But these rich people didn't dare to be the first to say it, for fear that their status would be low if they paid less. Zhang Yunluo didn't say anything, just looked at them with a smile. Zhang Ayaling took the things in the book basket out.

There were thirteen rich people present, and there were more than 30 paintings in the bookbasket, but this girl only took out 12 paintings, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Childe, you shouldn't have given the painting to the landlord's sister just now, you only have 12 paintings in this bookbasket, but there are 13 uncles here, no matter how Childe chooses, you have to snub an uncle at the end of the day, you talk about you." ”

"That's no way, you can't pick a painting and split it in two. Let's not talk about whether it looks good or not, the incomplete paintings for my uncles will make me unbearable, and I will not be happy in my heart. Uncles are kind enough to support us, but we ...... Alas! What a shame! ”

Zhang Yunluo just said this, and there was no shame on his face. The plutocrats knew that he certainly had more than twelve paintings. Now Zhang Yunluo is not so much a handsome son in their eyes, but a well-dressed old fox.

Taking advantage of the fact that the owner of Fenglai Building had not yet come, Zhang Yunluo planned to "sell" all twelve paintings in one go. He waved his hand to hold up a cloud of breath, so that the twelve paintings had a support, and they could be afraid to float above the table.

"A few uncles are more sharp, if the landlord also comes, I'm afraid that a few paintings in this area will be even more insufficient." Zhang Yunluo looked at the rich businessmen with sad faces and said softly.

Zhang Yunluo spoke very lightly, but at this moment, it was like a heavy hammer smashing into everyone's hearts. They knew that this boy was probably a little impatient. The world seemed to condense at this moment, and the sound of their breathing was infinitely amplified in their ears.

Finally, an uncle couldn't sit still, he took down a painting by luck, and praised: "We only know that Zhang Gongzi's graceful and elegant atmosphere surrounds the Yuan Soul, but we don't know that Gongzi is still a practitioner, and this breath alone has surpassed most martial artists in the world." Zhang Gongzi also asked to put away the money, a little money is not a respect, and I hope that Gongzi will accept it. ”

"Uncle has won the prize. Yun Luo is all about painting and sages, and this means is just to protect himself in the coming troubled times. Zhang Yunluo took the money and put it in the book basket at will.

Some people started with a rush and the price only got higher and higher, until the last painting was bought, and the rich people were still a little unsatisfied. Zhang Yunluo said before that he was going to go on a long trip, so the only evidence that they could get better with Zhang's house was the calligraphy and painting from Zhang Yunluo's hand.

The owner of Fenglai Mansion had already arrived outside the private room, but she was standing quietly outside the door, holding a picture scroll in her hand and a smile on the corner of her mouth. After such a long time of tempering outside the painting, Zhang Yunluo is no longer an ignorant teenager.

The landlord knocked on the door and walked into the private room with his long legs twisting his waist. She put the painting in the hands of the rich man who didn't buy it: "Look at the price yourself and give it to Gongzi Zhang, the concubine turned around, but I want Gongzi to paint a good picture for others, it's best to paint me, and add some elegance with a beautiful text." ”

"My sister is polite, if my sister wants to, let me draw as big as I want. Here, Yun Luo first thanked his sister for that uncle. Zhang Yunluo disliked clenching his fists, and then made a gesture of please.

The landlord sat next to Zhang Yunluo, glanced at Zhang Ayaling, who was puffing out, and said with a smile: "The concubine wants the son to use the sky as a canvas and the pure son to paint a picture for her sister." I wish everyone in the world could know about the concubine's body, and then my Fenglailou business will be prosperous. ”

"Fenglailou is a restaurant, and business is wine and food, why do you let my son-in-law paint you? Could it be that my sister wants to sell herself? Zhang Ayaling always felt that the demon girl was teasing her son-in-law, and couldn't help but scold the owner of Fenglai Building.

Zhang Yunluo did not stop Zhang Ayaling, he now had let the owner of Fenglai Mansion set off a stormy wave in his heart. Is the woman in front of her making fun of him, or does she really know that he really has that ability now? If it is the latter, I am afraid that there are already people from the Immortal Court Heavenly Emperor in his Zhang Yunluo's Taoist paintings, and the woman in front of him is one of them.

"My sister laughed, I'm just a scholar, how can I have the ability to make a canvas and then use my child's hard work as ink?" Zhang Yunluo took a bite of the dish Ling'er gave him, and said a little vaguely.

His words were half-truthful, and now his face was young, but he was already dissatisfied with the vicissitudes of life in his heart. He said a lie but his face was not red and his heart was not beating, which was like when he first left the house outside the painting before, he almost blushed when he said half a fake word.

"Obviously, Zhang Gongzi said that he was joking, but I could really see the handsomeness of Gongzi you painting all over the sky." The owner of Fenglai Mansion also wanted to feed Zhang Yunluo, but was glared back by Zhang Ayaling.

Feng Lailou hugged this sentence, which directly made Zhang Yunluo wary of her in his heart. Although he has not yet felt the hostility of the owner of Fenglai Mansion towards him, the hostility can be hidden, since the Heavenly Emperor of the Immortal Court will send her over, it must mean that this woman is extraordinary.

"I don't know how many years ago I no longer have a pure heart, I exchanged my pure heart for the vicissitudes of life." Zhang Yunluo's words contained countless sorrows and sorrows, which made Zhang Ayaling stunned.

Zhang Yunluo's eyes are clear, but through the clarity, he can feel the turbidity of the experience. He was born with a heavy pupil that didn't make people pay attention to this, especially now in the painting, and he himself was a little unsure of what to say and what not to say.

Zhang Yunluo couldn't help but sigh and took a sip of the wine. There was a moment of silence at the table, and then the men began to toast each other. Although the owner of Fenglai Mansion is a woman, she has also drunk a lot, and her pretty face is dyed a little red.

Taking advantage of everyone's drunkenness, Zhang Yunluo opened his mouth and said: "I wonder if a few uncles can give Xiaosheng a thin noodle and let the monkey in the sky go?" As for the loss he has caused to his uncles, can I allow me to offset it with paintings? ”

The rich people woke up in an instant, and they knew that no longer chasing and killing the monkeys in the sky was the real purpose of Zhang Yunluo's meeting with them. The previous set of exchanging paintings for money was just that this Zhang Gongzi planned to make some extra money.

This is the case with the city government at a young age, which makes several people can't help but get goosebumps. Because of the face of the Zhang Mansion and the amount of money just now, these rich people did not dare not agree to Zhang Yunluo's request. They were afraid that the money just now would be wasted.

The rich don't dare to refuse through alcohol, if they refuse Zhang Yunluo tonight, won't he have to fold a sum of money to go in when he comes to visit tomorrow?

The rich men nodded, and Zhang Yunluo continued: "Please also ask your uncles to pass a letter to the people now, so as not to die in the wilderness before the meaning is conveyed to the monkey in the sky." I have two brothers who have gone to meet him, so don't let my two brothers get involved.