The Little Girl's Drawing Isn't Even As Good As My Old Cheng's!
They arrived at Qingyang City safely.
Qin Wenjun walked forward slowly, curiously looking at everything in the city. She was a quiet person and liked the quiet places in the valley. She had almost never been to a bustling place like the city.
Although she was curious, her self-control was quite strong. She only took a few more glances before she regained her composure.
He thought of the two purposes of coming to Qingyang City today. The first purpose was to buy some herbs that his father had instructed him to buy. The second was to sell the painting he had made.
She had to choose one of the two things first. Without hesitation, she chose to sell the painting first.
As long as he got the money to buy herbs, he could subsidize his family expenses. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but quicken her pace, wanting to find a place to sell paintings.
He was unfamiliar with this place and asked many uncles and aunts. When they heard that he was going to sell calligraphy and paintings, all of them grinned.
"Little girl, this is River Province, a border pass. We are all busy making a living. Sometimes, we can't even solve the problem of food and clothing. How can we like this kind of calligraphy?!”
"These paintings should be sold to those merchants and dignitaries, but unfortunately, the dignitaries of Qingyang City have long run away."
"Little girl, if you want to sell calligraphy and paintings? I'm afraid we won't be able to find a buyer."
In the end, she came to the conclusion that there were no stalls selling poetry and books. There was no such thing!
However, she did not believe it either. What if?
Therefore, she mustered up her courage and found a wine shop to take out the painting she was sitting on.
She believed that those who could afford to enter and eat in restaurants were considered rich in Qingyang City.
However,
The reality was,
The person who could afford a restaurant didn't know calligraphy!
Although she kept waving, no one stopped to look at the calligraphy in her hand.
She muttered in distress,"Father still has foresight. He knows that no one in Qingyang City knows calligraphy and painting!"”
"If no one comes to buy it, then I can only use the money that father gave me before he left.”
she muttered to herself.
"Moreover, I've been selling here for a long time. I have to go back early. Father is waiting to boil herbs with Mother.”
At this moment, another figure appeared in front of her. She subconsciously handed over the calligraphy painting in her hand and said,"Uncle, can you stop for a moment and look at the calligraphy and painting?”
......
"Uncle?"
Li Shi Min stopped in his tracks. He wasn't attracted by the painting, but by the name.
He should already have grandchildren at his age, yet he was called uncle by a little girl?
Li Shi Min suddenly felt younger.
He couldn't help but turn his head and look at the girl in front of him. Although she was covered with a veil, the moment he saw those big eyes, he was instantly stunned.
Her pair of lively eyes, coupled with her outfit today, made her look like a seven or eight-year-old little girl, but her temperament was quite outstanding.
"Young lady, are you selling calligraphy and paintings?”Li Shi Min responded and stopped beside her.
Qingyang City didn't have a county magistrate, so Li Shimin asked Fang Xuanling to make a cameo.
As for what he wanted to do?
Naturally, he would focus on finding his daughter, Princess Chang Le!
He had already ordered some Shadow Guards from Chang 'an to investigate the cities and towns in Hezhou. Now that there were traces, he believed that he would be able to find his daughter.
As for why he came to the restaurant today?
Since he had nothing to do in the county office, he might as well go out for a walk and get some news.
Especially this restaurant.
It was a place where information circulated. If he sat here and drank a little wine to listen to the news of these people, he might be able to find some clues.
However, he did not expect to meet a little girl who handed him a calligraphy painting before he even entered.
Seeing the girl's face full of desire, Li Shi Min, who had a good impression of her, asked with a smile,"Little girl, why are you selling paintings again? Who made this painting?"
"Uncle, I painted this painting myself. After selling this painting, I'll go buy some for Father and Mother.”Qin Wenjun replied.
Hearing this,
Li Shimin was stunned, and the desire to open the painting in his hand completely disappeared. What kind of painting could this seven or eight-year-old girl draw? It was fine if he did not look at it.
However, this girl's filial piety made him feel relieved. The figure of Princess Chang Le involuntarily appeared in his mind.
When my daughter was young, she also knew how to dote on me
"Good!"
"Your filial piety is very comforting. I'll buy this painting of yours.”
"Really?"
After waiting for so long, Qin Wenjun's painting was finally sold. He narrowed his eyes and stretched out his small hand."One hundred wen."
" 100 coins." Cheng Yaojin's mouth twitched.
Li Shiming smiled and waved his hand behind him. Cheng Yaojin reluctantly took out a hundred wen and handed it to Qin Wenjun.
After paying, Li Shimin handed the painting to Qin Wenjun, who was confused.
Li Shimin explained,"I'm just admiring your filial piety."
Qin Wenjun's face fell when he heard that, but he also took out the money and said,""If this uncle doesn't accept the painting, then I can't accept the money.”
"Good, good, good."
"And a little girl with a temper!”
Li Shi Min laughed and kept the painting.
Qin Wenjun smiled again and quickly ran away with the money.
Looking at her back, Li Shimin said,""You're a well-behaved little girl."
Cheng Yaojin, who was beside him, jumped and said with a depressed expression,"Your Majesty, a hundred wen. What kind of painting did this little girl make? Hey! Is it worth a hundred wen?"
"The standard of a seven or eight-year-old painting is probably not even comparable to my Old Cheng's!”
"What do you know, silly thing? Zhen is looking at this little girl's filial piety.”Li Shimin glared at Cheng Yaojin and threw the painting to him.
To be honest, he didn't even need to look at the painting. It was probably just as Cheng Yaojin had said, he wasn't of any standard.
Li Shimin didn't look,
Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but look at it after receiving it.
After all, this was a hundred wen!
But when he opened it,
When he looked over, he was stunned.
Then, he couldn't help but exclaim,"This painting, this painting is divine!”
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