After looking for a day, Luo Xiaohu asked more than 20 girls who could see it, and received a few white eyes, although the rest of them did not have white eyes, but all of them turned around and ran. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, don't go, let's discuss the cost!" Luo Xiaohu looked at the girl's back and said loudly, who knows that it doesn't matter if you don't say it, you can say that the girl ran faster.

Luo Xiaohu looked at the back of the girl who disappeared at the mouth of the alley, scratching her head and muttering to herself: "It doesn't make sense, is it because I am handsome enough? Or are these girls too shy when they see a handsome guy like me at first glance? I also promised to pay the fee, why is this?".

"Master, I think they must think we want to trick them into the house and do some shady things"

Laifu really couldn't help it, I didn't think that my master's so-called looking for a model, or to paint barebody, this condition requires that I actually run to the street to find it, and when I saw a beautiful girl, I opened my mouth and asked directly. In Laifu's view, there is no possibility of success in this matter.

The reason is very simple, for girls from commoner families, since childhood, they have heard the story that nobles are wolves and commoners are sheep, which sheep dare to run into the wolf's den with the courage to do anything?

It was not just a story for them, but a fact, and it was nothing new for the nobles to take a fancy to a commoner woman, to get a trick into the house, and then give some money and then give it away, and the patrols would hardly care much about it. Even if you are killed, as long as you have a high aristocratic status and great power, it is not too much trouble. Therefore, when these women saw Luo Xiaohu asking about this, it would be strange if they didn't run, and those who could roll their eyes were bold.

How did Luo Xiaohu know the reason, and immediately said unhappily after listening to Laifu's words: "You look like a bad person, how can I be a bad person if I am so handsome!"

Glaring at Laifu, Luo Xiaohu turned his head and saw a bar not far from him, the bar looked quite classy, so Luo Xiaohu suddenly felt that his mouth was about to spark, so he said, "Let's go in and have two drinks, rest and then go home!"

Hearing Luo Xiaohu say this, Laifu led the horse and followed behind, handed the horse to the waiter at the door, and then followed his master into the bar.

"Two glasses of dreamy starlight," Luo Xiaohu motioned to the bartender as soon as he sat down, and brought him and Laifu a glass of wine.

When Laifu heard this, he hurriedly whispered to his master that he would not drink the same wine as the servant in the bar, which was the rule: "Master, I just want ale."

The words of two glasses of dreamy starlight immediately attracted the attention of many nobles in the hall who were chatting, and seeing that Luo Xiaohu actually lit dreamy starlight to his servants, some of these people showed a little dissatisfaction.

"Hillbilly!" One of the thin young nobles glanced at Luo Xiaohu and found that the noble logo on the medal on Luo Xiaohu's chest was just a small lord, and he looked very fresh, and his accent did not look like that of Baishu City, and then snorted in his nose.

The tall bamboo pole next to the thin man immediately snorted and laughed, "It's true!"

This person spoke in a loud voice, not to mention Luo Xiaohu, even the servant sitting at the most remote corner heard it.

"What's the matter?" the thin man asked loudly as soon as he heard his companion say this, and knew that this man must know the bottom of the table, so he immediately opened his mouth and asked aloud.

Gao Zhuzhu directly said loudly: "This slave who wants to drink the dream starlight has a background, just this slave was in the church this morning, saying that his master wanted to paint the altar painting, I heard that the price offered was also first-class, eighteen star coins in one mouth, the master was stunned, and I thought I had met a money grabber, and I didn't know if it was this gentleman who wanted to paint."

Gao Zhuzhu's words caused a burst of laughter in the hall, eighteen star coins? This price is directly the price of the top painter in the mainland, how can a hairy boy who looks like he is at most sixteen or seventeen years old have this ability!

"What about my painting?" Luo Xiaohu ran here all day, there was a little fire in his stomach, but now he just sat down, and he hadn't even drunk the wine, and he heard a person making fun of himself in a weird way, and he could still hold back in his heart, and asked directly.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

The laughter in the hall was even louder.

"Don't be ashamed!"

"Ignorance!"

Gao Zhuzhu looked at Luo Xiaohu at this time as if he was looking at a mentally handicapped expression, and he muttered to himself lightly, but his tone was sarcastic: "Someone is really shameless, this time the altar painting of the church was written by the most famous Master Lambert Ludo himself, you kid has the ability to rob Master Ludao?"

"Lambert Ludeau? is the one who painted the Revelation of God?"

As soon as Luo Xiaohu heard the master, and the name was quite familiar, he quickly remembered this person's work, Luo Xiaohu was out of professional habits, it was not good to remember other things, but it was not bad to remember things in art.

This Lambert Ludeau's work hangs in the hall of the Peace Memorial Hall, and the painting is good, but in terms of technique, the current level of Cha Luo Xiaohu is not small, and Lambert Saugh is now full of calculations that is the level of Eva Vank, and Luo Xiaohu's technique has been summarized and explored by countless painting masters of countless schools such as the Renaissance era, the classicist era, and the impressionism era.

To put it more bluntly, Luo Xiaohu can paint photo-level effects here, but Lambert Ludo does not have such knowledge, not that he is not good at technique, but that Luo Xiaohu's understanding of color and light is worse than Luo Xiaohu knows how many generations.

"Yes, "Divine Revelation" is the most outstanding work of Master Lambert, and everyone praises it," Gao Zhuzhu said as he straightened his chest, as if the painting was painted by him.

"That level is really average!" Luo Xiaohu is not a polite person, he was originally a thorn, and now he will not be forgiving.

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then everyone looked at Luo Xiaohu with an idiot and a psychotic look. After a while, most people simply drank their own wine, not wanting to meet Luo Xiaohu anymore.

"Huh!"

Luo Xiaohu smiled and asked, "Hmph, what? I'm telling the truth!"

"You can say that it's okay to go to heaven, this is a bar, and when you pour too much wine, you can wash away the words you say when you soak in urine," Gao Zhuzhu's mouth hung disdainfully and sneered.

Luo Xiaohu watched the bartender serve himself wine, and then walked towards the small table where Laifu was sitting next to him.

Picking up the wine glass in front of him, Luo Xiaohu took a sip gently, and then knocked the wine glass on the table: "Then how about we make a bet?"

"How to bet?" Gao Zhuzhu's side would believe that Luo Xiaohu's painting could be better than Master Lang Bo, in his opinion, this bet is naturally win-win and non-losing, and naturally he will not let go of the opportunity to win.

Not only the high bamboo pole, but other people were also interested and looked at this side one after another.

"A star coin," Luo Xiaohu said, looked at the people around him, and said, "Everyone can bet!"

"A star coin?" The thin man suddenly laughed: "A star coin is also a gamble, I don't think you are too rich, so if you lose, how about you be my slave in the future?"

When Luo Xiaohu heard this, his eyes narrowed: "Okay, if you lose, you will be a slave for me!"

"Okay!" the thin man slapped the table confidently, and said, "We can't just say it, now everyone testifies, let's make a bet here!"

"Good!"

Someone went on the pole to die, where did Luo Xiaohu disagree, and Luo Xiaohu also knew that this thin man was a little worse as a servant, but the nobles on the mainland could be ransomed, even if they were defeated in the battle, as long as they didn't die on the spot, then nine times out of ten they wouldn't die, and the family would take the money to redeem it, of course, the identity of the person to be matched with the price.

In Luo Xiaohu's opinion, this dead thin man is worth more than a dozen star coins, and now he happens to be short of money!

"I'll bet a star coin!"

"I'll bet fifty gold coins!"

"I'll Bet Thirty Gold Coins"

"I'll be the guarantor!" the bar owner didn't know when he jumped out, and the whole tavern suddenly resounded with the sound of betting.

"What are you going to resist?" suddenly a voice asked Luo Xiaohu.

As soon as he heard the resistance, Luo Xiaohu scratched his head a little in his heart, he really had nothing to resist, and now he had a star coin left in his pocket, which was not enough to resist.

"I'll be sure!"

Just when Luo Xiaohu was worried about his big deal, a voice rang out at the door.

When I turned my head, I saw a handsome elf with a giant axe walking in slowly.

Luo Xiaohu remembered at a glance, isn't this elf the one he just gave a few gold coins a few days ago.

"Why haven't you gone back yet, right, you don't have any money?" Luo Xiaohu saw that it was this one, and immediately stood up from the chair happily, beckoned to the elf, and then said to the bartender: "Give my friend another cup of fantasy starlight, count it in mine!"

The elf walked to Luo Xiaohu's side, sat down and said with a smile, "Thank you, friend!"

"Why haven't you gone home yet?" Luo Xiaohu asked again.

"I've been here for three days, just to find you" After speaking, he untied a money bag from his waist and pushed it in front of Luo Xiaohu: "This is my reward for you!"

Luo Xiaohu opened the money bag and saw that there were more than a dozen star coins inside, which were full of very dazzling coins.

Without thinking about it, Luo Xiaohu only took one out of the bag, shook it at the elf and said, "One is enough, not only the capital, but also the profit."

Seeing what the elf was going to say, Luo Xiaohu smiled and said, "If you say anything more, it shouldn't be my friend."

Laifu muttered in a low voice, "We need money now!"

Luo Xiaohu didn't hear it, but the elf's ears were so smart, and he asked with a smile, "Aren't you short of money now?"

"Money is always lacking if you want to spend it, and you can resist it for more than ten days, and a fool will send me money in ten days," Luo Xiaohu said while secretly snorting in the direction of the other people in the room.

"You are so confident, you know that Lambert Ludo is known as the number one painting master in the mainland, and even the royal family is proud to collect his paintings," said the elf.

Luo Xiaohu didn't care about this, he didn't answer the elf's words, but asked embarrassedly: "What's your name?" I'm sorry, I didn't expect us to meet again, I didn't remember it!"

The elf said, "My name is Kosug!"

"By the way, Ke Suge, are you here to take revenge this time?" Luo Xiaohu changed this elf for money, according to his temper not to humiliate the shopkeeper, then Na Cheng, if you don't do this, life will be meaningless.

"I set fire to his shop, and the dwarf he beat is rolling all over the floor, which is very refreshing as you say!" said Kosug with a laugh.

"Well, that's good!" Luo Xiaohu immediately gave Ke Suge a thumbs up when he heard it.

Ke Sug said: "Coincidentally, I looked for you for three days and didn't find it, I had planned to go out of the city to run errands, but when I came here and saw the horse in the stable outside the door like yours, I came in to try my luck, but I didn't expect it to be really your ......."

Listening to what Ke Suge said, Luo Xiaohu understood, this luck came not long after he left the city, he met a group of elf fellows, and suddenly became rich again, so he came back to find himself, took revenge by the way, and stayed for three days before he ran into himself.