Seven days after Qu Yuanyuan's death, Ouyang Xiaochuan stepped out of his room for the first time.

When the coldness did not dissipate, Ouyang Xiaochuan opened his red eyes early and stood up. Although his eyes are sleepy, he is bright.

He had never left his cultivation room in the past few days, and he ate and slept in the cultivation room. When you are sleepy, you sit cross-legged on the ground and sleep against the wall. When I woke up, I opened the album and continued to paint. Only when the servant brings him food will he put away the album and take a break.

After several days of continuous painting, although the talent in his mind has improved, it is very limited, and the height has only increased by less than one centimeter. Far less than the speed at which it was when it was a smoke column.

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Ouyang Xiaochuan walked out of the house, and the guards at the door greeted him. He didn't bother with it, and just left. If it had been before, he would have smiled and nodded in return.

The two guards glanced at each other and watched Ouyang Xiaochuan disappear around the corner.

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At this time, there was not a single person shopping on the street, except for Ouyang Xiaochuan. However, it is now the end of the sixth day, and the shops on the street have already come to open their doors and prepare for business.

Ouyang Xiaochuan walked across the large square in front of the City Lord's Mansion and came to the street that passed through the East Market, and then slowed down.

Most of the shops on this street belong to the old family, one of the three major families.

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Ouyang Xiaochuan, who was far away, saw that a shop called "Thousands of Paintings" had opened, so he walked straight over.

In fact, this is a store that customizes portraits for people. The Ancients in Flame City are the most skilled, and they have the best paper. The characters or other things painted on them can be kept for a hundred years without fading.

The so-called painters in this world rarely paint some landscapes or viewable scenes for sale, they generally paint some designated paintings for others and make them according to the requirements of customers.

"Childe is good!"

Seeing Ouyang Xiaochuan coming towards his store, the young man came to the door early to greet him.

Ouyang Xiaochuan didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

Ouyang Xiaochuan looked around the shop. I found that there were several pictures made for customers hanging on the wall. There are drawings of a long sword, of an old man sitting upright, and even of a child in a belly pocket of a few months......

"I wonder who or what Childe paints?"

The young man behind him asked softly.

"I'll look at the paper you used to paint. ”

Ouyang Xiaochuan turned around.

"Okay, Childe. Wait a minute!"

The young man said yes and entered a small door on the left.

It wasn't long before the young man came out from behind the door again, holding three rolled-up sheets of paper in his hand.

"Childe, please. Here are three different types of paper in my store. The biggest difference between them is that the color of the image is stored for different periods of time. This chapter is the best, this one has the shortest preservation time, but it can also be kept for decades without fading. ”

The young man spread out the three pieces of paper and then on an ashlar table in the center, and introduced Ouyang Xiaochuan.

"I just want this best. There is no larger size. ”

Ouyang Xiaochuan said without thinking about it.

"Yes, Childe. What size does Childe need?"

"It's the size of this table, but I'm going to have a long one. ”

"Okay, Childe, we can cut it for you. What do you need to paint, and can you bring it?"

The size of the painting page has been set, so it naturally depends on what Ouyang Xiaochuan painted.

"The master hasn't come yet. If you didn't bring it, you can go home and get it now, and I'll help you cut the drawing paper you need. Just wait for the son to come and check if he is satisfied. ”

The young man saw that Ouyang Xiaochuan was just looking at the paper on the table and did not take out what he had drawn, so he spoke again.

"No, I don't. You can help me cut a sheet of the size I want now. Frame it for me again. I just want an empty piece of paper. ”

Ouyang Xiaochuan gently put down the sample drawing paper he had chosen, and looked up.

When the young man heard Ouyang Xiaochuan's words, he was stunned at first.

"What's the matter? Isn't your Gu family's shop only painting for people, not selling drawing paper?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong. Door-to-door is a guest, as long as the son is satisfied, whether to paint or not is as the son wishes. ”

"However, there is a rule in the store that the price of empty drawing paper is the same as that of a finished painting made by a master. ”

The young man added tentatively.

"You just go and cut it. ”

"Okay, Childe, please sit down first. Drink a cup of tea and wait for a while. ”

As he spoke, the young man led Ouyang Xiaochuan to the side of the rest area prepared for the guests and sat down, and poured a cup of tea.

Before you enter it, there is a fragrance coming to your nose, and this tea must be very precious.

The young man put down the teapot, nodded his head, and turned back to the small room.

There is no technology in this world, so there are no mobile phones, let alone cameras. Ouyang Xiaochuan bought painting paper naturally to make a portrait of Qu Yuanyuan.

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It didn't take long for Ouyang Xiaochuan to drink two cups of tea. The young man came out of the back room. Seeing the young man come out, Ouyang Xiaochuan got up and walked over.

"Childe, you take a look first, the size is satisfactory. ”

The young man spread out the cut paper in his hand on the stone table again.

More than two meters long and more than one meter wide. It's enough to paint a portrait that looks like a real person.

"Hmm. OK. How many gold coins?"

Ouyang naturally knew that this piece of painting paper could not be sold for silver or copper coins.

"It's good that Childe is satisfied. This size of a painting costs four gold coins. ”

The young man replied.

"Good!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan did not hesitate, stretched out his hand, and there were four more golden gold coins in his hand.

"Okay, Childe. I'll wrap it up for you. ”

The young man took the gold coin from Ouyang Xiaochuan's hand, carefully rolled up the drawing paper again, and skillfully tied it with a ribbon and put it into a long wooden box that had already been prepared.

"Thank you!"

After taking the box, Ouyang Xiaochuan thanked him, then turned around and walked out.

"Childe go slowly!"

Watching Ouyang Xiaochuan gradually walk away, the young man turned around and walked into the store.

"What a weirdo! The family looked like someone was dead, and his face was gloomy. What is the use of painting for the same amount of money and selling an empty piece of paper to go back? There are still painters in the Flame City who are more skilled than our ancient family! There is really a lot of money to spend. ”

The young man was talking to himself as he tidied up the shop that he hadn't had time to tidy up.

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Ouyang Xiaochuan took the wrapped piece of drawing paper and went straight back to Ouyang's house. When he returned home, he went straight to the house where Qu Yuanyuan lived.

Pushing the door in, there is a long stone table against the wall in front of the main hall, on which are placed three plates, each with a kind of fruit. The plate was preceded by an incense burner, and the incense in the incense burner had long since burned out.

Behind the three plates, there is a black tablet with seven large characters written in gold lacquer, and the position of the mother is curved and round.

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