When I Have Money

For dinner, the family-style electric grill is placed on the dining table. After the grill is hot, it is first spread with a layer of butter to make it less likely to stick when grilling.

When Yang Kun put down the tenderloin, the hot fire made the steak sizzle, and Jin Yarong poured Yang Kun a glass of red wine from the decanter with a smile on his face.

While pouring the wine, she sighed: "Although the meat is grilled at home, but with famous wine, this dinner is too extravagant."

Because a bottle of famous wine brought by Yang Kun cost more than one million won, and he still brought two bottles, which means that the cost price of this dinner is as high as three or four million. If you dine in a restaurant, the price of drinks alone will directly double.

Although Jin Yarong talked about extravagance, she couldn't wait to take a sip of the red wine glass, and the mixed aroma of red wine spread in her mouth.

Jin Yarong said with a smile: "Ouba, let's drink less of this kind of wine. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll drink up all the wine in your house."

Yang Kun stared at the steak, ready to turn it over at any time. At the same time, he took a look at Jin Yarong and said with a gentle smile: "Finish? Even if you drink a bottle every day, you will have to drink it for a year, and I have supplemented it recently. Besides, your family is so rich, are you still afraid of being ruined by you?"

Listening to Yang Kun saying that his family is rich, Jin Yarong laughed helplessly: "What, why did you say that my family is rich? You and Kim Heechul have the same virtue, if you keep your mouth shut, it means that my family is rich."

Yang Kun flipped the steak. The golden surface of the steak meat is really attractive, and the fat of Korean beef is not as scary as wagyu, but it is full of aroma.

Yang Kun said with a smile: "It's not a bad thing to have money. If you ask me, it's a bad thing to have no money. I heard that there are many golden spoons in the Korean entertainment industry, right?"

Jin Yarong smiled and said: "There are some golden spoons born, for example, Choi Siwon's family is very rich."

Yang Kun said: "Him? It's okay. However, Cui Shiyuan is still far behind the "golden spoon" we describe in China. A parent of a gold spoon in China once said in an interview with the media, 20 billion won, that's just the smallest goal at the beginning of life."

Jin Yarong immediately laughed when he heard the "small target": "Hahaha~~ 20 billion, small target? How rich are they?"

Yang Kun smiled and responded: "How rich? I don't know that. Anyway, he is the richest man in China, and he is richer than Li Jianxi. The personal assets of these rich people are close to 20 billion U.S. dollars."

Although I have heard of numbers, I can't even imagine the concept of 20 billion U.S. dollars. Jin Yarong held his glass and said, "Two billion U.S. dollars? How much is this?"

"How do I know? I know 20 billion won, but 20 billion dollars is completely beyond my comprehension."

Jin Yarong smiled and said: "By the way, when I was hosting the show "Watching Huaxia", the host of Huaxia who was with me said that Huaxia artists can easily earn over 10 billion won a year. Is this true? "

Yang Kun nodded and said: "Well, it's true. Famous artists in China have an annual income of more than 10 billion won. This is also the main reason why I seldom invite Chinese artists in my videos. The main reason is not to invite them. From the beginning, their performance fee is really too expensive. Last time, we cooperated for 100 million won, didn't we? If it was a Chinese artist, it would cost at least 300 to 500 million won."

Listening to Yang Kun's confirmation, Jin Yarong could only sigh: "Hey Chinese artists are really happy!"

Yang Kun nodded and said, "Indeed, artists in Huaxia are so happy, so they don't know the value of 'fame'. You have such a serious leg injury and are still hosting shows every week?"

"I took a week off. I didn't go last week. I'm going this week, uh, tomorrow."

The steak was almost roasted, Yang Kun cut the steak into small pieces with scissors, and said, "Oh, then I won't come to prepare breakfast for you tomorrow morning? By the way, when will you finish filming?"

Yang Kun cut a piece of meat and gave it to Jin Yarong, and she took the meat and dipped it in salt and pepper and put it into her mouth: "Well~~ It tastes good. I will go to the studio at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning to shoot, and I will shoot two episodes at a time. Maybe it will end around two or three o'clock in the afternoon?"

Enter the shed at eight o'clock. Then before entering the shed, she must have put on makeup in advance, and it seems that she has to leave home at six o'clock. Yang Kun said, "Why so early?"

Jin Yarong said: "We need to free up this indoor shed in the afternoon, and we still need it for other program groups."

Yang Kun nodded and said, "Then I'll come over tomorrow afternoon, shall we eat seafood tomorrow?"

Even though they got very close to each other, they didn't say they were eager to sleep under the same roof.

Jin Yarong nodded and said, "You are fine at home, so come here early to draw your unfinished painting."

Yang Kun glanced at his own work on the easel, smiled and said, "Well, I just drew it for fun. One month, two months, just finish it slowly."

Jin Yarong picked up a piece of beef and put it into Yang Kun's bowl. She said with a smile, "Let's draw it early. I really want to see what your finished picture looks like and whether it has reached a professional level."

Yang Kun tasted the beef. The overall taste is quite good, and the fat content is very suitable. It is not particularly greasy like Wagyu.

Yang Kun nodded slightly and said: "I see that you have painted so many paintings, and there are some really touching scrolls. Have you ever thought about holding a solo exhibition?"

When listening to what Yang Kun said about the solo exhibition, Jin Yarong said mockingly: "Me? Solo exhibition? Forget it! I paint, which is equivalent to pastime after work."

"When I was studying, I felt that painting was very hard. It was not until I became an artist and regarded painting as a kind of entertainment that I felt that painting became smoother. As for any solo exhibition, I didn't have that idea. .And to prepare a solo exhibition, you need a lot of works.”

Yang Kun looked around at the oil paintings in full bloom at home and said: "You have already stored a lot of works in your home, and in the next time, when you have no work arrangements, just sit down and create slowly. It’s almost time to hold a solo exhibition. I heard that many idols hold solo exhibitions, don’t they?”

"Well, there are some artists who held solo exhibitions. But...how should I put it? In fact, many people's solo exhibitions, I think they are consuming fans. As for the artistry..."

That's all for now. Is it professional for an artist to hold a solo exhibition? Perhaps it is really just like Jin Yarong said, it is just a way to realize consumer popularity.

Yang Kun smiled and said: "Your paintings are still very professional, after all you have studied for so many years. You can try to put your paintings on your ins first for the public to appreciate, maybe the time is right It’s not bad to hold a solo exhibition now! After all, you have to plan a side job for yourself, don’t you?”

Listening to Yang Kun's words, Jin Yarong nodded and said, "Then let me try it?"

As an idol artist, she definitely knows that this era will one day eliminate them. Although her family is rich, even if she does not continue to perform in the industry, she does not have to worry about the expenses of normal life, but after all, it is definitely a good choice to find a sideline for herself.

Yang Kun smiled and said: "Well, I think your painting is very good. I am willing to draw 10 million to buy the painting of snow scene."

"Isn't it, after your snow scene is finished, I will spend 20 million to buy your work."

Yang Kun said with a smile: "If you are willing to spend 20 million to buy it, of course it would be the best. Hahaha~~"

Jin Yarong pouted and said, "You are dreaming, you took two of my paintings."

"Then I'll draw you a picture to offset it."

Jin Yarong said: "Those two paintings are works that I am very satisfied with. You want to offset my two paintings with one painting? You have to paint me at least one more!"

Yang Kun smiled and said, "Okay, someday, I will seriously draw you a Chinese ink painting."

The two chatted while eating barbecue. Yang Kun was almost full after eating about 300 pieces of beef, but Jin Yarong didn't seem to be tired of eating barbecue. Yang Kun accompanied her at the table, and she didn't Stop eating, it's really good to eat.

After eating beef, she still has stomach for bread? Looking at Jin Yarong, the big eater, Yang Kun sighed sincerely: "Wow~~ You ate at least a catty of beef by yourself, and there are so many vegetables, and half a bottle of red wine. You can still eat it now bread?"

Jin Yarong immediately retorted: "Bread won't taste good overnight, don't you know? It's a big deal, let's go for a walk outside in the garden?"

Yang Kun was really shocked by her, he got up to get her bread, she began to tear the bread and taste it slowly.

I don't know if it's because of the redness caused by the strong wine, or the redness caused by the heat of the barbecue after eating for so long? At this time, the blush of her face made Yang Kun like it very much.

He put his hand against Jin Yarong's face, Jin Yarong stared at Yang Kun with wide eyes and said, "What are you doing?"

Yang Kun smiled gently and took his hand back: "It's really cute~~"

Listening to Yang Kun's sudden words, Jin Yarong's blushing face well concealed the shyness brought about by her heartbeat, and she wrinkled her nose towards Yang Kun.

Yang Kun smiled and said: "I'll clean up first, you rest for a while. Wine, do you still drink?"

Jin Yarong shook his head and said, "I won't drink anymore, I'm going to get up very early tomorrow. I'm afraid that if I drink too much, it will be difficult to get up tomorrow."

"Well, I'll take care of it then."

Jin Yarong nodded: "Okay."

She continued to sit at the dining table without moving, but watched Yang Kun start to clean up the mess after the meal. The warmth brought by the scene made Jin Yarong feel endless tenderness and love in his heart.