The younger sister in the family has been married, and the old people in the family still need to be supported, Cao Jingcheng has his own responsibilities, and he has not yet married.

But now, when you can't eat enough, how can you talk about marrying a daughter-in-law?

Later, Cao Jingcheng casually set up a calligraphy and painting stall in a corner of Nancheng District, with a meager income and barely making ends meet.

When Li Jicai found Cao Jingcheng, he was unexpectedly introduced.

First of all, Li Jicai's requirements are more testing for the painter, that is, he must paint according to her ideas, if not, he will not give money, of course, even if he gives money, Li Jicai will also push the price a little low.

Think about it, no one wants to do a loss-making business, if the hard-working paintings are denied by Li Jicai, then won't the hard work they have spent be wasted?

Instead of this, it is better to sell the paintings you painted, and there is no shortage of money for this tossing people.

Yes, there is no shortage of these painters, but some people are lacking.

Li Jicai heard a sentence from a painter who disliked her very much: "If you don't want to spend money, you go to xxx to find xxx!" He's cheap. ”

There was a lot of sarcasm in the tone, sarcasm that Li Jicai was looking for someone to paint and was reluctant to spend money.

First of all, calligraphy and painting are things that burn money, and if you don't have money, you still want to think about it, which is simply ridiculous and generous. But Li Jicai really listened to him and looked for it.

And it happened at that time, Cao Jingcheng was already too poor to open the pot, and when he heard that Li Jicai was willing to take him to the store for food and shelter until the painting was completed, he agreed.

is just shelving in normal times, which is simply a loss-making deal that delays him to make money.

Because no one wants to waste their time on things that earn less and ask for more.

But in desperation, forced by hunger, Cao Jingcheng still agreed.

Li Jicai is very happy, because in her opinion, how much money is spent to do as much as possible, as long as the painter is according to her ideas, there is no need for too exquisite and complicated skills, and bells and whistles are useless.

The content that will be used as the promotion of the hotel must be lively and cute, and it can be close to the public.

On the contrary, the white snow in spring is not necessarily popular, and it is more expensive to look at.

Suiyuanju is a civilian hotel, everyone can afford to eat, and there is no need to be too luxurious.

Li Jicai poured a cup of tea, then pushed it to Cao Jingcheng, then got up and placed the candle closer, and placed a candle on their table.

Xiao Erhei was still lying on the ground, just full and motionless, and he didn't even call.

When Li Jicai walked past Xiao Er's black side, he kicked it twice, this dead child is really excessive, does it also look at people? Why did Xi Zien call so fierce when he came over?

"Painter, I originally wanted to pick you up as soon as the tables and chairs were packed, but I didn't expect you to come over first, hard work." Li Jicai saw that Cao Jingcheng's face was a little restrained, so he also softened his tone and comforted him.

Cao Jingcheng shook his head, he originally came to paint for others, and it was as it should be, after all, he still wanted to make other people's money.

"When do I start?" Cao Jingcheng is an honest child, although he is in his twenties this year, this is not deeply involved in the world, and his mind is relatively simple.

Li Jicai couldn't help but laugh when he heard him say this, and then hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, it's the same if you paint again tomorrow, it's too late today, and the weather is not good, I'm afraid it will hinder my vision." ”

"It's okay, where are you drawing?" Cao Jingchen looked around and didn't find the prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Polite words are said by anyone, Cao Jingcheng is here to paint for others, which is naturally relative and pragmatic.

Li Jicai looked at this painter, who was older than her, and looked a little malnourished, because his head was big, but his body was small and uneven.

In modern terms, it looks like a smuggled refugee, with shabby clothes and delicate patches in some places, but his hair is neatly combed and meticulous, and his whole body is very clean and not sloppy. When he speaks, he shows neat and white teeth, which should be a love of cleanliness.

The round eyes and long eyelashes, and the sparse eyebrows add a bit of childishness, but it makes people feel very comfortable to look at. It's just that there seems to be a faint fishy smell on her body, and I don't know if her nose smells wrong.

"Paint on the wall." Li Jicai glanced at the wall of his house, then turned his face to Cao Jingcheng and said seriously.

"The wall? On the wall? "Most of the time I draw on paper, and occasionally I paint on a wooden board that I haven't heard of, and I have to paint on the wall.

"Yes, it's on the wall, I'll buy you that special extended pen, you don't have to worry."

"This, this little boy has never painted." Cao Jingcheng was suddenly anxious, painting has always been painted on paper, he has not painted on the wall, this is not difficult for a strong man, what is it?

"Painter, don't worry, it's very simple, as long as you paint on the wall for me, in terms of salary, I will give you a few times more."

Cao Jingcheng blushed in a hurry, he is a down-to-earth person, and he will show unconfidence in what he has not done.

It's not a question of whether the salary will be doubled or not, he is worried that if he can't draw it, Li Jicai will find him trouble, but he will ask him for money, where can he afford to lose? In case the walls of other people are stained and destroyed again, this washing and scrubbing will take a lot of trouble to get it, and it will not be able to draw it.

"Boss, I can't do this, please ask for another master, frankly, if I knew that I didn't paint on paper, I wouldn't have come, I have never painted anywhere else for so many years."

Li Jicai pursed his lips, thought for a while and said, "At the beginning, wasn't it a branch that scribbled on the mud floor? ”

"That, that's also practicing basic skills, and then it's all on paper." Cao Jingcheng shook his head, when he first started to learn to paint, he was reluctant to use paper, so he always painted on the mud floor to find a feel.

"Alas, it doesn't matter, you just scribble on the ground, don't worry about the rest, even if the painting is ruined, I won't blame you, let alone deduct your money, you can rest assured."

"Is that really okay? Contemptible people think no. ”

"Alas, do you still want to make my money, do you want to eat and sleep well? If you want to, just prepare honestly, I'll get you a pen and paper now, you write down what you need, and then tomorrow I'll go to buy, and we'll draw when the things are back, I don't know what you need to buy to paint, so you can only write it down, and then I'll buy it. ”

Li Jicai sat opposite Cao Jingcheng, and said with a very serious face, from the moment she saw Cao Jingcheng, she felt that it should not be wrong to let this matter be done.

She remembered the scene of meeting Cao Jingcheng that day very clearly, and stood in the distance and looked at him for a long time.

First of all, when I touched it, I took a lot of trouble and asked around, but no one knew a painter named Cao Jingcheng. In the end, I was confused and asked people, blindly looking for painters, or street painters, and I found them.

A quiet corner, a small table, a small stool, not even advertising like others, making a signboard flag, just a person sitting quietly, holding a pen in his hand, tracing something on the white paper in front of him.

Because it was a little far away, Li Jicai didn't see clearly what he was painting.

However, Li Jicai looked at him for a long time, and he was very persistent and meticulous in his attitude, and he felt that this person was very reliable and very down-to-earth. If it's the kind of painter who is perfunctory and confused, of course Li Jicai doesn't want to invite it.

met Cao Jingcheng, which made her feel that it was just him.

Of course, there are many painters who are more skilled than Cao Jingcheng, but considering the actual situation in the store, as well as the point of painting on the wall, it is estimated that it will be more difficult to communicate, to put it bluntly, Cao Jingcheng looks easy to speak, and looking at him like this, it also looks like he is in financial difficulties, if the money is in place, it is estimated that this person should also be willing to paint according to Li Jicai's ideas.

Regarding Li Jicai's strong decision, Cao Jingcheng was a little speechless.

But before he could retort, his stomach rang first.

Cao Jingcheng immediately covered his stomach, and then a large flush began to burn on his face and neck, he also wanted to be faced, and he would feel that the situation at this moment was very indecent and very embarrassing.

When Li Jicai heard this voice, he immediately shook his head with a smile: "Today is really, the previous person with a rumbling stomach in my store was just fed by me and sent away, and ate a big bowl of dumplings, painter, what do you want to eat?" I'll do it for you, I'm the chef and part-time owner of the shop. ”

Cao Jingchen looked at Li Jicai, whose face was soft and exuding a warm smile, and there were bursts of warmth in his heart, since he entered the store, he was warmly welcomed by her, not to mention, she did not show the slightest disdain and disgust from beginning to end, which made Cao Jingcheng feel grateful.

set up a calligraphy and painting stall outside, selling his own words, barely making a living, but he also suffered from many people's criticism and white eyes.

When you go home, you have to be criticized and disliked by those guests or those with bad intentions, and when you return home from Fishtail Lane, you have to hear the criticism and ridicule of those neighbors, as well as the long sighs of the old mother.

Cao Jingcheng sometimes hated to die, but he was afraid that after he died, the people around him would say even more ugly when they mentioned him.

After all, people are terrible.

"Boss Li, you don't have to be so polite, I did come in a hurry and forgot to eat at home."

"It's okay, it's okay, since I told you before, you will be able to eat and live in the store for a few days when you are painting, and you will definitely do it, you can live in the store with confidence, and you can tell me whatever you want to eat.

I wonder if you can wait a little longer? My brother is coming back soon, and we'll have dinner together later, so I'll get you some steamed buns to pad your stomach first, okay? ”

"Thank you very much." Cao Jingcheng arched his hand at her to express his gratitude.