There have been many pictures of people hugging Qingyi posted on the street, just like those pictures of celebrities seen in later generations.
Chen Chang looked at the sketches made with charcoal sticks. The guy who copied his sketches had improved a lot, and there was a faint tendency to surpass him.
In this regard, Chen Chang does not have a sense of urgency that he is about to catch up or even be surpassed. After all, he does not intend to set up a painting stall to make a living by painting for passers-by.
Although we don’t eat soft rice, the conditions of my wife’s family are much better than those of ordinary people.
Would you say it’s annoying?
Seeing Wang Huan also staring at Hu Qingyi's portrait, Chen Chang smiled lightly: "If you like it, I will paint one for you when I have time in the future!"
The next moment, a cannibalistic look came over me.
Wang Huan held the handle of the knife with her hands and stepped on her two slender thighs. She suddenly stood up and said to Chen Chang calmly: "Do you mean that I will be kidnapped in the future?"
"Then should I thank you first?"
Chen Chang looked at her swan-like long and elegant neck, and saw that her neck was slender and white, her throat was smooth and had no protrusions, and a murderous aura gradually spread from her body.
"Uh..." Chen Chang suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and quickly explained.
I just want to draw you a portrait that can show your beauty and figure, Miss Wang, and I have no other ideas.
"Hmph!" Miss Wang said with undisguised disgust, "If you dare to draw me, I will chop off your hands!"
"Have you ever treated an old artist with both virtue and skill like this?" Chen Chang muttered in his throat.
This street is not spacious, but it can still allow three carriages to run parallel to each other. The road is paved with bluestone slabs. Because cattle and carriages pass by all year round, some places are already full of potholes and have been filled by last night's rain. There are shops and houses on both sides.
Row upon row, bustling with pedestrians.
This clearly gave Chen Chang the feeling of arriving at a bus station or train station in future generations.
What a familiar smell!
The closer we get to the line of carriages and horses, the louder the noise becomes.
Some are calling for the guys to move the goods, while others are bargaining.
The noisy sounds, the mixed smell of horse dung, cow dung and sweat, the chaotic figures, everything is so real.
Chen Chang couldn't help but look at the expressionless Miss Wang.
Speaking of the scene in front of me, only Miss Wang was a bit disobedient.
How could a wealthy lady like her belong in this place?
When Chen Chang looked away, Miss Wang glanced over secretly. The scholar didn't seem to be disgusted with such a messy place.
It’s really different from those scholars.
Chen Chang did not walk directly into the carriage house, but walked around twice in the surrounding streets, seemingly aimlessly wandering, which also puzzled Wang Huan.
We've reached the door. Why don't you go in quickly? What kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd?
It wasn't until he walked around for the third time that Chen Chang stopped and looked at the plaque on the door: Zhang Ji Carriage and Horse Racing!
As soon as they entered the carriage house, Chen Chang and Wang Huan heard a shirtless man grumbling and complaining. Seven or eight muscular men were sitting around the man, with a dark and shiny picture in the middle.
A short table with several coarse porcelain bowls placed on it.
At this time, it was still early in the sky and the sun was shining fiercely. There were still a few people hiding under the eaves of the house and taking a nap.
This surprised Chen Chang and Wang Huan. It was very lively with people outside and horses neighing, but when they entered the carriage house, it was a completely different scene.
"Nowadays, ordinary people can't live well. We, who drive cars, can barely live on the money we earn in a year. Not to mention the continuous tax increases from above, even these wealthy families are bullying us in different ways.
It is a rule for businessmen to rent carriages and horses for transportation. Although the prices paid by the powerful ones are fair, they will not compensate for damage to the carriages and horses. Tell me, if this continues, our horses and oxen will be injured and disabled, and the frames of the carriages will be damaged.
Who else will rent our carriages and horses..."
The shirtless man became more and more angry as he talked, frothing and spitting, his neck was stiff, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.
He was also surrounded by five or six muscular men, all with angry expressions.
Wang Huan reminded in a low voice: "These people should all be drivers."
Chen Chang nodded. Several men still had riding whips stuck in their waists, and their identities were self-evident.
The two of them did not step forward immediately, but just stood aside and listened.
Someone said to the shirtless man: "It's not easy to make money in the horse racing business, so why not find other ways to do it on the street"
The shirtless man continued: "Have you noticed that the streets are full of silhouettes of a woman? I heard that she is a young lady from a wealthy family in Jiangling City. The newlyweds were kidnapped by gangsters, and her husband spent a lot of money.
A lot of money is spent to find someone, tsk tsk tsk... Brothers, keep your eyes open and don't let the money slip away in vain."
Someone interjected: "I just came back from Jiangling. The city of Jiangling is full of shadow figures. I heard that a lot of people are hired to look for it. Big money, absolutely big money..."
Another person said: "It seems that this young man has a deep affection for his wife and is willing to spend a lot of money to find her."
"That's right, I heard that Miss Lou is a famous talented woman in Jiangling. She is beautiful and well-educated. Tsk tsk tsk... If you have such a wife, you will have to spend all your money to find her."
"It's not like going bankrupt. Although the Lou family is not a top-notch family in Gangneung, they still have some financial resources, so it won't hurt their muscles and bones."
At this time, the shirtless man continued: "Brothers, I heard that Miss Lou's husband has arrived in Jiangling and has brought an agent from Jiangling Yamen. It is said that the agent's surname is Wang. He is very powerful and has extraordinary power. In recent years,
There are quite a few big thieves and snitches who have fallen into his hands. Just take Zheng Qiaoer, the big thief from the Treasury, who made a lot of rumors in the past two years, and he still obeyed the law."
Someone urged impatiently: "Tell me quickly, how did he catch Zheng Qiaoer?"
"Zheng Qiao'er flew up and down walls, flying over eaves and walls. He was very good at lightness skills. When he saw someone chasing him, he jumped up the wall in an attempt to escape. On a wall that was more than one foot high, Detective Wang was also very good at it. He jumped up in one step.
It’s really lighter than a civet cat.”
The shirtless man spattered and said: "Hey, how could Zheng Qiaoer be so willing to be captured without any help? Looking back, a concealed weapon Qingzi came at him. That Detective Wang was even more incredible. He kicked and kicked in the air between the rabbit and the falcon.
He caught one of the opponent's darts with his mouth and almost made Zheng Qiaoer roll off the wall in shock..."
"Zheng Qiao'er, must be a female snitch?"
The shirtless man said: "Exactly, I heard that she is as beautiful as a fairy, charming and charming, that face, that figure... I don't know how many times better than those yellow-faced women in your family, hehe, those courtesans in brothels are just afraid
It's not as good as it is..."
This chapter has been completed!