"Lao Zhang! Where did you get this corn? The proprietress opened her eyes and raised her voice and said, "Where did you buy it, why don't you buy more?" This corn is delicious, much better than the corn you bought before. ”

"yes, yes, I think too." Lao Zhang said vaguely: "But don't think about it if you buy more, these are the last two in people's hands, let me buy them." ”

The proprietress rolled her eyes, "Lao Zhang, I have an idea, you say, can we ......?"

Lao Zhang looked at his daughter-in-law's expression, "Don't think about it, I know what you're thinking." But I just asked what you wanted, this is planted at home, and there are not a few roots, so this business can't be done. ”

The proprietress said disappointedly: "That's it, that's really a pity." ”

"It's a pity, but don't worry, I just asked for her phone, and I'll definitely get it for our own food." Lao Zhang patted his chest and said.

The proprietress sat back in her chair and smiled, "Okay, then you remember to buy more, and send a little bit to your parents' house and my parents' house when the time comes." ”

……

Over there, Wen Xu set up a tent.

It didn't take long for the tent to be erected, Wen Xu got into the tent, lowered the curtain, and began to meditate quietly.

The noisy mountain, from morning to night admired people come to climb high and look into the distance, it is a lively quiet place, compared to a quiet rental house, or a flower shop that is easy to be disturbed, this noisy Jinding Mountain, but can make Wen Xu calm down.

Wen Xu slowly closed her eyes, as if she had logged in to a game from the third perspective, she "saw" herself sitting quietly in the tent at the moment, the perspective jumped out of the tent, she saw the camp proprietress and the camp boss staring at the two gnawed corn cobs in a daze at the moment, she saw Tang Ming and his wife pulling the child and holding the child on the other, looking for something in the crowd.

The perspective is getting higher and farther, slowly covering the six peaks, five peaks, three peaks, and then slowly covering the zoo at the foot of the mountain.

A little sweat slowly appeared on Wen Xu's forehead, and the more his divine consciousness extended outward, it was not difficult to look at it generally, but if he wanted to control his divine consciousness and improve the "pixels" of his divine consciousness, it would take a lot of practice.

Wen Xu sank down, and slowly felt where the limit of her divine consciousness was extended, her divine sense crossed the Jinding River, crossed the Gulou Street, crossed the railway station, and the Baiyun Temple on the outskirts of Dingcheng, followed the direction of the rushing Jinding River, and then expanded outward, and was about to enter the sea.

But at the second when Wen Xu's divine consciousness approached the mouth of the sea, it was like a tape measure that had been pulled to the limit, and the person who pulled the tape measure out suddenly let go without saying hello, and those tape measures that had been extended outside lost their external force, and they slammed into the tape measure warehouse with a hula pull.

The harvest was too violent, and Wen Xu's brain was buzzing, and he was dizzy for a while.

Wen Xu exhaled softly, and rested for a while before Wen Xu dared to continue to release his divine sense.

Wen Xu controlled his divine sense to sweep over Jiuding Peak inch by inch, Jiuding Peak was like a knife on all sides, smooth and neat, and from a distance, it looked like a huge bronze tripod.

It is for this reason that Jinding Mountain got its name.

Wen Xu slowly opened her eyes, got out of the tent, looked at the distant mountains, and slowly stretched her senses, for a long time, she stretched her waist, took out her mobile phone and glanced at the time.

It's not early, today's cultivation task has been completed, and it's time to go down the mountain.

Wen Xu packed his bags and did not take the stone road anymore, but took the plank road that was more convenient to walk.

As soon as I turned a few corners, I saw a young man who was operating a drone.

A young college student, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses and slightly long hair, looked like he hadn't been to the barbershop for a haircut in at least three months.

There was a sketch easel beside the young man, on which the painting was half completed, but the young man was looking up at the drone in the sky at the moment, and his attention was not on the painting.

Of course, the young man did not pay attention to the other pedestrians coming and going on the boardwalk.

Wen Xu is also one of the pedestrians.

She passed by the young man and left, and suddenly, Wen Xu stopped, and turned back.

It's weird.

Wen Xu always felt that something was wrong.

The painting of the youth is the sketch of the Jiuding Peak, to be honest, the sketch of the youth is very good-looking, the proportions and details are very particular, and it can be seen that the young man is using the sketch to "restore" the Jiuding Peak of Jinding Mountain.

But......

The more Wen Xu looked at it, the more strange he felt, and he always felt that something was missing from the painting, as if a young man had secretly erased a piece of the painting with an eraser by a naughty child after painting it.

This is......

Artistic processing?

Xu is Wenxu "watching" the sketch masterpiece in front of him was too focused and serious, and the young man's attention was finally taken back from the drone in the sky.

The young man looked at Wen Xu and said with a smile: "Ten yuan, thank you." ”

"What?" Wen Xu was stunned, and suddenly didn't understand the meaning of the young man's words, "Ten pieces of this painting?" ”

Or take a look at ten pieces.

The young man obviously didn't expect the price given by Wen Xu to be so low, this time it was the turn of the young man to be stunned, and the young man smiled: "A painting is a thousand, look at ten yuan." ”

Wen Xu didn't bargain with the young man, but said, "You haven't finished painting yet." ”

"Almost." The young man put down the drone remotely, picked up a pencil, brushed twice, and wrote his signature in the blank space of the sketch, "Okay, you can pay." ”

“…… I suspect you're kidding me. Wen Xu pointed to the cliff of Jiuding Peak in the painting, "Is there a little detail missing here?" ”

"What details? Trees? The young man unhurriedly opened the tablet and found a photo for Wen Xu to see, "I'm sorry, I'm a realist, if you can find out what is different between this sketch and this photo, then I will give you this sketch for nothing." ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, why should I lie to you."

"Okay." Wen Xu nodded, and immediately began to compare the photo on the left hand side with the sketch on the right hand side, "This tree on the Jiuding Peak plank road has fifteen branches, not twelve; The stone path under the tree, the upper right corner of the stone staircase, is broken, and it is not reflected in your painting; There were six people sitting in the pavilion, and you only had five of them, and you didn't draw the lady's right shoelace loose, and ......"

Every time Wen Xu said a difference, the young man's face darkened a little.

The young man held back, but in the end he didn't hold back, and said with a red face: "Outrageous, why don't you go to find fault?" ”

"Aren't you looking for it?"

"Okay, okay, don't look for it, don't look for it, I'll send you."

Wen Xu didn't go to get it immediately, but instead looked at the Jiuding Peak opposite.

Wen Xu's glance made the young man's face even more unsightly, "What's wrong?" Do you think I'm so bad at drawing that I don't even want it anymore? ”

Wen Xu said: "Lend me paper and pen, thank you." ”

Good guy, there are people who want to challenge themselves, and the young man gives up his position, "Okay, okay, you come to draw." ”

Wen Xu held a pencil in his hand, turned a new page of sketch paper, and drew directly from top to bottom from Jiuding Peak.

Wen Xu's sketch level is not aesthetically pleasing to the eye, but he can hold the pencil steadily.

The young man tilted his body, looked at Wen Xu's masterpiece, and saw that the corners of his mouth twitched and twitched, "Yo, how many 3D printers have you eaten, your way of drawing is rare." ”

Wen Xu didn't speak, but continued to draw intently.

The contempt in the young man's eyes was gone, replaced by an uncontrollable exclamation, however, he soon felt strange, "This ......"

The young man said in surprise: "This ratio is not right, where is the cliff of Jiuding Peak so big, you can change it to one-fifth, are you drawing it wrong?" ”