Shuntian Prefecture, in the small courtyard of the Ivy Tree Alley.
The long-term worker was transporting the bricks to the back of the house.
There were many bricks piled up in the back of the house.
Su Ce was going to build a saunas next to the pool.
He still had a lot of cement materials left from the last time he bought it. After mixing it, he began to build the cement foundation.
This progress would be very slow, and Su Ce did not plan to complete it overnight. He would accumulate a little bit every day and build it to the extent he could.
Su Ce squatted on the ground and piled bricks for a while before going to the front yard.
After the small courtyard of green vines was upgraded to a Grade 2 house, this courtyard had the function of nourishing people. In the past, he would cough for a long time when he did some heavy work. Now, this situation had improved.
On the left side of the front yard was an open space that Su Ce had built with bamboo sticks.
The grape seedlings were given to them by the neighbors, and every household had no shortage of them.
Su Ce inserted the grape seedlings into the soil and tied them to the rattan frame with a string.
The front yard was almost entirely green. There were all kinds of flowers planted here. It was mid-spring, and they were in full bloom.
The vermilion door was covered with dense ivy, making the small courtyard green and refreshing.
Ding! You have successfully planted grapes. Reward: Drawing Technique (Peak)
This kind of inherent technical knowledge would be directly integrated into Su Ce's mind and spread throughout his body. It was as if his mind was clear in an instant and he had mastered all the techniques. It was very mysterious.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and went to drink some tea. Then, he took out a piece of high-quality Xuan paper from his room and spread it out on the stone table in the courtyard.
There were all kinds of ink in his study. He didn't usually paint because his skills weren't very good.
Now, he decided to test the pinnacle of the technology that the system had rewarded him with.
Su Ce first used basic black ink to outline the outline of the small courtyard. All kinds of potted plants, green plants, vines, and even chicks with their heads lowered were vividly reflected on the paper.
After he finished painting, a vivid painting of a small courtyard made of ivy appeared on the paper.
Su Ce admired it seriously and felt the difference. It was indeed much better than his previous painting skills.
"Little Su."
A man's voice came from outside the door.
It was his neighbor, Uncle Ma. They were all neighbors. They would often send Su Ce some vegetables that they had grown at home.
Su Ce went to open the door and greeted him with a smile,""Uncle Ma, what's wrong?"
"Are you feeling better?" Uncle Ma asked.
Su Ce shook his head and said,"Still the same."”
Uncle Ma sighed." I know you like potted plants. I still have a few at home. I'll bring them to you. You can decorate them."”
Su Ce scratched his head in confusion and asked,""What's wrong?"
Uncle Ma sighed." Business is not good. A few months ago, I discussed with my wife about going into the salt business. I lost all my money and owed a lot of money. I have to sell the house."”
"There are some things in the house that can't be taken away. Take them, don't mind.”
In this era, it was normal to lose money in the salt business because salt was already overflowing. It was just an empty piece of paper. Who knew how long it would take to get the salt from the imperial court to sell.
Su Ce sympathized with Uncle Ma. This was a good neighbor. Ever since Su Ce moved here, Uncle Ma's family of three had provided him with food from time to time.
However, Su Ce could not do anything. The salt of the imperial court, and even the salt of the entire middle Ming Dynasty, had already been flooded. It would not be possible to reverse it overnight.
As he spoke, Uncle Ma's son moved the potted plant in.
Uncle Ma smiled and said,"Little Su, we've known each other for a long time. It might be difficult for us to meet again in the future…Oh, did you just draw the painting on the table?" Can I keep it as a souvenir?"
"Of course you can," Su Ce said hurriedly.
He walked over, put away the painting, and handed it to Uncle Ma.
Uncle Ma nodded." Alright, I won't bother you anymore. I'll go back and pack my things first."”
"Yes."
Uncle Ma returned to his room. The people who came to take over the house would come soon. He needed to clean up the house in the shortest time possible.
Not long after, the person who bought the house arrived.
"Old Ma, I've brought you three hundred taels of silver. I'll come and collect the house tomorrow. Shall we sign the deed to transfer the land today?”
Uncle Ma quickly said,"Yes, yes. Please wait a moment."”
Uncle Ma went in to get the deed.
When he came out, the businessman was admiring the painting on the table.
When he saw Uncle Ma, he hurriedly said," Old Ma, there's no hurry. This painting…can you sell it to me?"”
Sell?
Uncle Ma was stunned for a moment. He smiled and said," It's not worth much. My friend drew it. I'll keep it as a memento. I'm not selling it."”
"No…No, no, how can it be worthless? How can it be worthless?"
"Don't lie to me. I'm also in the pawn business. How about this, I'll take this painting for 800 taels. In addition, I don't want your house.”
What…what 800 taels?
Uncle Ma stood rooted to the ground in disbelief.
This wasn't drawn by any famous artist. How could it be worth so much money?
Did he see wrongly?
The other party naturally wouldn't make a mistake. He had another business and was in the pawnshop business in Shuntian Prefecture. He had seen too many painting transactions. From the overall concept of this painting, it carried a natural tranquility.
Nowadays, scholars of the Ming Dynasty were fond of this kind of painting, especially those bureaucrats who were tired of fighting in the court. They loved to collect this kind of quiet painting.
The artistic conception, the strokes, and the colors of this painting were all top-notch.
Last time, he had sold a painting for 1,100 taels of silver. The overall artistic conception of the painting was not as good as this painting.
It was a pity that this painting didn't have a signature. If it had been signed by that famous artist, this painting would have sold even more.
Of course, one shouldn't think that a painting without an inscription wouldn't be favored. In fact, more people liked this kind of painting because they only needed to stamp it and write a word, and they could take it for themselves and make it their own work.
Therefore, the value of this painting was extremely high.
Uncle Ma shook his head vigorously, his face full of shock. He quickly said,"You, wait a minute. This painting isn't mine. I'll go ask the neighbors.”
"Neighbors? Can you take me there?"
Uncle Ma shook his head." I'm sorry. My neighbor is sick and doesn't like to be disturbed. I'll ask first."”
"Good!"
Uncle Ma hurriedly knocked on Su Ce's courtyard again.
"Little Su, Little Su."
Su Ce opened the door and said,"What's wrong, Uncle Ma?" Do you need my help moving?"
Uncle Ma swallowed his saliva and hurriedly waved his hand."No, no, Little Su, that painting of yours is a treasure. Someone offered 800 taels of silver, plus my house.”
"I don't dare to take so much money. The painting is yours. I'll return it to you later.”
Su Ce was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect a painting he casually made to be so valuable.
However, since he had already given it to Uncle Ma, there was no reason for him to take it back. Moreover, if Uncle Ma could not sell the house, it would be good for him to be a good neighbor.
Su Ce smiled and shook his head. He winked at Uncle Ma and said,""We agreed on this before. Since I gave the painting to you, it naturally belongs to you. It has nothing to do with me.”
"But…"
Su Ce smiled and said," Alright, Uncle Ma can do whatever you want. But if I don't have food to eat in the future, Uncle, you have to send me some food."”
Uncle Ma quickly said," Of course, of course! Thank you, Little Su! Thank you, Little Su!"”
He was so excited that he was about to cry. He also knew that Su Ce was overestimating his self-esteem. A random painting could be sold for so much money, so how could he lack food?
"Oh, right, the doctor from the pawnshop wants to see you.”
"No need," Su Ce shook his head slightly.”
"Alright, I'll go and inform him."
"Yes, yes."
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