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Bai Yujun drew an ink painting of willow trees.

Different from the popular abstract painting method, Bai Yujun prefers to be realistic and use light colors. All the paintings are the real scenery he saw, willow trees, lotus flowers, black and gray carps.

The ink stains on the rice paper slowly seeped away, and the willow leaves stretched out. It took less than a morning to draw a first-class painting.

Maybe there is not a famous teacher in terms of technique, but the charm is outstanding, and the spirit in the painting can be felt at a glance. To put it bluntly, it has a soul.

I had a deep understanding of ink painting in the Dragon Soul Space back then, and with the help of the Dragon Soul, who in the world can compare to it?

The white characters on the corners of the brush are used as exclusive imprints. The white characters contain a unique momentum and are easy to recognize. I also think that they will be famous and sold at sky-high prices in the future. Few monks toss and paint. Or it will be valuable after a few years, and there are not many people who have studied painting for more than a hundred years.

Bai Yujun is very concerned about skills, besides, she can afford to wait for the time to appreciate.

Little Stone ran through the door with a bang.

"Boss Bai~ Someone is hooked... Bah, someone wants to buy a painting~"

"Bring it here, and I'll talk."

The little stone with a shiny head ran back to the next door. Selling paintings is a big job. The three Zhuquan Temple group knew that they were not for business, so they took them directly to Bai Yujun's hut. The customers were two middle-aged scholars. , although the clothes are simple and elegant, they are very stylish.

A certain white eyes lit up. A scholar at such an age must be rich!

The two scholars did not expect the painter to be a little girl. They were a little surprised and felt unreliable. They felt that they were too young to have high skills. They did not know that Bai never talked about age. He did business honestly for eight hundred years and talked about quality. The two were shocked when they saw the largest banner in the room, especially the painting, and they were very happy to pay for the money.

The pair of ten taels of gold didn't sell, if you like it, you like it, and scholars can't be prodigal.

Two pieces were sold for a total of two hundred taels of silver.

So far, there has been no such thing as grabbing a painting without giving money. After all, it is because the literary and art circles in the city are embarrassed to do that kind of embarrassing thing, not to mention that two hundred taels is not expensive for rich people.

Old Huixian has been completely convinced, and he is more infuriating than a monster.

Thinking back to taking the two children to eat bran-swallowed vegetables, it was hard to earn some copper coins and silver. It has been a few years, but it is not as much as others earn in one morning, two hundred taels, and it is not so fast to grab money.

"This is your share, work hard to improve performance in the future~"

Give Huixian one hundred taels.

"Thank you, Lord Bai."

"It takes a lot of money to rebuild Zhuquan Temple. The poor don't have much money and can't make money. Only those rich and powerful families have enough money. Believe me, you will be able to rebuild Zhuquan Temple soon."

"So that's how it is... good."

Don't open for half a year, open for half a year.

Selling paintings is not like the constant busyness of grocery stores, more time to rest when bored, the profit is high, and the work is easy. It is more cost-effective than setting up a stall to sell the relics of Jiuli ancestors taken out of the deep ravines of the canyon. The advantage of picking up rags is that there is no cost. Painting requires dedication, and each has its own strengths and weaknesses.

The weather is still hot, and the gurgling water of the river outside the shop brings a little coolness.

Beggars hide in the shadows and sleep soundly, scratching each other's lice if they can't sleep, and sleeping in the sun on hot days is easy to burn, and it's time to beg for food when they stay still and wait for the sun to go down.

I don't know why, it's hard to have an appetite in hot weather, even if I look at delicious food, I don't have the desire to speak.

The baby fat on my face is gone.

Bai Yujun bought two fruits similar to watermelons, gave one to Zhuquan Temple and kept one for herself, and made some red bayberries marinated with sucrose before, planning to cook some delicacies.

Cut the melon in half, dig the pulp into small pieces with a spoon, and use the melon skin as a large bowl.

Put the sweet and sour red bayberry into it, add a little ice cubes with your little hands, stir, and the red sweet and sour cold melon plum soup is ready. Although there is a better way, it can only be done due to the current conditions.

Sitting obediently on the threshold, holding melon skin eyes as big as a basin and smiling into crescents.

There was a rustling sound when digging melons with a copper spoon, and when I put it in my mouth, the coolness hit my forehead...

It feels like a tendon is transparent from the forehead to the tip of the tail, sour and sweet to quench thirst and cool off,

It's like flooding water in a happy house, it's cool and refreshing, the willow trees are shady and the sun is shining, the rivers of the water town come and go, and a certain white eats sand and ice.

The melon rind is almost dug out, and the rest of the melon rind is sweet and sour juice. Pick it up and sip it on your face.

"Phew~ very comfortable~"

Wipe your lips.

I stared at the river, but I still couldn't make up my mind to jump in and play. I feel that something is missing in my life after not playing in the water for a long time, but the water is too shallow and the water quality is not very good. I am thinking about going to the West Lake sometime in the evening. Son.

...

It hasn't rained much recently and the weather is hot.

Although there is no shortage of water in Suzhou and Hangzhou, it is not a problem to be exposed to the sun every day. When you have nothing to do, you start to pray for rain. In fact, many people have nothing to do to get together to join in the fun. Men, women, and children find something to do so as not to think about it. .

A certain Bai was lying down reclining and taking a nap in the shop, out of breath, when he suddenly heard noise outside.

He raised his eyelids and took a look.

A group of people are lively and lively, holding up various branches and grasses, which are said to ward off evil spirits and attract rain. They beat gongs and drums and thought they were married. Still lively.

"It's not praying for rain, it's just a folk custom."

Bai Yujun set the tone for this rain-seeking event, and continued to sleep with her eyelids down.

Suddenly his eyes widened!

"I... I... Is there anyone who begs for rain like you! This is too much!"

Very speechless, the common people have worked so hard to pray for rain, who is in charge of the rain, whether the newly weaned child or the old man knows that the dragon is responsible for Shiyunbuyu and is in charge of the water system in the world. a white dragon.

The white dragon is made of white paper, and I don't know which birthday material store made it badly.

Those who knew knew it was a white dragon, but those who didn't know thought it was a white rolling pin...

"Hiss~ My brain hurts~"

The common people are laughing and holding up the white dragon to parade through the streets, and naughty children will come forward and tear off a piece of straw paper, and walk from Osmanthus Alley to other alleys to parade through the streets with loud gongs and drums, and the weather is not too hot.

Rain is impossible, Bai Yujun can tell that there has been no rain in the past month.

It's okay, at least they didn't put paper dragons in cages to threaten them. It is rumored that in some places, graves are dug if there is no rain. Whoever dies in the dry season is considered unlucky for eight lifetimes.

As for Shi Yunbuyu, don't even think about it. Try to keep your hand out of the Central Plains as little as possible, which will easily arouse the resentment of the local monks. Of course, it is not impossible to help with the rain.

First of all, there must be enough weight and high-ranking people to open their mouths to invite, such as the emperor sending a document.

In this way, it is raining at the invitation of the Emperor for the well-being of the people, and no one can say no.

Refresh yourself with a glass of fruit smoothie.

"It's almost delayed..."

"Pfft~"

Talking to himself for no reason, he turned his head and spit out a fruit core in the direction of Jinshan...

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