Me and the random golden finger traveling through the heavens

Su Luo's business improved inexplicably. They were all customers recruited by Mr. Sun. To be precise, those people took the initiative to find Mr. Sun, just to ask for a painting.

The girl in Nuanxiang Pavilion wants to paint her most beautiful moment, and the guests who come here want the painter to paint their family members. This thing is perfect for coaxing the elders.

There is also a more ruthless one. They want the painter to paint something that does not exist. The requirement is that the painting should be as similar as possible, such as Buddha. This shows that someone in the family believes in Buddhism.

Mr. Sun brought these businesses back, and he became more and more casual now. He didn't need to be greeted, he sat directly on the chair, made tea for himself in a familiar manner, and said casually:"Which one do you want to take over?~"

"The one who wants to worship Buddha, how much money should he pay?"

"At least one hundred taels, it depends on the finished product. The better the painting, the more you need to add."

"Do you know that person?"

"I know him, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Finance"

"Hubu, then there is no shortage of money."

"Don't say such nonsense, it's not good for you"

"Well, I know, then I will draw the Buddha first, and then you can make a profit if you can."

"How to kill?"

"It's very simple. Just say that the painter only painted each image once, so this Buddha is the only one."

"Either you are cruel, I understand, I will call all the people together to see who bids the highest"

"Yes, that’s what I mean, but will you offend others?"

"It's okay. We all have a good relationship. We won't fall out over such a trivial matter. I just said it was the artist's intention. What can they do to me?"

"Okay, then I'll go draw it now. You can help me keep an eye on it in front of you."

"Can I look after the store?"

"Otherwise, if you are idle, you will be idle, just experience a different life."

"Okay, okay, you are right, go ahead"

"Um."

Mr. Sun came directly after leaving Nuanxiang Pavilion. He sat there from morning to evening, and then went out for a meal. On this day, he really saw what it meant to be free and without business.

When Su Luo took the After the large scroll came out, Mr. Sun couldn't help but ask:"Business is so bad, how do you persist?"

Su Luo blinked and said nothing. He pointed at Mr. Sun. The latter suddenly realized that he had done it all by himself after a long time.

"What if there is no me?"Mr. Sun asked further.

"Selling storybooks, you don’t think that my storybooks are just written for you to read, right?"

"Then you didn’t promote it either"

"That's because I haven't finished writing it. I'll sell it now. If it doesn't last three days, there will be imitations out there."

"That’s right, don’t talk about this anymore, just open it and take a look."

Su Luo opened the scroll and looked at the Buddha on it. Mr. Sun had a feeling of worshiping him. It was so realistic, especially there was a faint light of Buddha behind the Buddha. It could not be seen when looking at it. It could only be seen from the angle of kneeling. You can see it.

Of course Mr. Sun did not kneel down. It was Su Luo who raised the painting, which revealed this feature.

"I don’t even ask you how you painted it. Your painting costs less than one thousand taels of silver. That’s an insult to it."

"Isn't a thousand taels too harsh?"Su Luo really didn't dare to ask for such a harsh price. You must know that it only cost 500 taels to redeem Zhou Miaotong's life, and only 300 taels to run an official job for Lu Jianxing.

"To you, one thousand taels is a huge amount of money, but to them, it is nothing. If nothing else, just these two words are worth the money."

"Okay, let me leave everything to you, young master. I will hide behind the scenes and give you 200 taels later."

"Well, just give me money or give me a painting. Haven't you seen the other girls? You can just draw them when you have nothing to do."

"This thing won't be worth anything if you draw it too much."

"Then I will paint two more pictures. In Nuanchun Pavilion, there are three girls who are closest to me, one for each person."

"Congratulations, you will become the most popular person in Nuanchun Pavilion from now on. Those girls will definitely give you up in order to compete for the fourth painting."

"Hahaha! Shopkeeper Su, I’d like to lend you some good words."

"Master, please take this painting back. Just give me the banknote afterwards. Be careful not to let your family see it."

"Why is this?"

"I don’t want too many people to know. If your father sees it and asks you, would you dare not to tell the truth?"

"Don't you want to be famous?"

"Um"

"Why?"

"I just want to get rich quietly and have no idea about becoming famous"

"Your idea is wrong. You have no rights. No matter how much money you have, you can’t keep it."

"I..."Su Luo gritted his teeth and made an excuse for himself, otherwise he would not be able to explain where his money was spent. He said:"I fell in love with a girl."

"Inside the building?"Mr. Sun could only think this way. Girls from ordinary families don't need so much money.

Su Luo didn't speak anymore, and Mr. Sun stopped asking. Everyone has their own story. He rolled up the painting and left. Before leaving, he nodded to reassure Su Luo that he would keep the secret.

In the evening, Pei Lun came to have dinner again. He didn't drink. This guy was not used to drinking whiskey. He spit it out after the first sip. He thought Su Luo had poisoned him.

Su Luo didn't care. It would be better if you didn't drink.

During the meal, Pei Lun would tell Su Luo some news that ordinary people couldn't access. If there was something he couldn't understand, Su Luo would help him. Let him analyze and avoid doing the wrong thing.

After the business was finished, the two of them just talked nonsense and didn't know what to do. Pei Lun suddenly talked about what happened in the next street:"There are a few gangsters today. Going to the hospital to cause trouble makes me really impatient."

"Jin Yiwei still cares about the gangsters?"

"Jin Yiwei doesn't care, but I saw it, so I can't ignore it. Those on the back street can be considered neighbors, and they all know each other."

"A medical clinic in a backstreet? Su Luo rummaged through his memory and then said,"Is that the doctor's house who lives alone with his daughter?""

"Yes, it's Dr. Zhang's place. Why do you remember someone else's daughter? How old is that girl? Are you too much of an animal?"

"I just suddenly thought of it. I'm not thinking about his daughter. You can think about it yourself first, okay?"

"Yeah, it's all my fault, drinking."(If you want to read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Su Luo had a drink with Pei Lun and thought what a coincidence. I didn't expect that this very plump girl lives in the back street. Now, she is just a girl. She's just a yellow-haired girl, she doesn't look moisturized at all.

"Are you still reading books recently? Pei Lun asked,"Are you planning to take the imperial examination?""

"With this idea in mind, after I passed the filial piety period, I thought about how to get the status of a scholar, so that it would be easier to do anything in the future."

"As you said, why are scholars so easy to take exams?"

"It's okay. I don't dare to say whether it's a scholar or a scholar. If it's just a scholar, I should be fine."

"Can you write eight-legged essay?"

"Damn it!"Su Luo was stunned. He had really forgotten this. The imperial examinations in this era had a fixed format. If the format was not correct, you would be PASSed.

"If you really want to take the imperial examination, you'd better find a regular academy."

"I'll take another look, it's still in time."Su Luo didn't want to go out. He planned to buy other people's articles and read more, and gradually learned this format.

"It's up to you to figure it out. I can't help you in this regard. The most I can do is save you from worries. None of those ruffians dare to cause trouble for you, right?"

"With your face here, who dares to mess with me?"

"That's good."Pei Lun started to eat with peace of mind. He could help Su Luo so he could have the shamelessness to eat. Otherwise, he would feel ashamed if he was eating and drinking for free every day. Pei Lun was used to Su Luo's craftsmanship. I won’t go out to eat anymore. I can’t eat anymore, and the food I cook is not as delicious as Su Luo.

God-level cooking skills are not effective on Su Luo because his physical fitness is too strong, but it is useful on Pei Lun. Different meat belts Come to different improvements, pork can increase strength, chicken and venison can increase agility, fish can increase water resistance, and when paired with vegetables, it can enhance physical fitness. After Pei Lun ate here for a period of time, his entire energy His appearance was different, and his figure was getting better. This guy thought it was the result of his daily exercise.

Seeing Pei Lun's changes, Su Luo wanted to go out to hunt tigers and wild wolves, and see how to feed them. After giving it to Pei Lun, what kind of improvement can it bring?

If you have the opportunity, you can go out and have a look. It is best to get relevant information first, otherwise it will be a wasted trip.

Two days later, Mr. Sun came back with the banknote. , gave Su Luo 900 taels, and he kept 100 taels for himself and took away two paintings. This business was temporarily stopped, which was also Su Luo's idea. Su

Luo's idea was very simple. Things that were too easy to obtain would not be taken away. Cherish, what he wants to build is a high-end brand, instead of responding to requests, he just has to carry it out.

In order to hide his identity, Su Luo even made up a persona for himself, an old painter who was inadvertently attracted by Mr. Sun. In order to repay Mr. Sun for saving a life, he showed his talent in painting and painted three paintings for the three girls in Nuanxiang Pavilion. They were gifts from the old painter to Mr. Sun. If you want to ask for paintings later, see In Mr. Sun’s honor, I paint one painting a month.

Mr. Sun, doesn’t he understand very well, shouldn’t the more of this stuff, the better?

"If there are too many paintings, the paintings will become less valuable. Even if a painting is a hundred taels, it doesn’t matter. The market is so big and there are only so many people who can afford it. After all these people have bought it, what will we do next?"

"If you don't paint, don't you get nothing?"

"I paint one painting a month, and the painting becomes valuable. If it is auctioned now, it will cost hundreds or thousands of taels of silver, which may not be as much as the profit from more paintings. But my reputation is not enough now. In the future, my paintings will become more and more valuable. More and more valuable"

"you sure?"

"Well, the less I paint, the more valuable the paintings are, provided you don’t give me away"

"That can't"

"What if your father asks you?"

"I have a way to deal with my father. As long as it doesn't affect my brother's status, my father doesn't care much about other things."

"That's good, believe me, I want to make money more than anyone else, but the more I want to make money, the more I have to hold on to it. Only by asking for something but not getting it can I maximize my value."

"Okay, I listen to you. I will tell you your rules later. Today is twenty-three. When will you paint next month?"

"The eighth day of every month"

"What type of painting?"

"This is up to you. Ask around, which paintings are the most valuable? Buddha can’t be painted anymore, isn’t there still Bodhisattva?"

"Or say it has to be you, you're black enough"

"The storybook will almost start to be sold next month."

"Just sell it with confidence and I will help you promote it."

"Well, if there are imitations..."

"There's nothing you can do about it. You can't catch this kind of thing cleanly. There are people behind those study rooms."

"Okay, I knew it. Fortunately, those people can't imitate my hand-drawing skills."

"Yes, with this skill, you will never have to worry about running out of money in your life."

"Thank you for your good advice."

The two chatted for a while, and Mr. Sun said goodbye and left. On the way back, he also thought about it and felt more and more that Su Luo's words were reasonable. He also valued this person a lot, because he was Bastard.

When dad was still alive, the family lived together, and all expenses went to the public account. But what if his dad died?

According to the rules of this era, 70% of the family property belongs to the legitimate son, and the rest goes to the legitimate son. Thirty percent goes to the concubine, no matter how many legitimate sons and concubines there are, that's how the division is anyway. There are two legitimate sons and three common sons in the Sun family. It is conceivable that the final share in his hands is only three melons and two dates, at most a few The annual income from the land is the most that he can't starve to death, and it will be difficult to live a comfortable life.

To Mr. Sun, Su Luo is a hen that can lay golden eggs. He must win over this person. If he has a good relationship, even if he loses power in the future, he will not be thrown away immediately, and his interpersonal relationship will still be working.