Time passed by, and Zhuo Yifan had been working as a fireman for two years without realizing it. In the past two years, the old woodcutter never appeared again, and no one came to trouble him. The old woodcutter left without saying goodbye, and He Xinlan also
It was very helpless. Therefore, the position of general manager of the fire room naturally fell on Zhuo Yifan.
In two years, the fire room has changed a lot. There are several more vents. It is not as hot as before, and the food has become richer than before. Except for Huo Cun and Wang Yuanchun, the other brothers also
They changed batch after batch, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the young man who sat quietly in the corner and lit the fire every day. Although he had become the general manager and could be exempted from the work of lighting the fire, Zhuo Yifan still worked every day.
Never stopped.
Because of this, even though the fire house has changed many people, everyone who works here has sincere respect for this young manager. Even if some people can't stand it and change jobs in Longkongxuan,
On weekdays, whenever he sees Zhuo Yifan, he will shout: "Mr. Zhuo, take care of it."
After two years of hard work and experience in the human world, the childishness on the young man's face has faded away a lot, becoming less delicate and more determined. His body has also become stronger.
During the day, Zhuo Yifan lit a fire and worked, and at night he went to the painting studio in Dongcheng to rest and paint. As for the foreman's cabin next to the fire house, it became a place for leisure for the brothers in the fire house. Those who are tired can relax here.
After taking a bath, chatting about household chores, or even just taking a rest, He Xinlan would send someone to clean it every day.
Let’s talk about the painting studio in Dongcheng. When Zhuo Yifan decided to open a painting studio here, both Liu Changqing and Beitang Xian were surprised.
At the beginning, the painting studio was very deserted. In order to create a low-key and quiet atmosphere, Zhuo Yifan even fired a burst of firecrackers. Even the neighbors of the shop knew that the leather shop had changed its owner and had been transformed into a painting studio.
It was already three days before I left home.
Everyone's initial impression of this painting house was not deep. Some people said that it was like a ghost shop that unknowingly settled in Dongcheng and appeared.
Three days after the opening of the painting studio, someone finally noticed it. When they walked in and took a look, they found that the paintings here were divided into three major categories: various forms of human beings, wild beasts, raptors, and demons and monsters. There were many types of paintings.
But no matter which category it is, everyone is amazed and sighs that the skills are so weird!
Those who paint people, paint women, and compete in the beauty competition. From their movements, to their expressions, to their clothes, they are all beautiful and lovely. Some of the men painted are handsome scholars, some are martial knights, and some are
This is the norm for hundreds of families, with the intimacy and warmth of mother and son, and the peace of grandfather and grandson having fun together.
As for those who draw animals, not to mention those who draw monsters, the vicious fangs, fine teeth, scales and hair are all vivid. Some are kissing and clawing, and some are grinning. They are rampant, ferocious, and terrifying.
, after looking at it for a long time, people almost have the illusion of jumping out of it.
These paintings are so ferocious and shocking that many people dare not take a closer look, but many people still notice that the paintings of wild beasts, birds of prey, and monsters and ghosts, whether they are birds of prey or the transformed monsters and monsters, do not have eyes painted on them.
There were many literati and bachelors who came to the painting studio, and naturally there were also painters who came to observe. These painters were all experts and naturally knew the quality of the paintings. They immediately wanted to buy a few and go back to figure out the painting method and do some research.
"Shop, how much do these paintings cost?" A young painter pointed at the selected paintings.
Zhuo Yifan glanced at it, smiled slightly, pointed at a small wooden sign, and said, "Go and see for yourself."
This small wooden sign was hanging on the door knocker. It was very inconspicuous. After hearing Zhuo Yifan's words, many people focused their attention on it. They saw the young painter walking to the door in two or two steps, picking up the small wooden sign and reading it. After taking a quick look, he actually kicked the door open, cursed and left angrily.
Seeing the work of the young painter, many people in the house secretly sneered, thinking that it was just a few paintings. The paintings were so good but the price was a little more expensive, so it wouldn't be like this, right? However, when they saw the wood in confusion, When the price was listed on the sign, everyone went crazy, because the cheapest painting in this painting house cost one hundred taels of gold!
As a result, many people who had promised not to be angry before kicked the door open and left one by one at this moment.
In this way, on the first day when the painting house really received guests, all the visitors left unhappy, and some even kept making filthy words and explicitly cursed the painting house to close down as soon as possible. Zhuo Yifan paid no attention to these people. Take the attitude of letting it go and laughing it off.
Although this day was not going well, the reputation of this rich painting house was completely established amidst the gossips in Dongcheng.
But despite his famous name, Zhuo Yifan is notorious as the owner of a painting studio. Many people say that he is a lunatic who is crazy about money.
However, things happened as quickly as they came. After that day, something happened that stunned everyone.
That evening, Zhuo Yifan finished his work in the fire room and came to the painting studio early. Different from the deserted situation of the previous few days, many people gathered in front of the painting studio at this moment. Not to mention the huge crowds, it was also crowded and lively.
Zhuo Yifan took a few steps closer, wondering what was going on, when he saw an old man pacing anxiously at the entrance to the house, with several carriages parked beside him.
"Brother Liu, why are you here?" Zhuo Yifan saw the person coming and went to greet him.
"Look, this is the lunatic selling paintings!"
Everyone immediately recognized Zhuo Yifan, and at the same time they couldn't help but murmur in their hearts. This man is really crazy! He actually called himself a brother to the current imperial master, a first-grade bachelor of Beitang. Who does he think he is? Although he was not angry in his heart, there were people around him. Everyone didn't say anything, just waiting to see the lunatic make a fool of himself.
"Brother Lin, you're here, but you made it easy for me to wait!" Under the astonished gazes of everyone around him, Liu Changqing rushed to Zhuo Yifan in a few steps and bowed respectfully.
Early this morning, Liu Changqing received a message. It said that a notorious painting studio had opened in Dongcheng District. When he asked the reason, he found out that the paintings sold in this painting studio were extremely expensive, with the cheapest ones costing hundreds of gold. Originally, Liu Changqing did not He was not interested, but he didn't know that just because this painting house sells paintings for a thousand dollars, his eyes suddenly brightened. Because at this moment, he could already judge who the owner of this painting house was! With this kind of behavior and style, besides that person, there were also Who could it be?
He immediately explained the situation to Beitangxian. Due to various reasons, Beitangxian could not come in person, but after Liu Changqing got the permission, he put down his important tasks and hurried over. He also had several vehicles behind him. The carriage was prepared to be used to decorate the paintings. This posture also attracted many people to watch. When people saw clearly that the person coming was Liu Changqing, they were all surprised. They couldn't imagine that a dignified first-class bachelor of Beitang was more noble than the prime minister. What are you doing in this art studio owned by a madman?
"Brother Liu is coming, so you don't need to inform him in advance. I can just put down my work and come over." Zhuo Yifan bowed and returned the salute, smiling.
"You boy, you really deserve a beating. You didn't discuss such a big matter with your brothers before taking matters into your own hands." Liu Changqing looked at Zhuo Yifan pretending to be angry, then laughed and cursed.
Everyone present was a little stupid! This young man actually talked with Liu Changqing as his equal? Who is he?
"Looking at Brother Liu's attitude, he seems to have come prepared." Zhuo Yifan looked at the five royal carriages and shrugged helplessly.
Just when people were extremely stunned and had not yet realized the relationship between this young man and Liu Changqing, they saw Liu Changqing pointing at the five carriages and laughing: "That's natural! Today, just watch me treat you like this
Evacuate the studio!"
Hearing this sentence, everyone in the venue suddenly froze and turned to stone! (To be continued.)