Chapter 54 A crash course

Ten days holiday.

Western suburbs.

The empty shop was originally filled with painting tools. Jiang Sheng held a piece of waste paper between his fair and slender fingers, folded it up casually, and then threw it on the table.

"Girl, someone will be here soon." Shan Zhi and Shan Nai helped place the charcoal pencils, but they still couldn't believe it.

The few things my girl knows may look very powerful, but they are just tools for her family's leisure and to cultivate their sentiments.

Jiang Sheng replied: "Yes."

If they don't come to what was agreed upon, Jiang Sheng will not retreat.

As he was talking, footsteps could be heard on the road, and Zhang Fengjin led his officials from far to near.

Shan Nai touched Shan Zhi: "Someone is coming."

Shan Zhi coughed: "Stay calm, don't be rude and embarrass the girl."

Shanna quietly stuck out her tongue.

Jiang Sheng couldn't help laughing.

Soon Zhang Fengjin and others arrived at the door. He was the first to smile and said: "Good morning, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Sheng nodded: "Master Zhang."

Jiang Yan was among them. As soon as he stepped in and saw Jiang Sheng, he couldn't wait to shout: "Sister!"

"Young Master." Shan Zhi and Shan Nai were blessed.

Jiang Yan quickly said: "No gift, no gift."

Although Shan Zhi Shan Na is a maid, she is also a maid next to my sister, so she still needs to give her some face.

They had never seen so many officials from the Ministry of Justice. Even though they were wearing regular uniforms, Shan Zhi and Shan Nai were still a little frightened.

They looked at each other and said, "I have met all the officials."

"Please get up quickly."

After saying hello to each other, Jiang Sheng arranged their positions.

Zhang Fengjin touched his beard: "I just brought them over to have a look. Once they get older, I won't learn anymore."

Jiang Sheng didn't care and didn't advise him to "be old and eager to learn, as bright as a candle". She divided the paper and pointed to a painting she had completed in front of her for them to compare and copy.

Seeing that they were still holding the pen, Jiang Sheng randomly picked someone and walked up to him, holding the handle of the charcoal pen and drawing a mark: "Use your hand, don't look at it, and when the drawing is useless, just change it to another one. How many adults are still short of a few ordinary pieces of paper?"

Everyone laughed and said: "There is no shortage of paper, but if our painting is damaged, won't we lose face in vain?"

Jiang Sheng said: "The adults in the Ministry of Punishment are very cautious when doing things. Even though I am a girl, I know that. But if you want to talk about 'painting', you still have to be bold."

"If you're not afraid of not being good at painting, you're just afraid that you won't even dare to do it. If you're cautious, you're walking on thin ice, then how can you talk about progress?"

Everyone said so. Only Jiang Yan had learned the art before them, even though he had slacked off on his painting and hadn't painted for long. He was writing hard and writing there, waiting for the time to go to the art.

The main thing is to behave well in front of my sister.

Light filtered in from the carved paper windows and the door, and there was no movement in the shop except for the sound of charcoal pencils grinding paper. Jiang Sheng looked at them and suddenly felt as if he had taken a crash course in adulthood.

The students below are very serious and well-behaved.

"Miss Jiang." Just as I was thinking, someone suddenly shouted.

It was a man wearing a crow-green robe. He smiled brightly. Jiang Sheng walked over and asked, "Is there any problem?"

Jiang Sheng felt that this person looked familiar, but he didn't think of it for a moment.

The man in crow-green robe pointed at the painting: "Yes, it's a big problem."

Jiang Sheng looked at it and saw that the lines on the paper were very messy and the entire physical structure was not revealed.

Jiang Sheng looked at it for a while and said, "Change it with another one. Your piece of paper is useless."

It's not that it can't be changed at all, but the paper is difficult to erase, but Jiang Sheng has searched all over the capital and found this paper to be the most suitable for sketching.

The man in the crow-green robe disagreed: "How can you say that? It's a shameful waste. We have so much good paper. I believe that with Miss Jiang's ability, she can turn decay into magic."

"Then." The man in the crow-green robe spread his hands, "I'll ask Miss Jiang to give me some advice."

Jiang Sheng piled up the papers and gave the man in the crow-green robe a new one, then laughed softly: "Don't waste it, the money will be taken from your repair."

This is a joke. Jiang Sheng has accepted Shu Xiu from the Ministry of Punishment, and now his pocket is quite full. A little paper cannot break the bank.

She took the charcoal and drew it into shape, explaining in a low voice while drawing.

But soon, Jiang Sheng noticed that the other party was not listening carefully. She knocked on the table twice and frowned.

Disobedient students are very unpleasant.

The man in the crow-green robe had a smile on his face: "I'm listening, Mr. Jiang."

He thought hard for a while and seemed to think of something: "Master Jiang, your painting is too abstract and difficult to paint."

"By the way, I saw the owner of a shop on the way here. He has a very distinctive appearance. He has a square face, a beard, and a mole at the corner of his eye. Master Jiang, would you like to consider taking us to paint a real scene?"

Jiang Sheng's face was expressionless: "I can't bear the title of master. If you want to paint someone else, bring it over with their consent."

The man in the crow-green robe seemed not to have heard, and still called Jiang Sheng "Master": "Why do you want to come here? I am taking care of the business of the shop over there. Master, this is forcing someone to do something difficult."

Jiang Yan, who was concentrating on painting, pricked up his ears: "Did my sister ask the shopkeeper to come over? Jiang Yunsheng, do you know how to be polite? It's not that you want to let people come over, but you are talking about my sister?!"

Zhang Fengjin also noticed the movement here and hurriedly came over to scold: "Miss Jiang is here to teach us well, don't be rude."

Jiang Yunsheng, who was wearing a crow-green robe, held the table with his hands as if bored: "Old man Zhang, I am studying very seriously. You see, I just want to draw the shopkeeper, but you don't let me draw."

Zhang Fengjin was also helpless towards Jiang Yunsheng.

The Jiang family are all good and upright people, but they gave birth to such a dandy son, and they had to work hard for Jiang's father and Jiang's mother to pave the way for him.

Forget it, Jiang Yunsheng didn't cherish it at all.

Jiang Sheng stopped Shan Zhi and Shan Nai from speaking, and suddenly said calmly: "If you want to paint the shopkeeper of the shop next to you, Cheng, one hundred taels of flowers will be repaired each time. You hand it over alone, and I will take you to paint it now."

Jiang Yunsheng smiled brightly: "One hundred taels of silver?"

Jiang Sheng thought Jiang Yunsheng was going to scold him for speaking too loudly, so he was about to say that he shouldn't talk too much if he didn't.

No matter who you can't draw, if you don't want to draw on a rigid portrait, you can draw on your colleagues.

There are so many people in the painting shop, not enough for him to paint?

Jiang Yunsheng said, "Isn't it just one hundred taels? It's a deal."

Jiang Sheng was as steady as a rock and stretched out his hand: "Bring it here."

She couldn't believe that anyone could carry so much money with them.

Jiang Yunsheng was troubled: "Can I give it back later?"

Jiang Sheng smiled slightly: "When will I give it, when will I start painting."

Then she saw Jiang Yunsheng slowly take out a hundred taels of silver notes from his pocket, and Jiang Sheng, still steady... pressed the corners of his twitching mouth.

Jiang Yunsheng gave the banknote to Jiang Sheng: "Master Jiang?"

If you say it out loud, it will be hard to take it back. Jiang Sheng asked again: "I have taken it away, and it will not be returned."

"certainly."

Jiang Sheng asked Shan Zhi Shan Nai to watch here, and then went out with the man in smoked robe.

One hundred taels of silver notes, she wouldn't suffer any loss anyway.

As they were walking, far away from the painting shop, without any warning, Jiang Yunsheng suddenly took action, and rushed towards Jiang Sheng with a sharp wind force.

Jiang Sheng turned around suddenly, his eyes glaring.
Chapter completed!