The old man came in after seeing the Repairing the Decayed Holy Soldier. He was about to speak and asked Chu Hao to stop painting. What the hell was this painting?
Suddenly, the old man's eyes widened. He actually felt the grass growing and changing in the painting.
When a small piece of grass catches your eye, it actually grows and slowly transforms into a big tree!!
This big tree has lush branches and leaves, it blooms and bears fruit, and withers quickly, changing every second.
"This, this is!!" The old man was shocked.
Time rune!!
Oh my God, I actually saw the time rune. Someone used the time rune to paint.
The old man was extremely excited. He didn't dare to disturb Chu Hao anymore and watched with bated breath.
Finally, after Chu Hao finished painting, he was about to call it a day and go home. He turned to look at the old man and said, "Is something wrong?"
In fact, he knew that the old man had come in early in the morning, but he didn't say anything, and Chu Hao didn't bother to respond. He had already met a lot of boring people today.
The old man quickly said: "Did you paint this painting?"
Chu Hao rolled his eyes and said, "You stood there and looked at it for so long. I didn't draw it. Could it be you?"
The old man looked embarrassed. He had forgotten what he was doing and asked: "Master, do you want to sell this painting?"
Selling paintings!?
Chu Hao raised his brows, raised his palm and five fingers, and was about to say fifty kilograms of high-grade Yangyuan Crystal.
The old man exclaimed: "Five thousand catties? It's too expensive."
Five thousand pounds!!
Chu Haoan endured his inner excitement. When doing business with others, sometimes not talking means money.
Chu Hao looked at him expressionless, as if to say, is it expensive?
Do you know the goods?
When the old man saw Chu Hao like this, he said helplessly: "Indeed, the value of a painting with the time rune is too high. I can pay up to three thousand catties. Master, do you think it's okay?"
Chu Hao nodded slightly and said: "Since you can see how special it is, it means that you are destined to this painting. Three thousand kilograms of high-grade Yangyuan Stone will be given to you."
The old man was pleasantly surprised, as if he had received a huge gift, and said: "Thank you."
The old man bought the painting and asked Chu Hao to help repair a decayed holy weapon. He said respectfully: "Master, I'm leaving first."
After saying that, he took the painting and left, as if he was afraid that Chu Hao would return.
Chu Hao counted the Yangyuan Crystals he earned today, a total of four thousand kilograms, and felt very happy.
He walked out of the shop, erased the words on it, and changed it to sell paintings!!
Perfect.
How tiring it is to repair the decayed holy soldiers, how easy it is to paint, of course you choose to paint.
The system prompts: "Publish the task, The Pretentious Life of a Painter. Only three paintings can be sold every day. Each painting weighs three thousand kilograms of high-grade Yangyuan Crystal. The task will be completed in ten days."
System prompt: "Complete the mission and you will get 400 million points of pretentiousness."
The system prompts: "Complete the task and you will get 80 million merit points."
The system prompts: "Complete the task and you will receive three thousand kilograms of high-grade Yangyuan crystals."
The painter’s pretentious life mission!
This mission feels so exciting.
Chu Hao added another line of words at the end.
"Limited to three paintings per day."
The old man who bought Chu Hao's paintings returned to his home, which was very large and incompatible with his simple dress.
As soon as the old man entered the house, a middle-aged man came up to him and said with a slight smile: "Dad, what happened to you today that makes you so happy?"
The old man laughed and said, "I picked up a treasure today. Look at this painting."
The old man spread out the scroll and saw an ordinary grass. The middle-aged man frowned and said, "A grass? What's so special about this? And the painting is so bad."
The old man snorted coldly: "Look carefully."
The middle-aged man said "Oh". He stared at the painting and found that Xiaocao was different. He asked in surprise: "What is this?"
The old man rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know, there are time runes on this painting."
The middle-aged man was immediately shocked and said: "Time rune!!"
The old man said proudly: "What! Isn't it a treasure?"
The middle-aged man was also excited and said: "Dad, where did you sell the paintings? Time runes can only be understood by rune forging masters above level ten. Did you meet a rune master above level ten today?"
The old man shook his head and said, "No, he is a young man. I don't think he is very old."
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said, "Such an expert must have concealed his age."
The old man nodded and said: "I think so too. This painting should be collected carefully. Time Rune! It is so rare."
The middle-aged man nodded, found a picture frame, framed the picture and placed it in the living room.
This painting is not exquisite, but it is very conspicuous in the hall. If guests come to the house, they can see it at a glance.
The old man could already imagine the expressions on his face when he invited his old friends to his home and saw this painting.
It must be great.
…
Chu Hao absorbed the high-grade Yangyuan Crystal he earned today and is getting closer and closer to breaking through to the Perfect Emperor Realm.
He felt so happy that he asked for leave from Fang Xiaoyi and came to the store early in the morning.
The shops are deserted, and pedestrians are beginning to come and go on the streets.
A burly man came to the street and said strangely: "Yesterday I saw a shop that repaired holy soldiers. Why is it gone today?"
Chen Wenbing walked to Chu Hao's shop and saw the words selling paintings, and there was a limit of three paintings a day. He was a little curious.
This painting seller is very pretentious. He only sells three paintings a day. I'm afraid it's a gimmick to attract people.
Chen Wenbing walked in and asked: "Boss, I remember that the store was repairing the holy weapons yesterday? Why didn't you do it today?"
Chu Hao was sitting leisurely on the chair. He was playing on the Mountain and Sea Platform and saw some interesting things.
Chu Hao opened his eyes and said: "I only sell paintings here. I can also repair the decayed holy soldiers. Buy the paintings first."
Chen Wenbing frowned and said, "How much does a painting cost?"
Chu Hao stretched out three fingers.
Chen Wenbing smiled and said: "Thirty pounds? I bought it."
Chu Hao said calmly: "Three thousand pounds per painting."
"Ding... I was shocked and pretended to be cool, and I got a cool value of 90,000+60,000+40,000."
Chen Wenbing was dumbfounded and exclaimed: "A painting weighs three thousand pounds, are you crazy?"
Three thousand kilograms of high-grade Yangyuan crystal for a painting is equivalent to the price of a holy soldier. Who would be crazy to buy such a painting?
Chen Wenbing wanted to restore the decayed holy soldiers, but the painting was too expensive, so he said: "I only repair the holy soldiers."
Chu Hao shook his head and said that he would not do this business.
Chen Wenbing was helpless. They said that masters have tempers, but this guy's temper was really weird.
Chen Wenbing couldn't help but said: "Let me buy the painting first, then I can see what kind of painting is worth three thousand kilograms of high-grade Yangyuan crystal, right?"
Chu Hao didn't want to talk nonsense, so he took out a pen and paper and started drawing.
He was drawing grass as usual, and he wrote very slowly, as if he was thinking about every stroke.
The conical shape of the grass appeared. Chen Wenbing couldn't help but roll his eyes and thought to himself, this is also called painting?
This painting can buy three thousand kilograms of high-grade Yangyuan crystal. You might think I'm stupid.
The painting is very crude and I can't bear to look at it.