After Li Qingyu finished her compliments, she looked at Wen Jiu with a proud look on her face.

He thought that if he could make Mr. Mu happy, the house price might be even cheaper.

Wen Jiu will definitely be happy once the house price becomes cheaper. He will cook a lot of delicious food for them and give them a salary increase as a reward, then he will be so happy that he will fly.

All in all, everyone is happy when Wen Jiu shows off his skills.

"Oh? Xiaoyou Wen's calligraphy is so good?" Mr. Mu smiled with interest, "In that case, how about asking Xiaoyou Wen to write a calligraphy to open my eyes?"

Although he felt that what Wen Jiu said just now was reasonable, he did not think that the other party's calligraphy was excellent.

You must know that it takes a lot of effort to become good at calligraphy. The calligraphers he knows are all old men in their fifties and sixties.

Even the youngest one is over thirty years old this year.

And Wen Jiu is just a teenage girl, so she is considered good if she can write fluently with calligraphy.

But if we really talk about calligraphy attainments, they cannot be compared with those of calligraphy masters.

But the little boy next to him said so, so it was hard for him to say anything to undermine the other person's confidence.

It's better to follow the child's wishes first. Then he can take a random picture and compare it, and he can see which one is stronger and which one is weaker.

Hearing this, Wen Jiu first responded with a smile, and then inadvertently glared at Li Qingyu.

She came to see the house, not to perform. Why did she act like she was having a meal with relatives during the Chinese New Year?

Although she knew that the other party also had good intentions and wanted to please Mr. Mu so that he could negotiate for a better price.

But...forget it, I've already done everything I should, and I can't go back on my word.

So she walked to the desk in the main hall, laid out the white paper, and skillfully added water to grind the ink.

Then he picked up a pen and wrote something eloquently.

After she finished writing, Li Qingyu whispered, "Shi Yalan Xiang?"

"Yes, Shiya is fragrant with orchids," Wen Jiu silently took a step aside, "Why does Shiya need to be big? It doesn't have much fragrance of flowers."

As soon as she stepped back to the side, Mr. Mu squeezed to the desk with great excitement, his eyes filled with wonder.

"What a wonderful calligraphy! This is really a good calligraphy!" The other party praised it quite happily, "The lines are flowing smoothly, and the strokes are like clouds of smoke. The strokes are powerful and the strokes are finished cleverly! It is really a masterpiece!"

Seeing this, Li Zeyu silently came to Wen Jiu's side, "It seems that there is no problem in discussing the price later. We may be able to push the price down."

Although the selling price given by Mr. Mu is not high, it is good to save a little,

"Really? Can a piece of calligraphy have this effect?" The other party still maintained a calm expression, "If it is so magical, why not change my career to sell calligraphy."

Hearing this, Li Zeyu sighed heavily, "You are doing what you want. Of course it will work. As for selling words... I don't think it is necessary. You should just sell desserts."

While the two were chatting in a low voice, Mr. Mu suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

Within a few seconds, the other party smiled and gave Wen Jiu a fist-cup salute, "Little friend Wen, I was too arrogant before. Please don't blame me."

"It's okay. Grandpa Mu is a man of character at first glance. It's normal for him to have some arrogance."

This was the first time that Lizeyu saw Wen Jiu's ability to talk about people and ghosts.

What the other party said was so clever. It not only relieved Mu Lao's embarrassment, but also invisibly elevated Mu Lao's identity.

Fortunately, he was still worried that Wen Jiu would say the wrong thing and offend Mr. Mu, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually good at coaxing people with sweet words.

"Hahahaha~ Little friend Wen really wins my heart!" Mr. Mu is now more and more pleased with Wen Jiu. "I wonder if little friend Wen has any experience in painting. It just so happens that I got a new lotus painting by Master Yu."
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As he spoke, he ordered the robot butler to fetch the lotus picture, and then he excitedly opened it and invited Wen Jiu to come and view it.

To his great surprise, the other party actually knew how to appreciate paintings.

"The author of this lotus picture has superb painting skills, but there are some deficiencies in the coloring, which fails to show the elegance of the lotus."

Hearing this, he quickly nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, yes, yes! I think so too, but those old men insisted that it was my bad eyesight! They made me so angry that I wanted to beat them up... I didn't even want to care about them.

Got it!"

His hobbies are planting flowers, raising fish, and collecting some ancient Chinese calligraphy and painting ornaments.

However, many of his old friends have the hobby of collecting objects, so they often compete in private to see who has the better collection.

He originally didn't want to take a photo of this lotus picture, because he thought it was beautiful, but after looking at it for a long time, he found it a bit uninteresting.

However, in order to win the praise of his old friends, he still took a picture of a lotus by Master Yu. But everyone thought that his aesthetics was not good enough, so they thought this lotus picture was not attractive.

He had been depressed about this for a long time. Unexpectedly, when he met Wen Jiu, he revealed the problem of the lotus picture in one sentence, which made him feel suddenly enlightened.

There is a saying that bosom friends don't come often, and Wen Jiu's calligraphy skills are quite high, even better than those of other calligraphers. He couldn't help but have the idea of ​​making friends with the other person.

"Little friend Wen, since you and I are so destined, I will sell you this house at a cheap price!" Mr. Mu smiled and stroked his beard, "I just have a small request. I wonder if little friend Wen can agree to it."
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Hearing this, Wen Jiu did not nod anxiously, but smiled back and asked: "Grandpa Mu, please tell me what the request is first. I'm afraid that I can't do it with my ability, so as not to make Grandpa Mu happy in vain."

Although she wanted to buy a new house at a lower price, Mr. Mu only met her once.

The other party suddenly showed his good intentions, and she didn't dare to agree directly at this time.

If Mr. Mu made a request that was difficult to fulfill, wouldn't it be embarrassing if she agreed directly?

"Little friend Wen doesn't need to belittle yourself, it's just a small request," the other party smiled and pointed to the lotus picture on the desk, "Since little friend Wen is so accomplished in calligraphy, he must not be far behind in painting, right?"<

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"I admire Xiaoyou Wen's calligraphy and painting very much, and I just want to see Xiaoyou Wen's paintings again. I hope that Xiaoyou Wen can send me an autographed painting when he has time in the future, so that I can open my eyes."

Just by listening to Wen Jiu's comments on the lotus painting, Mu Lao knew that Wen Jiu's painting ability was definitely not bad.

Coupled with the filter blessing of the previous calligraphy and painting, it made him want to get a Wenjiu painting.
Chapter completed!