MTL - The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields-Chapter 88 Jiuhe

  Chapter 88 Painter Jiuhe

  It was like she was painting an exterior painting for the first time, and there were so many people around her, watching her slightly jerky painting skills.

   "This is a good painting." There was an exclamation from the crowd.

   "Yes, yes, this is a little girl. I didn't expect her painting skills to be so exquisite. This snow painting is so lifelike."

  Liang Yi was not disturbed by the praise from the outside world. As a painter, his heart is like waves under the moonlight, and there is no room for ripples. Otherwise, the painting will be chaotic if his heart is disturbed.

   After a long time, Liang Yi put down his paintbrush. The snow scene picture was completed, and everyone approached Liang Yi.

   "This drawing is really good!"

   "Yes, yes, yes!"

   "Where are you from as a painter? Really good!"

  Liang Yi still felt that something was missing, always feeling a little pale, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

  Draw a black line lightly in the painting.

  Everyone is puzzled.

  Liang Yi also felt that there was no explanation for this painting. Only by looking at someone with predestined relationship can one understand the artist's heart.

   "Is this painting for sale?" A bearded man came from the crowd.

  Liang Yi turned to look at the bearded uncle, "Of course, what price do you offer?"

  The bearded uncle walked up to Liang Yi, "How much do you think your painting is worth?" The bearded uncle asked back.

   Liang Yi naturally knew that the bearded man was trying to test him, but he didn't know that Liang Yi was a veteran who had been around for many years, "You tell me the number." Liang Yi's eyes flashed.

   "Five taels of silver." The bearded uncle saw that Liang Yi was not a simple person.

   "Okay, deal, five taels of silver!"

   With the success of the first business, Liang Yihua became more and more energetic.

  Liang Yi seemed to have seen the way to make money, and knew that painting could make money, so he couldn't help being a little excited.

  In this way, Liang Yi started to do business under a false identity, collecting pictures while drawing, attracting passers-by to watch and buy paintings, and then set up a stall on the street to help others paint for others to make money.

   Just as Liang Yiti was drawing, a carriage stopped not far away, and a pair of slender hands lifted up and opened a corner of the curtain, "What are you doing not far away?" An old voice sounded.

  Following this person's line of sight, he looked in the direction where Liang Yi was painting.

  Seeing the place Liang Yi draws, the crowd of onlookers has gradually increased.

   "Mommy, it seems to be a painting." The maid on the side looked carefully at the empty space not far away, and then replied.

   "Painting?" The man asked in confusion.

  The person put down the curtains, "A painter can attract others to watch, I'm afraid it's because of his skill in painting."

   "It aroused my curiosity, what kind of painting is it?" The person who was called a nanny looked at the distance and couldn't help muttering to himself, "Xiaoqing, go there and buy a pair."

   "Yes, Mammy." After Xiao Qing finished speaking, she left the carriage and walked towards Liang Yi.

  Liang Yi didn't know what happened there, nor what was going on around him, so he focused on drawing the picture in front of him carefully.

  The people watching on the side also watched quietly, peacefully.

   When Xiaoqing came here, it was the place where Liang Yi was painting. She saw that no one was talking, and they were all looking at Liang Yi's painting. She didn't speak, and looked at Liang Yi's painting.

   Soon, Liang Yi finished painting, and Xiao Qing couldn't help but couldn't take his eyes off when he saw the painting, and stood there in a daze.

"Wow—" After a while, Xiaoqing came back to her senses, and she was full of admiration for Liang Yi's painting skills in her heart, "This painter, do you sell this painting?" Looking at Liang Yidao, the landscape painting in front of her eyes road.

  (end of this chapter)