"How much does this painting cost?"

In front of the narrow stall, a swordsman dressed in black looked at the lifelike landscape paintings on the ground and asked. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A guest came to buy something, but the young man's face did not change in the slightest, but he said lightly: "Ten taels of silver." ”

"Shhh ”

Hearing the young man's words, the black-clothed swordsman immediately gasped, and then looked at the young man with strange eyes.

The young man's name is Huan Chang, he is eighteen years old this year, and he only came to the city some time ago to sell calligraphy and paintings.

Unlike other vendors, although Huan Chang wanted to sell calligraphy and paintings for money, he never shouted loudly, just waited quietly.

What's even more puzzling is that the calligraphy and paintings sold by Huan Chang are very expensive.

In the calligraphy and painting shops that usually have stores, the works of those famous people are only one or two taels of silver for a copybook, and only ten taels of silver for a painting.

It's just that Huan Chang, who is setting up a stall on the street, dares to sell calligraphy and paintings at such an expensive price, but many people scoff.

"Shaoxia, this person is crazy about money, don't bother with him. ”

"If you want to buy paintings and calligraphy, I can show you the way, the prices of paintings and calligraphy in that place are cheaper than here, and they are all made by everyone. ”

The thief-eyed trader next to Huan Chang immediately scoffed when he saw that Huan Chang didn't know whether to live or die.

He pitched business to the black-clad swordsman, and if he managed to lure him to the shop, he would also get some referral money.

As for offending Huan Chang, the vendors didn't care, who let Huan Chang occupy a small piece of his stall.

The black-clothed swordsman glanced at the vendor, then glanced at the calligraphy and painting with some reluctance, and said with a little embarrassment: "Although I like this painting, I only have eight taels of silver left." ”

"When I make money, I'll come to my little brother to buy paintings. ”

The vendor who had just spoken out couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words of the black-clothed swordsman.

The vendor could see that the black-clothed swordsman was definitely not shirking, but really wanted to buy this calligraphy and painting.

He didn't expect that there was really such a wronged boss in the world, and he was willing to spend a lot of money to buy a hairy boy's work.

The black-clothed swordsman put down the landscape painting, his eyes full of reluctance.

Huan Chang looked like this, but a smile appeared on his face, and said: "If Brother Tai really likes it, I will give this painting to you, and I won't take a penny." ”

This time, not only the vendor, but even the black-clothed swordsman was surprised and inexplicable.

As if seeing the doubts in the black-clothed swordsman's heart, Huan Chang smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Then he said, "There are some people who pay a thousand dollars to buy my calligraphy and paintings, but I don't sell them, and some people I am willing to give away my calligraphy and paintings without receiving a penny." ”

Huan Chang's body is not strong, but his eyes are very bright, and he has an elegant aura on his body.

When the black-clothed swordsman heard Huan Chang's words, he immediately stood in awe, took out all the silver on his body, and put it in front of Huan Chang.

He said solemnly: "I understand what the little brother means, but I can't treat you badly as a brother, even if I owe the little brother a favor today." ”

After speaking, the black-clothed swordsman picked up the landscape painting, turned around and left.

The vendor next to him couldn't help but turn red when he saw that Huan Chang had earned eight taels of silver at once.

Eight taels of silver is definitely not a small amount for ordinary people, and it can even make an ordinary family live for three months.

This money, the merchants have worked hard for half a month, and they may not be able to earn it, so he is not surprised that he is so red-eyed.

Huan Chang ignored the vendor's jealousy, just glanced up at the back of the black-clothed swordsman, his eyes were on the sword behind the man, and his fists were clenched.

Although the black-clothed swordsman had a very gentle attitude, Huan Chang had already determined that this person was a true martial artist.

In the Kyushu Continent, the status of warriors is very special.

Even the most ordinary martial artists have skills that are different from ordinary people, and it is difficult for three or five strong men to get close.

Those who are really strong among the major sects can even exercise power over the state and county, and they will be ceremoniously received everywhere they go.

There are some super sects that can even decide the rise and fall of a vassal state.

In this world, everyone aspires to become a martial artist, but it is very difficult to enter the martial arts.

Even if it is to become the most ordinary martial artist in the realm of ascending the hall, it is also difficult.

Although Huan Chang has lived in Yangjia Village since he was a child, he has also read poetry and books since he was a child, and he has a deep understanding of martial artists.

As a teenager, Huan Chang also longs to be able to fight with a sword in the rivers and lakes, roar when he sees injustice, travel the world freely, and pursue the ultimate in martial arts.

It's just that Huan Chang's master didn't allow him to practice martial arts, but forced Huan Chang to read and learn words since he was a child.

"When will I be able to be like those warriors, unrestrained and proud of the rivers and lakes?"

Huan Chang's fists were clenched together, and due to excessive force, there were even some green tendons on his hands.

However, he could only sigh slightly after all.

The black-clothed swordsman disappeared, but Huan Chang's heart was a mess, with longing, unwillingness and helplessness.

"Master, why don't you let me practice martial arts?"

Huan Chang shouted in his heart, but no one could answer his question.

"Whew. ”

Huan Chang retracted his thoughts, tried to calm down, and stared at the eight taels of silver in front of the stall, his eyes were a little blank.

"That's it, the master will definitely not harm me, since he doesn't let me practice martial arts, he must have his own reasons. ”

Thinking of his master's kindness to him, although Huan Chang was extremely eager to practice martial arts, he still sighed after all and prepared to put away the silver.

"Yo, I really didn't expect that you kid could actually sell calligraphy and paintings. ”

At this moment, a joking voice sounded.

The eight taels of silver in front of the stall were also snatched away by a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man weighed the silver in his hand, kept throwing it into the air, and then caught the silver again, with a happy look on his face.

Huan saw this situation, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked, "Why did you rob me of my silver?"

The middle-aged man grabbed the silver, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You are selling things here, don't you know that you want to pay me Liu Sanye?"

"In the past, I saw that you couldn't sell anything, but I didn't trouble you, but now that you have the silver, it naturally belongs to our brother. ”

"Hahaha, yes, yes, with this silver, the brothers can be happy again. ”

Behind Liu Sanye, there were also four ruffians and hooligans, all with joyful looks in their eyes.

Huan Chang said stubbornly: "That's my silver, please return it to me." ”

Huan Chang has always studied hard, but there is no money at home, and the master feels that Huan Chang is old and should make money to support his family.

Therefore, Huan often came to the city to set up stalls to make money.

It's just that he abides by his master's teachings and never sells calligraphy and paintings cheaply, so he marks the price very expensive, and he has never had any income.

These eight taels of silver are Huan Chang's first income.

When Liu Sanye heard Huan Chang's words, his face couldn't help but sink, and he shouted: "Boy, don't be embarrassed, in this area, it is the third master who has the final say." ”

The thief-eyed trader next to him, although some were greedy and cheap, some of them often earned eight taels of silver.

However, after all, he is just an ordinary person, with the treachery that belongs to the people, and the kindness that belongs to the people.

Huan Chang has just arrived, and he doesn't know Liu Sanye's details, but the vendors know very well.

He also didn't want to see Huan Chang have an accident, so he hurriedly whispered: "If we sell things here, we all have to pay the third master, so you can bear with it." ”

"This time, you paid a lot of money, but the third master will not kill the chicken and take the eggs, and if you make money in the future, the third master will not take it all. ”

Listening to the vendor's bitter advice, Huan Chang felt much better for this person.

It's just that he also has his own persistence.

Huan Chang still stubbornly said: "That's my money, this is still in the city, aren't you afraid of the government if you rob it so openly?"

"Official?"

Thinking of the huge cost of bribing the government every year, and thinking of pretending to be a grandson in front of the official, Liu Sanye's face couldn't help but become a little distorted.

He stepped forward suddenly, kicked Huan Chang's stall over, and scolded: "The government can't control me, you kid don't have to be embarrassed." ”

Seeing that Huan Chang was not persuaded and saw Liu Sanye angry, the vendor immediately panicked, hurriedly packed up his things and ran away.

The four thugs who followed behind Liu Sanye saw that their boss was angry, and hurriedly stepped forward to trample on all the calligraphy and paintings that were rolling on the ground.

Looking at his hard-working works, scattered on the ground like this, many calligraphy and paintings were trampled beyond recognition, Huan Chang suddenly felt angry.

"Don't deceive too much!"

Huan Chang stood up abruptly and glared angrily at Liu Sanye.

Huan Chang is an unscrupulous genius, who can read at the age of five, compose poetry at the age of eight, and paint at the age of ten.

Although he is only eighteen years old now, he has already read poetry and books, and he naturally has a breath of righteousness in his chest, and he has a lot of power when he is angry.

Liu Sanye suddenly saw Huan Chang angry, and it seemed that from this young man, he saw the figures of those tall sergeants, and suddenly felt shocked in his heart, and involuntarily took a step back.

But when he thought of the young man in front of him, he was just a poor and sour talent, and he immediately felt ashamed of his actions.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Liu Sanye glared at Huan Chang viciously, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Scholars naturally have the backbone of a scholar, and Huan Chang is naturally no exception, and he looks at Liu Sanye without fear.

Huan Chang's eyes were full of stubbornness and anger.

"Call me!"

was brushed in the face by a hairy boy, if Liu Sanye can't teach Huan Chang a lesson today, he won't have to mix in this street in the future.

As for the crime of beating people on the street, Liu Sanye is not afraid, he still has some collusion with the government.

When the four thugs heard Liu Sanye's order, they immediately rushed up with a cruel smile, and the leader kicked Huan Chang and knocked him to the ground.

"If you dare to make the third master angry, we will loosen your muscles and bones today!"