Silently complained.

Ye Changqing didn't say anything more, just nodded symbolically.

You can't tell the shopkeeper.

Your master is blind, or is his brain broken, and this is worth 180,000 taels of gold?

Then.

"I have to say that at first glance, this painting is really good. ”

Yan Bingxin retracted his gaze, shook his head and said, "But after carefully measuring it, it looks a little hollow, compared with Mr. Ye's paintings, there is definitely a difference between cloud and mud." ”

However.

"How do I feel that this painting is not bad, compared with Master Bilian's previous works, this painting is far more realistic and artistic conception than before. ”

When Yan Jinghong, who was on Yan Bingxin's side, heard such an evaluation, he first expounded his opinion, and then glanced at Ye Changqing, and said: "In my opinion, this painting of 180,000 taels of gold is not a high price, nor can it be said to be a low price. ”

The slightly bloated shopkeeper nodded approvingly, and said with a smile: "It seems that this son is also a master of paintings, and he also likes to collect the works of Master Bilian." ”

Yan Jinghong seemed to be proud and said: "I do treasure a few works of Master Bilian in my home. ”

Hearing such a conversation, Ye Changqing couldn't help but purse the corners of his lips.

Better than ever?

Wouldn't the previous works of this so-called Master Bilian seem even worse!

And.

Is such a painting worthy of the word "treasure"?

There is also the eldest son of the Yan family.

How can it seem polite, but the cognition and comprehension of the painting are so superficial.

Before, in Ye Changqing's opinion.

Yan Bingxin is not very smart, but now it seems that this Yan Jinghong is not only one level worse than Yan Bingxin.

Sure enough, it is rich for three generations!

There is such a junior, no matter how rich the Yan family is, it is estimated that sooner or later it will be defeated.

Moaned slightly.

For the sake of the Yan family treating themselves so well, Ye Changqing said patiently to Yan Jinghong: "Yan Gongzi, the so-called landscape painting is not deliberately realistic, but in the artistic conception of the painting itself. ”

Smell.

Yan Jinghong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then looked sideways at Ye Changqing.

At the same time, the shopkeeper couldn't help but have a faint look in his eyes.

Who the hell is this young man?

It's just too arrogant!

Dare to point fingers at Master Bilian's paintings, I really don't know how many catties and taels I have?

I thought so in my heart.

But as the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building, as well as the rules of the Drunken Immortal Building, the shopkeeper still looked at this strange young man very patiently.

Ye Changqing pointed to the landscape painting on the wall not far away, and said: "Look at this painting, whether it is mountains, water, green bamboo, or stone, they are all too realistic, so that the whole painting looks a little hollow, so the so-called artistic conception is greatly reduced." ”

That's it.

Ye Changqing looked back.

Saw.

Yan Bingxin, Yutai Qingxue, and Yan Tianshan all nodded approvingly.

Yan Jinghong, on the other hand, frowned, staring at the landscape paintings hanging on the wall, still looking confused.

The same is true for the shopkeeper on the side.

"So be it. ”

Ye Changqing sighed a little helplessly, and then said to Yan Bingxin: "Miss Yan, it's not too early, you go and order food first, and I will use this landscape painting to help this restaurant make a new painting." ”

"Painting?"

Yan Bingxin's face was surprised, and he couldn't believe it: "Mr. Ye, you want to paint here?"

At the same time.

Not only Yan Bingxin showed a look of surprise on his face, but even Qingxue and Yan Tianshan on the side couldn't help but be moved.

Mr. Ye paints here, this is to give this drunken immortal building an opportunity?

Right!

That's how it should be!

Ye Changqing looked around and said with a light smile: "The layout here is quite ingenious, so the paintings hanging here should also match it." ”

Seeing the shopkeeper's indifferent look, Yan Bingxin hurriedly urged: "Shopkeeper, what are you doing here?

Ye Changqing waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I have a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on me, so I won't bother the shopkeeper." ”

Read so.

Ye Changqing went straight to a table, his mind moved, and he took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the world of Najie.

Spreading out a piece of rice paper, Ye Changqing looked up at the landscape painting on the wall, and then began to put pen to paper.

See this scene.

Yan Jinghong and the others hesitated for a moment, and then hurriedly walked over.

As for Yan Bingxin, he greeted the shopkeeper and hurriedly walked towards Ye Changqing.

But her casual remark made Ye Changqing couldn't help but be shocked, and he only felt his scalp tingle.

All the signature dishes!

A jar of eighty-two years of drunken immortal brew!

How much money does it cost!

Distressed!

The flesh hurts!

My whole body hurts!

And.

If the next painting of his own, the shopkeeper, and the owner behind him can't appreciate it, then it's really difficult!

Grandma, you tap!

Having said that, after Ye Changqing had a general idea in his heart, he quickly began to write.

Soon.

He entered a state of wonder.

And.

Because of the importance of this painting, he painted it with special care.

Wow!

At this moment, a miraculous scene appeared in everyone's field of vision.

I saw that Ye Changqing once again manifested a vision behind him.

Time.

The light is magnificent, and the light and mist are surging.

Immediately afterwards, the mountains with mountains and mountains manifested, ancient trees and bamboos, small rivers and clear springs, birds and fish......

Soon.

As a brilliant fairy light projected out from between the mountains, everything in front of him seemed to turn into a fairy land.

See it all.

For the three Yan Bingxin, who had witnessed Ye Changqing's painting, their eyes were shining, and their expressions were full of joy.

As for Yan Jinghong and the shopkeeper, they were stunned for an instant, and their expressions were full of overwhelming shock.

What a sacred man is!

Just make a painting, and it will manifest so magnificently behind you, almost like the atmosphere of a fairyland.

Could it be that he came from the upper realm?

Right!

Right!

Right!

It must be like this!

Otherwise, who would have such magical powers?

Suddenly came back to his senses.

The shopkeeper, who was a little bloated, did not hesitate, and immediately knelt and kowtowed to the peerless back in front of him, his expression was full of awe.

Yan Tianshan, who was standing beside Ye Changqing, saw this, and his face turned cold when he landed.

In his opinion.

This is the previous Ye senior's artistic conception when painting.

Thus unconsciously manifesting the vision.

And Senior Ye came to travel through the mortal world, in case he learned that he had unknowingly manifested a vision, he left.

Then this will be an unprecedented huge loss for his Great Yan Ancient Kingdom.

Read so.

Yan Tianshan quietly passed the sound, and said with great solemnity: "Get up immediately, and today's events, don't spread the word, otherwise there will be no place for you in the imperial capital!"

Smell.

The shopkeeper suddenly came back to his senses.

When he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yan Tianshan's eyes that were almost as cold as an abyss, he couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end, and his soul was rising.

After the shopkeeper got up tremblingly, Yan Tianshan gave Yan Bingxin a look, and the latter nodded knowingly, and then hurriedly left the fourth floor of the Drunken Immortal Building with the shopkeeper.

Come to a private room on the third floor of the restaurant.

Yan Bingxin no longer hid it, and directly took out a phoenix pattern token from the ring.

"This hall is the ninth princess of the Great Yan Ancient Kingdom, you remember my words now. ”

She put the dragon pattern token at her face pale, cold sweat like pulp, knelt on the ground to control, and said in a cold voice: "Today's matter is not allowed to be mentioned to anyone, even the master behind you, otherwise not only will you destroy the nine clans, but even the master family behind you will definitely not die well." ”

"Little ...... Small...... Obey the instructions of His Royal Highness the Nine. ”

The shopkeeper's forehead was pressed against the floor, and he couldn't stop trembling.