Zhang Heng stared blankly at his empty table. Fortunately, he had kept the silver. Otherwise, based on the way that guy had snatched the blank paper, he would definitely not let go of the silver in his hand.
"Are you alright? I've already instructed the servants to help you find it. It's okay, don't cry. At most, I'll draw another one!”
Shui Rou looked at Zhang Heng's stunned expression and felt a little sorry for him. She patted his shoulder and comforted him softly.
Zhang Heng shook his head helplessly and sighed.""I'm not crying. It's just that in Conservation's heart, every painting is unique. No matter how much I draw, it won't look like that. Conservation won't be able to draw a painting like that anymore!”
Shui Rou frowned. Just as she was about to say that it was just a painting and that she could get someone to simulate it, she suddenly had an idea.
She seemed to have heard her teacher say that in the eyes of a true master, every painting under their hands was like their own child. If they were willing to give you a painting, it would be a great honor.
The most obvious characteristic of such a master's painting was emotion. Many people thought that the painting had to have some kind of meaning or brush technique.
However, in the eyes of a true master, those were not the main points. Their paintings were filled with emotions. Even those who did not understand painting could not say no.
Shui Rou looked at the painting in her hands. It was really beautiful. She could even see her thoughts at that time. She wanted to beat up the brat in front of her, but she was a little shy from his stare.
It would be impossible if there were no emotions in the drawing. Thinking back to the so-called manga that Zhang Heng drew earlier, the little girl blinking her eyes was simply too cute.
Looking at Zhang Heng's dejected expression, he wanted to beat the person who had snatched the painting to death. How could he steal a master's painting?
"Are you alright?"
Shui Rou asked in embarrassment. Zhang Heng shook his head. He had earned enough money today, and there was no point in selling his paintings here. Besides, he saw that some old ladies seemed to have some idea about the couplet. What if they really scolded him if they matched it?
Closing the stall!
"What are you doing?"
"I'm not drawing anymore!"
"Why?" An old lady hurriedly stopped him. She saw that he had already prepared the money for Shui Rou's drawing, but who knew that this little fellow would actually stop drawing!
"I'm not in the mood. Let's talk about it next time!”
Zhang Heng shook his head. He had earned enough money, so he would come out to sell his paintings when he ran out of money. He did not expect to earn quite a lot of money from selling paintings in ancient times. If it were not for the fact that his main source of income was the White Face Points, he would have painted like crazy.
It was just that his income was the White Face Points. He did not need silver at all. If it was not to let others know how he got his silver, he would not run out to work!
"That kid, I'll give you five hundred taels. How about you draw me one?”
Just as he was about to leave, a cold-faced woman walked over from afar. She was wearing a black robe, and her steps seemed to carry a breeze. Before Zhang Heng could say anything, she threw five notes worth 100 taels on his table.
Zhang Heng's eyes narrowed. It was not only because of the woman's lightness skill of throwing the banknotes from afar, but also because of the system notification. Attacking this woman had increased her favorability to 100, and she had gained 1,000 Face Value points. She also had the ability of a Supreme Talent.
"Silver? The silver is important, but this face is even more important. Young lady, take the silver back!”
"Tsk, my senior sister told you to draw, so you have to draw. Otherwise, I'll kill you!”
As soon as she finished speaking, a sword was placed on Zhang Heng's neck. It was a girl in pink, and she had a cold smile on her face, as if Zhang Heng had already compromised.
"Thousands of hammers chiseled out of the mountains, and the fire burned as if it were nothing. I'm not afraid of being crushed to pieces, I want to leave my innocence in the world.”
He was reciting a poem as he stared unblinkingly at the girl in pink. Anyone could tell that he would rather die than do this painting.
A hint of admiration flashed across the woman's eyes. She then nudged her sword against Zhang Heng's neck. The painting was really beautiful, but she could only stay here for two days. If this kid didn't paint, she didn't know when she would run into him again!
Even so, Zhang Heng only smiled and closed his eyes, looking as if he could kill or scrape her if he wanted to. The girl in pink was so angry that she threw her sword down and pointed at Zhang Heng.
"You have guts. If you have the ability, don't draw in the future. If I see you drawing, I'll break your hand!”
"As you wish!"
Zhang Heng nodded casually when he saw the girl in pink throw her sword away. He turned around and left, leaving the table behind and putting away the wooden board and the couplet.
Shui Rou wanted to make him stay, but seeing that he seemed to be in a bad mood, she could only stay where she was obediently. Suddenly, her heart ached.
"Rouyang, quickly let Grandma take a look at the painting. I didn't see it clearly just now. I've never seen such a charming painting before. This is a treasure. I actually bought it for fifty taels of silver!”
"Young lady, we'll pay a thousand taels of silver. Can you sell this painting to us?”
"No!"
Before Shui Rou could say anything, the old lady behind her immediately said unhappily and hugged the painting tightly in her arms. That kid was so stubborn that he wouldn't even draw it when the sword was placed on his neck. This painting was probably a one-of-a-kind.
At the very least, they were extremely hard to come by. It was not like her Shui Family lacked these things for a mere thousand taels of silver.
"We are from the Heaven's Will Pavilion. You should know the reputation of the Heaven's Will Pavilion. Even if you don't sell this thing, it won't be yours in the future!”
The girl in pink raised her eyebrows and said proudly. The old lady was stunned for a moment. The people from the Heaven Heart Pavilion were really not people that the Shui Family of Jiangnan could afford to offend. The few old ladies behind her also frowned at the same time. Why did the people from the Heaven Heart Pavilion come out? It seemed like the situation in Jiangnan was about to change!
Looking at the drawing paper in her hand, the girl in pink immediately smiled. She opened it and admired it for a while before it was grabbed and torn apart by a hand.
"Senior Sister!"
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