The next day.

Perhaps it was because of the heavy rain last night that the morning air was particularly cool. When I opened the window, a few birds were chirping on the branches of the toon tree.

Xiaoxiao changed into a sky blue gauze skirt, and the corners of the skirt were embroidered with water droplets, and a string of transparent white flowers popped out between the dark green dovetail-shaped leaves.

"The girl didn't sleep well last night. She always had to meet guests at the exhibition later. It would be better to use some powder." Xiao Dier opened a small box of fragrant powder, looked at it with a smile, and applied a thin layer on her face, and used a light crabapple red on her mouth.

The Wen family’s rose feast is about to end.

It was originally time for the end of last night that the guests had breakfast here and they had to go back to their own houses.

Therefore, this exhibition, which recorded yesterday's grand rose banquet, brought a perfect end to the banquet.

Because there are many painters, and there were so many people who were inspired yesterday that many excellent works were born, making this exhibition occupy the two large flower halls of the Wen family, the Hui Hall and the Hall of the Wen family.

Xiaoxiao, Ruan Shi, and several experienced painters in the painting club began to prepare for the exhibition early. The exhibitions in Hui Hall were mainly garden landscape paintings, and the hall was mainly figure paintings. Because there were many paintings on display, the two large flower halls and the small flower halls attached were all covered with paintings. In this case, some of the paintings were still nowhere to be placed, so they had to hang them in the garden in the open air for the time being.

After breakfast, the guests walked into the flower hall one after another.

Although this art exhibition was done by Sicun Painting Club, it was part of the rose banquet after all, so the hospitality party was still the Wen family.

Xiaoxiao just placed the leaflets printed in advance in the photo studio at a corner of the exhibition tables in each hall, and then went to the exhibition hall where he was responsible to guard the West Flower Hall affiliated to the hall and hung some smaller paintings.

"Is it just hanging the rice paper? Why is it not pasted?" Soon some guests came. Because there were too many guests pouring into the main hall, some guests entered from the adjacent exhibition hall next to them.

"Yes, this is too crude!" a wife said unconsciously.

Xiaoxiao hurried over and explained: "Because these paintings were painted at the banquet yesterday, the painters didn't even close their eyes all night to polish these paintings. If they were scribbling them overnight, the effect would definitely be poor, and I would be sorry to the buyer."

Soon a wife made a very understanding look: "It takes three to five days for ordinary paintings to be mounted! If you pay more attention to the mounting, it will probably take half a month!"

Another smart wife asked, "If you buy a painting, are you responsible for mounting the painting or do we do it ourselves?"

"Sicun Painting Club is responsible for mounting paintings, and they also use uniform mounting workers in paintings. If the wives want to frame them more exquisitely, they may have to hire a mounting worker by themselves." Xiaoxiao explained clearly.

The smart wife asked again: "Can the prices of these paintings be priced at the above price? Can they be reduced further?"

I am really a merchant’s wife. I started to inquire about the price before I saw the works I like.

The exhibition is clearly marked with prices. The cheapest painting costs ten taels per piece, and the most expensive one is as high as a thousand taels. The frontal appearance of Wen Xizi as the goddess of the sea. This painting is only exhibited but not for sale, because Mr. Wen has already paid the silver in advance.

"Look, Mrs. Chen, isn't the picture on it your daughter?" A wife quickly saw a familiar girl in a painting.

When Mrs. Chen heard this, she hurriedly looked over and saw that the painting was set against the background of the rose field. There was a group of girls who were wearing roses at each other by the field. They smiled and were each with their own charm.

"It really looks like our Qiaoer!" Mrs. Chen squinted her eyes and looked at the painting carefully. "If you look closely, it doesn't look very similar, even the color of the clothes doesn't match."

"Why don't it look like?" The previous lady said, and suddenly pointed at the painting as if she had discovered a new continent, saying, "Oh, isn't the Qiao girl next to Qiao'er?"

Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Because every painter stays in a fixed place to paint, it is inevitable to draw some tourists in to add vividness to the picture."

"If it's really my daughter, I should thank the painter for painting us Qiaoer so beautifully!" Mrs. Chen looked at the picture carefully, happily and hesitated, "If this painting fell into the hands of others, wouldn't it be..."

A wife next to her smiled and said, "Now the market is selling booklets for painting beauties everywhere, and the empress in the palace is still painted in the booklet! Besides, isn't it just a painting? You say yes, you say yes, you say no, but you don't have a name written on it!"

The lady was enlightened and smiled and stepped forward to explain: "After all, the portrait cannot be painted very similarly. Maybe the painting is painted on others!"

The enlightened wife also said, "Besides, there are several girls on this painting, but it's not just your Qiaoer! If you are worried about those who have nothing, you might as well pay to buy this painting now!"

Mrs. Chen looked at the price of this painting. It was not very expensive, so she wanted to buy it. It was also beautiful to hang it in her daughter's boudoir.

The smart wife smiled and reminded: "Why are you so anxious to buy it? You should only hang a good-looking painting for a while for more people to see it! When those who are looking at the paintings start to inquire about the girls on the paintings, it is not too late for the wife to buy it again!"

Several wives laughed and pointed at the smart wife and said, "She is a monkey spirit! No wonder her two daughters are married so well!"

Xiaoxiao was just thinking about promoting the rose banquet, Sicun Painting Association and his upcoming photo studio through the art exhibition, but he did not expect that the art exhibition would have the promotional effect of disguised blind dates, and accidentally killed two birds with one stone.

"Miss Tang, Miss Tang!" A panicked voice came over, Xiaoxiao turned around and saw that the visitor was the painter he met by Shanliting Pavilion yesterday.

"Mr. Cao?"

Cao Menghu walked up and bowed first, saying, "Miss Tang still remembers it, Menghu is not very honored!"

"Why are you so panicked?"

"The painting I am below! It is the painting that I painted for them yesterday at the request of the two girls! It started to argue!" Cao Menghu stuttered when he was nervous, and could not say the following words.

"Are they repent again and are unwilling to let someone hang their portraits? I remember reminding you yesterday and Mr. Sicun reminded all painters that such very realistic paintings must be approved by their own consent before exhibition."

Maoyaner? This woman is Maoyaner?

"Although she only looks six points like her, her clothes and dress are exactly the same as what I saw last night!" Xiao Dier said affirmatively.

Xiaoxiao looked at the withdrawal next to the painting: Zhuolian Pavilion plays the piano, the painter did not leave his name, but only a seal: The one who listened to the thunder.
Chapter completed!