Jiang He was about to go back to Qihuazhai to change his clothes, but he almost didn't get in. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside the door, it has been blocked by admiring scholars and private school teachers looking for cooperation.

Jiang He stood far away at the end of Dongzhi Street and alleys, and saw people squatting or standing in front of the door of Qihuazhai.

If the guy hadn't seen himself first, he might have really thought that there was a stage in his small courtyard.

"Master Jiang, why don't I call some more guys to drive this person away?"

Jiang He waved his hand at the man, and then motioned for him to take him over.

In front of the door, a few sharp-eyed students had already seen the river at the end of the street and were running towards the river excitedly.

Jiang He waved his hand at them, trying his best to put on a smile that was beautiful and had no sense of distance.

Looking at the joke, maybe these people will be the big customers of their Qihuazhai in the future, but they can't be lazy.

"Jiang He Gongzi, hello, I'm so-and-so, I admire the talent of the child, and I came to pay respects... ”

"Jiang Ye, I'm a teacher at a certain school, do you see if you're interested in cooperating with us? ”

Jiang He was instantly surrounded in the crowd, and unfamiliar faces kept shouting at Jiang He with their big mouths open, Jiang He hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and covered his face, not that he was shy, but that the saliva of a certain uncle in the crowd was a little turbulent.

The faces of those young and mature were full of curiosity and adoration, and they were full of wonder at the young leader.

If it weren't for some inquiry, no one would know that the shopkeeper of this small painting shop that has been open on Dongzhi Street for a long time but has been ignored is actually the creator of this year's Jiashangjuan.

So in addition to them, there are also neighbors who are curious to come to the gate of Jianghe's courtyard.

Of course, they know Jiang He's identity better than these students and teachers who come here. On that day, Hu Xiaoliu took the river to walk around Qili Long Street, and they knew who this master was and who opened this painting restaurant, but they didn't look at this painting restaurant twice at that time.

But now, Jiang He has become the top of the list, but they secretly regret it.

If you bought one at that time, even if it cost dozens of taels, it is now a profitable business. What is the significance of the top of the list, which one of the top of the list has not become a figure of the year in the south, after Li Qiubai reached the top of the list, a calligraphy was sold for a high price of 1,000 taels!

Although it was a little late, it was not too late, so at the moment they were all stuck in front of the door, trying to buy a painting.

Jiang He tried his best to finally walk out of the crowd, he gently lowered the ripped sleeve in his hand, and the guy next to him pitifully stopped one enthusiastic fan after another beside him. Oh, by the way, the guy probably doesn't know what a fan is, he just thinks this group of people is crazy.

Jiang He waved his hand again, and then shouted loudly: "Big guy, be quiet." ”

When everyone heard this, they instantly fell silent and looked up at the river.

Jiang He twitched the corners of his mouth unnaturally, not knowing what expression to make, and then he took a deep breath and said, "First of all, I don't accept cooperation matters, if you have nothing else to do, please go back first." ”

Some people in the crowd sighed in an instant, although they had already expected this result in their hearts, and although they had secretly prepared a high price, Jiang He bluntly said that they couldn't continue to ask, so some people left in a hurry.

Jiang He nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the young scholars and continued: "Well, fellow students, Jiang is naturally very willing to be friends with all the talented people, but he is just troubled by trivial matters in the next few days, and the Qingteng martial arts competition is approaching, so I also ask you to visit again in the future." ”

Jiang He cleared his throat, feeling that what he said was very stylish and contemporary, and he felt that this was probably the case when literati spoke, right? He nodded with satisfaction and continued: "It's all about drinking and chatting with you again, okay?"

When those literati heard what Jiang He said, their faces showed joy and satisfaction, and then they all said to each other: "Jiang Gongzi, it is rude for us to come here rashly, but we are just curious about what our top of the list is. ”

Jiang He hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Those scholars were satisfied with their hands, and before leaving, they said that they would definitely come to visit one day, and by the way, they would see Jiang He's painting skills.

In the end, there were only some neighbors and Hanchun girls hiding from afar.

Jiang He suddenly felt that being famous was not a good thing.

If you really keep those sour words on your lips all day long, and then discuss some poetry with those literati, you will really drive yourself crazy.

Jiang He scratched his head, looked at the people still standing outside the courtyard, and asked puzzledly, "What's the matter with you?"

Jiang He didn't come to Dongzhi Street for a long time, and he rarely went out, so he didn't know these neighbors.

"Buy a painting, Jiang Ye, I heard that your painting skills are superb, so I came to buy one!"

The one who spoke was the one who did the rice and noodle business at the door, he said with a straight face, but there was still some timidity in his eyes, it seemed that Hu Xiaoliu was not less "hurtful to the sky" on this Dongzhi Street on weekdays.

Jiang He was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said, "Well, I haven't painted in the past few days." ”

"It's okay, I'll buy your old paintings!"

Jiang He waved his hand and said, "I didn't stay before, you can come back in a few days." ”

When the man heard this, he was anxious and hurriedly said, "Master Jiang, you can sell a villain at will, and you can set the price." If in a few days, everyone in Kyoto City will know about your reputation, and then I will come to buy it, won't I even be able to rank up?"

Jiang He smiled and said, "You also know this reason, it's not a loss to do business." ”

The man smiled, thinking that he had moved the river.

Jiang He continued: "However, there really isn't. If I paint in a few days, I'll have no problem selling you one. ”

The man's face was embarrassed, Jiang He had already made this concession, if he continued to mess around, he would not know how to lift it, so he had to thank Jiang He, and then sighed and took his mother-in-law back to the hospital.

Finally, everyone dispersed, only the little girls in the distance still looked at Jiang He timidly, Jiang He turned his face and grinned at them, but the girls suddenly ran away as frightened deer.

Jiang He's face froze, a little speechless, thinking that he was so ugly when he laughed?

The guy couldn't help but laugh out loud beside him.

Jiang He turned his head and grinned at the guy, but his expression was a little cold, and the guy hurriedly stopped laughing.

"Is it funny?"

"It's not funny. ”

"And what are you laughing at?"

"Uh... Charley horse. ”

Jiang He smiled at him again, and then said, "Oh, that's good, don't open the door yet." ”

The guy hurriedly took out the key, Jiang He raised his hand and rubbed his slightly sour cheeks, and then remembered whether the door of his small courtyard would be broken at that time, and it was a good choice to go to the east of the city to buy a big courtyard.

Jiang He shook his head again, thinking that he must have thought too much, and his paintings would no longer be appreciated except for the stranger of that day. Maybe no one will come back when one is sold, but don't smash the signboard of Qihuazhai.

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"Mother, do I look good in this?"

"Good looking. ”

"Where's this one?"

"It's also beautiful. ”

"You can take a snack, everything looks good, so what am I comparing?"

"My daughter is naturally beautiful and looks good in whatever she wears. ”

Wu Xiaobei looked at his mother in front of him speechlessly, then sat down in front of the bed angrily, picked up a bowl of vegetarian tea and stopped talking.

Seeing that Wu Xiaobei was a little angry, the fat lady hurriedly smiled and sat down beside her daughter, and then said: "Oh, my mother is already old, and her vision is not younger than you, so you can wear it according to your preferences." ”

Then she pinched Wu Xiaobei's puffed white face, and said softly: "Good daughter, believe in yourself, you are naturally beautiful." ”

Wu Xiaobei looked at his mother and said angrily: "As far as your daughter is naturally beautiful, the girls outside are all ugly." ”

She picked up the tea and poured a cup for her mother, and then suddenly smiled and said, "Alas, what do you say, what clothes will Jiang He wear today?"

"You smiled when you talked about Jianghe, good daughter, you won't really take a fancy to him, will you?"

"Nope. ”

"And what are you worried about people wearing?"

Wu Xiaobei raised his head, then looked at his mother unhappily, and said, "People saved my life." ”

"So you're going to make a promise?"

The fat lady picked up the tea and said softly to Wu Xiaobei: "Xiaobei, you are still young, and there are some things that you can't see through." ”

"So let you help me check it. ”

"You see, they all said that I was in check, and they said that they didn't like others. ”

Wu Xiaobei's cheeks suddenly flushed a hint of crimson, and he held the delicate teacup in his hand a little shyly.

"Hey... The fat lady let out a long sigh and reluctantly put down the teacup in her hand.

"That Jiang He is indeed a talent, I heard that this year's small examination of the National Protectorate won the first place. ”

Wu Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed, "Really?!"

"Well, listening to what the next person said, it is true that there is only this one river among the people who refer to this year. ”

Wu Xiaobei's eyes widened and he couldn't close his mouth in surprise. After being stunned for a long time, Wu Xiaobei's eyes burst out with an inexplicable brilliance, and he said happily: "I really didn't expect Jiang He to be so powerful, it's over, it's okay if you don't say it, it's even more difficult to choose clothes now!"

The fat lady shook her head, touched her daughter's head dotingly, and said softly: "Look at you, you are still like a child, and I don't know how your master cultivates your heart." ”

Wu Xiaobei spat out at his mother, and then said, "Okay, you're going out soon, I'll change my clothes." ”

As he spoke, he pushed his mother out the door, and the fat lady shook her head helplessly and got up and went out.

After his mother left, Wu Xiaobei sat on the edge of the bed with his clothes in his hands and his face in a daze.

"Jianghe, what clothes will you wear?"

Wu Xiaobei suddenly remembered a story, the story was told to him by Jiang He.

There is a hero in the story who one day came to marry the beautiful girl in a golden armor robe and stepping on a colorful cloud.

Wu Xiaobei laughed out loud again, because Jiang He said that the hero of the world was a monkey.

"How could it be a monkey? He must be very brave and danced, and you lied to me again. ”

Wu Xiaobei gently rested his head on the brocade quilt, giggled happily, and hugged the gorgeous and moving dress tightly in his arms.