Whether it is medicine for healing or medicinal materials for cultivation, a lot of money is needed.
For this reason, ten days ago, Li Yizhi pawned the brocade clothes he was wearing and changed into an ordinary Qingshang.
Li Yizhi asked: "How much money do we have left?"
Xu Ziling said hurriedly: "There are still one tael of silver and fifty-three five-baht coins."
Li Yizhi nodded and said, "Go and buy a brush, ten pieces of good paper, and various colors of paint."
Kou Zhong asked in confusion: "Boss Li, why did you buy these things? They are very expensive."
Xu Ziling suddenly said: "You are so stupid, Mr. Zhong. Mr. Li will naturally use these things to do business, such as selling paintings or something. Otherwise, what will we do next? Are we drinking the northwest wind?"
Li Yizhi waved his hand and said: "Hurry up and go. The weather is good today. The sun is warm and the spring breeze is gentle. I think there will be many people traveling."
Yangzhou, outside the east city.
Indeed, as Li Yizhi said, there are a lot of people traveling today.
There were not only ordinary citizens, but also many disciples from wealthy families, either riding tall horses or riding in this gorgeous carriage.
Li Yizhi sat at the table, closing his eyes and relaxing.
Kou Zhong and Kou Zhong were shouting hard, but it had been more than an hour and no one came forward.
Kou Zhong looked up at their flagpole, which read "One Thousand Liang of Silver for a Painting." He couldn't help but feel his liver hurting, and said: "Boss Li, isn't a thousand tael of silver too exaggerated? How about we lower it a bit?"
, how about one tael of silver?"
Xu Ziling nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, Boss Li, this is a thousand taels of silver, enough to buy a large yard."
Li Yizhi did not open his eyes, but simply said: "How can I sell my paintings at such a low price?"
At this time, two people just walked over.
One of the girls said: "What a loud tone. In that case, let me draw a picture for you. If it is not good, then don't blame me for overturning your stall."
Li Yizhi opened his eyes, and there were two people standing in front of him.
The girl is wearing a goose-yellow skirt. She has a graceful figure, delicate facial features, and skin as fair as jade, with a hint of savagery.
The young man next to her hurriedly said: "Mr. Haihan, my sister-in-law is outspoken, but she actually has no ill intentions. If you bother to write, you will not be spared the retouching fee."
Li Yizhi smiled softly and said: "It doesn't matter. If this lady is not satisfied, I don't have to overthrow her, and I have no shame in staying here."
After saying this, Li Yizhi picked up the brush, dipped it in paint, lowered his head and started painting, focusing on the brush.
For him now, there is actually no difference between using a brush and a pencil.
At the same time, with just one glance, he had already recorded the appearance of the girl in front of him in his mind, without even having to raise his head.
Song Yuzhi, a girl in a yellow dress, snorted coldly, glanced at the young Song Shidao, and said: "Brother, look, this man is just a swindler, and he only paid a thousand taels of silver. Since he wants to paint my portrait, he doesn't even raise his head to look at me."
"Yuzhi, don't disturb Mr. Painting. Since he dares to ask for a thousand taels of silver for a painting, he certainly has the confidence." Song Shidao frowned.
Although he couldn't see the depth of Li Yizhi, he always felt as if he was facing his father Song Que, with a deep majesty hidden in him.
Such a person probably has an extraordinary background, so how could he be a charlatan?
Song Yuzhi curled his lips and glanced at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling.
The two of them also looked embarrassed, praying secretly in their hearts that Mr. Li would not destroy the sign.
But soon, a look of surprise appeared on Song Yuzhi's face, because her outline was already visible on the paper, and she couldn't help but read it carefully.
Among the people passing by, many people gradually gathered around, and more and more people gathered.
Half an hour later, Li Yizhi finally put down his brush, while everyone around him was shocked and stared blankly at the drawing paper.
The painting shows a girl wearing a goose-yellow skirt, with a hint of coquettishness in her expression, but it is not annoying, but gives people an innocent and cute feeling.
The eyebrows are like willow leaves, the eyes are like water, and there is an aura of elegance; the corners of the mouth are raised, revealing a few teeth, as if there is a voice coming from the painting.
And the most important thing is that this is not a mainstream painting of a beautiful woman, but a complete portrait. The portrait is indistinguishable from the real person, just like a living person.
Such a painting method has an extremely strong impact on the hearts of people in this era.
Song Yuzhi looked at the portrait infatuatedly, his face turned red, and he murmured to himself: "Am I so beautiful?"
Boom! Boom!
The crowd suddenly exploded, and there was a lot of discussion.
"Oh my god, this portrait looks so similar, it's exactly the same!"
"The most amazing thing is that the gentleman did not raise his head from the beginning to the end, which shows that the other party has already memorized the lady's appearance and all other details."
"You haven't hit the point at all. Such a novel painting method can be said to have opened up a new field. He is destined to be famous throughout the ages. I am afraid that even Gu Kaizhi of the Jin Dynasty will never be able to compare with him."
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An aristocratic lady in a gorgeous ruqi suddenly screamed: "Sir, I also want to draw a painting."
Afterwards, many young ladies from wealthy families around asked for portraits.
Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling also recovered and hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, please come here and line up for those who want to paint. Come one by one. By the way, prepare the money, we will not default. By the way.
Brother, please pay me some money, our boss Li has already finished the painting."
Master Song said oh and said hurriedly: "It should be done, it should be done. Yuzhi, you stay here while I go to the boat to get the silver."
Time passed slowly, and soon it was noon.
After finishing the fifth painting, Li Yizhi raised his head and said, "Everyone, it's noon now. I'm hungry and my hands are sore. That's it for today. I'll come back tomorrow."
Although some people around him were dissatisfied, they could only disperse and told Li Yizhi to come back tomorrow.
Kou Zhong said excitedly: "Boss Li, in just one morning, we made five thousand taels of silver. God, if it takes one month, wouldn't we make a fortune?"
"Young Master Zhong, it wasn't us who made the money, it was Boss Li who made it. Moreover, with so much money, it will be enough for us to spend a long time without having to sell paintings anymore," Xu Ziling said.
Li Yizhi said: "Zi Ling is right. After all, painting is a minor path, and cultivation is the foundation. I will never sell paintings in the future."
"No, Boss Li, then you just said you would come back tomorrow?" Kou Zhong said.
Xu Ziling glanced with disdain and said, "If I didn't say so, would these people leave?"
The three of them packed up the money, and Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi came forward, bowed and said: "Song Shidao, this is my roommate Song Yuzhi. I hope to treat you to lunch, and I hope you will show your respect."
Li Yizhi smiled and said: "Oh, it turns out they are Mr. Song and Miss Song. In that case, it's better to be respectful than to obey."
"Sir please."
Song Shidao asked in vain with his right hand: "Sir, I haven't asked yet, and what should I call the two little brothers?"
"Li Yizhi."
Li Yizhi pointed at Kou Zhong and said, "This is Kou Zhong, and this is Xu Ziling. They can be considered my apprentices."
After talking all the way, the group entered the city gate.