremely quickly, from disdain to surprise, from surprise to seriousness, and finally from seriousness to shock. In fact, as the boy said, the authenticity of the sketch is easy to identify. Now everyone in the capital knows that there is such a thing as sketching, and knows that Wei Hong is good at drawing figure paintings, especially women's paintings, as long as he sees that there is a beautiful woman in the painting, and the beauty is vivid, as if it is a real person, you can confirm the real surname of seven or eight points. Referring to Fang Yi's method of painting eggs, you can be 100% sure whether it is Wei Hong's authentic work.

The boy who spoke first looked at the picture scroll in disbelief and exclaimed, "Oh my God, this is really Mr. Wei's real handiwork!" Brother, how did you get it? ”

Wei Hong's eyes rolled, pretending to be frightened, and whispered: "Don't hide it from my son, I used to be a little scholar by Mr. Wei's side. As soon as Mr. Wei didn't pay attention, he secretly stole the painting out of his identity. ”

Hearing this, the sons who hung the courtesy, righteousness and shame on their chests not only showed disdainful eyes, but were full of gratitude, after all, if there was no 'Wei Hong' guard to steal Mr. Wei's true handwritings, they would probably have rarely seen Wei Hong's true works in their lives.

A young man dressed in white asked lightly: "Little brother, what is your intention in coming here with this painting today?" Could it be that you want to make a move? ”

"That's right!" Wei Hong replied noncommittally.

"Then dare to ask, how much does the little brother want to sell?"

Wei Hong thought for a while, and did not clearly mark the price, but sold it obediently: "Actually, I don't understand the value of this painting, just rely on the bidding of the sons, if anyone is high, I will sell it to whom." ”

Hearing this, the man in white glanced at the other sons, and after the princes understood, the boy in white walked in front of Wei Hong and saluted: "Little brother, if you really want to sell it, you are willing to buy this painting for fifty taels of silver, what do you think?" "The boy in white is a little smart, at the beginning, he first made eye contact with the other sons, and then bought the painting at a low price, as for how they distribute it later, it doesn't matter to Wei Hong.

;