Huang Cheng really wanted to burn this place with a fire.

Come to think of it, he didn't even have the courage to rush in to find the field.

"I knew that the poor mountains and bad waters came out of the people! It's time to bring two more subordinates. ”

As soon as he entered the village, he was extremely irritable, what kind of ravine bump is this, backward and poor, how can there be a genius painter?

That rude young man looked like he had a sick brain.

Otherwise, how could you not say a word and leave yourself out.

He gritted his teeth in hatred, took off his coat, wiped his pants, and turned around angrily.

While calling his leader, Wan Quanqing, the boss of Yihuaxuan.

I just want to get out of this shabby, dilapidated village immediately.

"Mr. Wan, this person is a psychopath.

"When I saw him, he threw him out, and his dog was still urinating on me.

"Is there a mistake in the information?"

He complained to Wan Quanqing on the one hand.

"Come back, this person does have a hole in his brain, and he thinks about it beautifully. There is no need to waste time on him. ”

Wan Quanqing talked to Luo Hao on the phone last night, intimidating and coercing, and successfully learned the whole process of Zhang Yao's trip.

"Oh, will you go back first? Okay, I got it."

Huang Cheng had a grudge in his heart, so he came over, and he had to go back after eating?

But how dare he complain about the boss.

Walk out of the alley and in a mud-walled yard.

"Mom, look, Brother Xiaofan gave me another painting, it's so beautiful."

In the courtyard, there was a childish and lovely voice.

"Well, Xiao Fan is really capable. This forest is so beautiful, I can't believe it's just drawn with a pencil. ”

The simple young woman, looking at the painting, was a little distracted while marveling.

"Mom, I want to learn to draw from Brother Xiaofan."

"Alas, how can people have time to teach you. Don't bother him if it's okay, it's going to be annoying. ”

"No, Brother Xiaofan said that he would teach me when I was older and had a basic foundation."

"Then you just listen to him, let's lay the foundation first, and I'll buy you a few pencils later, how about it?"

"Okay, okay, thank you, Mom. This time there is no wooden frame, it will crumple and tear the paper, can you buy a wooden frame? ”

"That's it...... The price is a bit expensive, I'll ask your dad when I go back. ”

“……”

Warm and soft conversations.

The girl's voice is cute and sweet, and the young woman's voice is squeamish.

Huang Cheng subconsciously glanced at the courtyard.

Noticed the sketch paper in the girl's hand.

In an instant his eyes straightened, and he sketched a beautiful sunset.

Assisting Wan Quanqing in managing the gallery for many years, he has seen many excellent paintings, including several masterpieces.

This simple but delicate sketch is lifelike, with an indescribable charm more than a black-and-white photograph.

Such a high-level work, placed in the gallery, even if it does not have any famous blessing, the selling price is in 10,000 yuan.

He rolled his eyes and walked into the courtyard.

"It's a beautiful painting." Huang Cheng squeezed out a gentle smile.

Mother and daughter were a little wary.

"He stinks so much, is he wetting his pants......" Lan Lan covered her nose and whispered.

The corners of Huang Cheng's mouth twitched, a little gloomy, he was down to business, and he didn't have time to explain to the little kid, "Is this painting for sale?" ”

"Not for sale!" Lan Lan shouted sharply.

Lan Lan's mother Li Man was a little hesitant.

The corners of Huang Cheng's mouth raised slightly, he didn't just want to be as unreasonable as that bastard, "The price is negotiable." ”

Ten minutes later.

Huang Cheng took seven sketches, three of which were unframed and four of which were framed.

Behind him was the mournful cry of a child.

"Dad, my paintings, I want my paintings......"

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll buy you a lot of fairy tale books when I go back, and then take you to eat burgers?"

"No, I'm going to draw...... Mom and Dad are the big guys. ”

"If you cry again, I'll whip you! Shut up now! ”

……

Huang Cheng arrived at the entrance of the village and carefully put the painting on the passenger seat.

"I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain, bypass the art painting studio, find a few old customers with vision, sell them, let alone earn 100,000 yuan, right?"

Huang Cheng whistled.

He is the manager of Art Painting Pavilion and has a lot of customer resources on hand.

Able to talk directly to those local tyrant customers.

For some local tyrant collectors who don't care about money or vassal and elegant painting and calligraphy lovers, these paintings have a certain value.

Feel happy, patronize in the heart of the selection of the right object, the price of the signal.

He didn't notice that a red BMW was passing by his car.

The red BMW slowed down noticeably as it passed him.

"It's Huang Cheng?!"

Zhang Yao braked suddenly, looking at the black Mercedes in the distance in the rearview mirror.

Her face was ugly.

In the passenger seat, Luo Hao's eyes flashed, "You, are you wrong?" ”

"No way. Just that disgusting face, turning to ashes, I want to vomit when I see it. ”

Zhang Yao was very sure, she looked at Luo Hao suspiciously, "How could he appear here, someone leaked the information that the painter was Ye Xiaofan?" ”

"Don't look at me like that. What do you mean by that? Suspect I leaked it?!

"Even if I eat inside and out, I won't be able to help our sworn enemy.

"Wan Quanqing, that old guy still covets you.

"I don't share the sky with that old guy Wan Quanqing! How could it be leaked to Art Painting Pavilion? ”

Luo Hao was ashamed and angry, reacted violently, his face turned red, and he looked aggrieved and disappointed.

His reaction made Zhang Yao subconsciously shake.

She smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't doubt you, I just knew a few pieces of information, if it wasn't for my grandfather contacting me, I wouldn't have known that the painter was in such a ravine." ”

"Who knows, there are people who have taken their paintings to the competition, and they are not completely isolated from the world."

"Also to ......"

"There's no way I'm going to agree to that request."

Zhang Yao wasn't sure.

After driving into Taoyuan Village, quickly head to Ye's house.

Some cats and dogs in the yard dragged their hind legs and dragged them on the ground, facing the house, and barked aggrievedly.

Jiang He threw sausages on the ground, cats and dogs came to the house, thinking of feeding them some food, "It's almost there, you rabbit cub with sharp teeth......"

Then I watched a group of cats and dogs, carrying sausages in front of Fengya, and reluctantly put the sausages in the rice bowl of Fengya.

"Can it still be like this?" Jiang He was speechless.

Look at those cats and dogs, the sharp teeth are really bearable.

Fengya is at ease, and he is proud of Wangcai, do you want to eat?

It took the sausage in its mouth, shook its head and threw it out, and landed right in front of Wangcai.

Wangcai didn't even look at it.

It's not as greedy as Fang.

"Whew~"

Don't eat for nothing, don't eat.

Fangs cried out dissatisfiedly.

A cat rushed forward, picked up a sausage, and was about to eat it.

"Wang!" With a glare, the tanuki walked over aggrievedly and put the sausage down.

"Sharptooth, you can go and be a beggar leader."

Jiang He was angry and funny, and felt that he couldn't control the dog.

All kinds of painstaking thoughts all day long, too capable to do.

"You're Mr. Ye's mother, right? Hello Auntie. Zhang Yao greeted at the door.

Jiang He was a little surprised, he hadn't heard his son talk about the gallery.

She smiled and beckoned, "Please come in, Xiaofan is upstairs." ”

Ye Xiaofan poked his head out from the second floor and kicked downstairs.

"Mr. Ye, I promise your conditions." Zhang Yao went straight to the point, for fear that Ye Xiaofan would say an answer that she would regret.