Back Off, Let Me Come

"The shopkeeper."

She tied the motorcycle to the door of the bookstore and trotted in. The shopkeeper was lowering his head to make an abacus, and only raised his head when he heard the young man's clear voice, swept around without any trace, then lowered his head again, making his abacus. He asked faintly, "What kind of brochure does the guest officer want to buy?"

Shen Tang raised his finger and pointed to the sign outside the door where the manuscripts were collected.

Above is a notice to accept artworks at high prices.

"The shopkeeper wants to accept manuscripts? What's the price?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the fingers of the shopkeeper who was planning the abacus froze like clouds and flowing water, and the "popping" sound of the beads colliding with each other stopped abruptly, with a lingering aftertaste.

He raised his head, first paused to confirm something on her face, and then smiled meaningfully: "The guest officer wants to sell paintings?"

Shen Tang nodded: "Yes, yes, I want to try."

Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper shook his head: "Guest officer, I'm afraid you won't be able to give me the painting that the store wants. It's not suitable. Why don't you go to another place to have a look."

"I draw, shopkeeper you buy, is this inappropriate?"

The shopkeeper couldn't help laughing, and felt that Shen Tang was too young to understand, so he changed his euphemism: "For this job, small shops usually look for older married painters, who don't have high requirements for painting skills. However, age and experience are the most important."

Shen Tang hadn't turned the corner at first, but when he heard the reminder that "age and experience are the most important", his expression turned weird.

She frowned and twitched, and hinted back gently: "Oh, so that's what it means. Ahem, I understand what the shopkeeper means, but sometimes age and experience really don't matter so much. I think knowledge reserve and insight more important."

The shopkeeper choked: "You understand?"

Shen Tang asked back: "Why do I not understand?"

Anyway, he is also a "playboy" in Qishan's mouth who "walks on horses on Zhangtai, leans on the red and nestles in the green, is romantic and unrestrained, and plays in the world". Shen Tang felt that he should have had the job of Mi Xi Tu before.

As we all know, she was an ordinary painter before time travel, a house girl who supported her family by her handicraft.

In her meager memories, her scope of business should be quite broad - from cheap private profile pictures to more expensive commercial manuscripts, drawing emoticons, and making fan pictures. Regardless of whether it is a knowledgeable person or a high-profile person, there are all involved.

In terms of painting skills, it can't compare with those big masters who make people want to offer their knees, but it shouldn't be difficult to make a living.

She has an enigmatic confidence in her professional skills.

The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, could it be that he had misread it?

When I thought that I had hung up this notice for a few days and no one came to recommend me, and the client was pressing me hard. It was rare for someone to come at this moment, so I might as well let him give it a try. Anyway, I hand in the drawing first and then settle the money. If the drawing is not good or makes people unsatisfied, I have no loss.

The shopkeeper pondered for a few breaths, and decided to let Shen Tang have a try.

There are some ugly things to say first, such as the method of settlement, such as the content requirements of the painting. This time, the secret play picture requested by the client has specific requirements. The client is the number one servant of Yuehua Building, and the request is to use him as the protagonist to draw a set of secret drama pictures of portraits that are lustful but not sexual.

Shen Tang didn't pay attention to other content for the time being.

She only heard the word "Yuehualou"—isn't that a coincidence, Yuehualou is the unit where Mr. Chu works.

"Yuehualou is these three words?"

Using fingers to form a brush, dipped some tea and wrote the three characters "Yuehualou" on the wooden case, flamboyant and phoenix-dancing, with a heroic spirit rushing towards the face, wild but not chaotic, and the overall look is pleasing to the eye.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he was a little more looking forward to it.

The handwriting is like this, presumably the painting skills are not bad.

"Yes, yes, it is this Yuehua building."

There is only one Yuehua Building in Xiaocheng.

Shen Tang asked again: "The secret play of the portrait is not a problem, and other requirements are also available, but——I have never seen that girl."

The shopkeeper waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this."

Under normal circumstances, the owner of the portrait will meet with the painter. If he is not very famous, he will put down his figure and dress up carefully to serve as a model for the painter, just to make the painting look good.

You must know that asking an artist to draw a picture of a secret play is not something that all the bustards can do. It is usually the treatment that only the top card or quasi-top card of Goulan Washe is, and this is also for the sake of fame.

One is to consolidate popularity, and the other is to attract potential patrons.

If the pictures of the secret play are well sold and sold well, then as they grow older and youthful, they can also rely on this to earn some rations.

In conclusion--

Kind of like a personal portrait.

The uplifting posture is not the point, the point is to highlight the beauty of the characters.

Shen Tang learned a lot: "Then I'll come back later?"

The shopkeeper said: "What are you doing later? It's just right to go now."

Surprised, Shen Tang turned his head and glanced at Lie Yang outside.

"Now? By day?"

Even if she doesn't remember much, she knows that daytime is not suitable.

The shopkeeper laughed and said: "That waiter is a famous person. If the young lady goes there at night, he has no time to entertain you, let alone paint. That kind of place is really messy, and it is not suitable for the young lady to set foot in the evening. At this hour most suitable."

Shen Tang had no doubts about this.

only--

"The shopkeeper is very familiar with Yuehua Building?"

The shopkeeper replied casually: "Familiarity is not counted. After all, there are so many Goulan cottages in Xiaocheng, and they have cooperated with any of them. It's just that Yuehua Building is famous and the business is easy to get in touch with."

Shen Tang looked thoughtful, and asked again: "If... I want to buy a handyman in Yuehua Building, how much will it cost?"

The shopkeeper saw that she was asking seriously, and after a little brainstorming, he imagined the ethical drama of "the younger brother and sister are in the mud, and the poor painter stepped forward to buy them". After all, apart from this reason, normal people would not spend unreasonable money to buy handymen working in such a place.

"Well, it generally depends on whether the handyman is male or female, old or young, and the conditions are different, and the price is different." Hiring a painter who can be used is also an explanation to the customer. The shopkeeper is very happy and doesn't mind. Shen Tang asked east and west, "It's just that those who go to the cottages know that they are all black except for their white skin. price."

Shen Tang murmured: "That's right, if you want to get out of this kind of place that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, you really have to take off a layer of skin."

She has a bold idea.

If Mr. Chu is willing, she wants to buy him.

Qi Yuanliang, the "guiding NPC", will fly away someday, won't he be able to take over Qi Shan's class if he buys that old Mr. Chu?

She didn't know Mr. Chu's address, but if she went to his workplace, she would definitely be blocked by people. If she could escape, the monk could not escape the temple.

Shen Tang thought that the "many" in the shopkeeper's statement "There are so many Goulan cottages in Xiaocheng" was a false word, exaggerated, but he never expected it to be the truth. In the central area of ​​Xiaocheng, there are five long streets on both sides of this kind of business.

It's just that it's daytime now, and the streets are deserted and deserted.

She was speechless: "This, so many?"

The shopkeeper looked familiar.

"The county government encourages construction, can it not be much?"

"The county government encourages...construction?"

Shen Tang was stunned for a moment.

The shopkeeper led Shen Tang to stop in front of a brand-new building, asked her to wait outside, went in to explain why he came, and came out after a while and said: "It just so happens that the one just woke up and can come after putting on makeup. Let's Go to the tea shop facing the street and open a private room and wait."

(σ)σ:*☆In the next chapter, you can see Tangmei's soul painting skills.