Fierce prodigal son: pick up a cheap and beautiful wife at the beginning

Her maid quickly took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Yunze, looking at the portrait of her young lady, her eyes filled with envy. She also wants such a portrait

"Mr. Yun, please paint a picture for me... It’s worth twenty taels of silver to get such a painting!"

At this time, a delicate-looking woman next to her suddenly said with expectation. She came here with Luo Qingcen.

"Draw me one too...I'll pay you thirty taels and let me draw it first"

"And I...

I will pay you forty taels and let me draw first."The remaining women also spoke up. Among the five or six women who followed, everyone wanted a self-portrait.

At this time, everyone no longer had the ridicule and disdain they had just towards Yunze. They were right. Yunze was extremely enthusiastic.

It was Luo Qingcen's self-portrait that really surprised them. Women all love beauty, not to mention that they are in their youth. If they could leave such a self-portrait when they were most beautiful, When I look at it when I am old, I will be filled with pride. When I was young, I was very beautiful.

For such a self-portrait, let alone twenty taels, even thirty or forty taels, there are still people who are willing to sell it. This means It's true.

Seeing a few women speaking out, the remaining men were also eager to try.

When Zheng Ming saw this, his eyes were full of jealousy and unwillingness, and his teeth were itching with anger.

But now Yunze was almost praised by the stars. If he spoke ill of Yunze at this time, he would probably be sprayed to death by other people's saliva on the spot. However, he still didn't want to make Yunze happy, so he glanced at an approaching building boat on the pier. His eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly said to Luo Qingcen and others:

"Miss Luo, and all of you, let’s paint next time. The building boat has arrived, and there are still people waiting on the boat. It’s important for us to hold a poetry meeting!"

This guy obviously just wants to mess with Huang Yunze's business.

He doesn't want to do it openly, but he does some tricks behind the scenes. Let's go to the head office. Didn't Yunze want to make money by painting, so he messed with Huang. After hearing this, several people around him suddenly became confused. They wanted Yunze to paint, but they were too embarrassed to let others wait on the boat. The

Poetry Society's building boat had to go to several docks to pick up people. No matter how powerful they were, they couldn't waste other people's time..

Even Luo Qingcen had some pity on her face. She also wanted Yunze to draw a few more paintings for her.

Seeing the expressions of everyone, Zheng Ming showed a sense of pride on his face, and looked at Yunze playfully and provocatively. Ze. There was a bit more sarcasm in the corner of his mouth.

Yunze looked at Zheng Ming, his eyes were a bit colder. It seemed that this guy really wanted to get slapped.

However, it would not be good for him to have an attack at this time. Anyway, he There is plenty of time, and enemies should be dealt with one by one.

However, if these people in front of him leave, if he wants to make money by painting, he may have to spend some time absorbing people.

Just when he felt a little pity, Luo Qingcen suddenly looked at him. Yiliang said:"Mr. Yun, I wonder if you can get on the boat with us. There are hundreds of members from our poetry club. You can draw pictures for everyone on the boat when you arrive. What do you think……"

When Yun Ze heard this, his heart moved.

Luo Qingcen's idea is not bad, if he keeps waiting for someone on the dock.

It takes three to four hours to earn three hundred taels. The time has passed now, and it is estimated that the task will not be completed until near the end of the year.

It was around nine o'clock at that time. It was too late to go home because I was afraid that the two girls at home would be anxious.

Moreover, if something unexpected happens again, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to earn three hundred taels, and I have to go out tomorrow.

It's different when you get on the cruise ship. Those who can join the poetry club are all children from rich families who are well-fed and able to support themselves.

He can easily get twenty taels of silver, and earn three hundred taels easily without him having to hawk.

"Just what I want, Miss Luo, please!"Yunze smiled slightly at Luo Qingcen. If you don't have to work hard to find customers, why refuse?

"Let me get your easel!"

"Then I'll get the drawing paper...I'll get the paint……"

When they heard that Yunze agreed to get on the boat, the young masters and young ladies suddenly looked overjoyed, and a dozen or so people quickly helped Yunze get his things.

"Mr. Yun, when we get on the boat later, you have to help me paint first. You see, I have already helped you with the easel.……"A rich man who helped Yunze get the easel wanted to be one step ahead.

But as soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him quit.

"I even got drawing paper!"Yes... I also got some paint."……"

Seeing everyone quarreling, Yunze had a headache.

This made him miss the scene when he was performing tasks in the pedestrian street in his previous life, painting for people. Scan the code and draw for people according to the scanned code time, which saves trouble.

If they were allowed to quarrel like this, whoever painted first would be offended. Fortunately, Luo Qingcen came out to smooth things over and said:

"Stop arguing. Anyway, you can all get the painting after Mr. Yun gets on the boat. Come to me now to sign up and I will arrange it……"

Hearing her words, the young ladies and gentlemen immediately signed up with Luo Qingcen. Her prestige in the hearts of everyone is very great.

However, everyone's enthusiasm made Luo Qingcen feel dizzy. She had to ask the maid to help remember who came first and who came last.

In this way, amidst the noise, the group arrived at the pier and quickly boarded the building boat.

The entire building ship is very large, about fifteen meters wide and more than seventy meters long. In addition to the lower cabin, there are three floors above. The entire building ship seems to be owned by Luo Qingcen's poetry club.

In the huge cabin on the second floor, more than thirty people gathered here at this time. They occupied a corner of the huge cabin.

These people were talking and laughing, but they were all centered on a handsome young man in the middle. Almost everyone had nothing but flattery to say about the man.

The appearance of Luo Qingcen and others immediately attracted everyone's attention, and these people immediately greeted Luo Qingcen warmly.

Among them, the most popular young master Pian Pian quickly stood up and smiled at Luo Qingcen:

"Miss Luo, you're here... Please take a seat... After picking up a few other friends on the pier, we can go on a lake tour... You have to take the lead in this poetry meeting.……"

Luo Qingcen nodded to him and everyone. After saying a few polite words, he quickly introduced Yunze to everyone.

"This is Yunze, Mr. Yun, whom I invited. His painting skills are really extraordinary, and his self-portraits are even more outstanding. If you want to paint self-portraits, you can ask him...Twenty-two pieces each!"

Luo Qingcen's introduction made everyone slightly stunned, especially after hearing the name Yunze, everyone frowned and looked strange. The name Yunze is almost infamous in the entire Danyang City, and everyone knows such a prodigal son..

Luo Qingcen suddenly brought him over and said that he had extraordinary painting skills and he beat these people to death, but they didn't believe it. What shocked them the most was that there were still twenty-two paintings. Why didn't this guy grab it?