The next day, Su Huanbao came to the pawnshop with a painting alone. After the young man met their brother and sister yesterday, he felt so uncomfortable because he was unable to trust him.

Who would have thought that when a poor scholar turned into a juren, his paintings also rose. He kept praising his capable shopkeeper for the first two days. After receiving the news yesterday, he scolded him for being a bloody man.

The young man came to the shop early in the morning to wait. When he saw Su Huanbao holding the pile of paintings, he was so excited that he was so excited that he said, "Where is your sister, little brother?"

Your sister! Su Huanbao glared at him. After several years, this title was a swear word.

"Tsk!" The young man slapped himself, "Look at my mouth, little sister, where is your brother?"

"Not here! I'm the only one."

"You're the only one?" The guy's expression was colorful, and his mouth was almost cracked to his ears, and his heavy eyebrows also flew over his head.

"Do I have any problems with myself?" Su Huanbao saw through his thoughts at a glance.

"No, no, it's good for one person."

It's easy to cheat by one person.

The young man quickly took out five taels of silver from the cabinet, as anxious as when he was selling paintings that day, "I'll give you these five taels of silver, and I'll give you the paintings. I'll pay the silver goods for two, and I'm not allowed to regret it."

Just as he was about to get the painting in Su Huanbao's arms, Su Huanbao took a step back and shook his head at him, saying, "Little brother, this money is too little."

"Five liang is enough, absolutely no less." The young man said seriously.

Su Huanbao held his delicate little face, stared at him with big eyes, and blinked playfully, "Little brother, I don't mean that, I mean you give me five taels of silver less."

The guy took a breath, but at least he had seen many customers, so he didn't show any timidity. "I understand, it's not easy for you to come from all the way. So I'll give you another ten cents and you can buy some food."

Su Huanbao sneered. It seemed that she had been coaxed by people as a child. But thinking about it, she is indeed just a child now, "Ten cents are too little."

"Then how much do you want?" The young man thought to himself, how much money can a child be, and he only added some points. He coaxed her to give the painting to himself, so that he would save him more nights and dreams. Their adults knew that the wind was not the price.

Su Huanbao stretched out his palm and shook it in front of him. The young man showed a relaxed smile, but pretended to say, "Fifty-months are a bit too much, but... it's not easy for you little girl, just count it."

Su Huanbao shook his head, "It's less."

"Five hundred texts?"

"Nice!"

"It can't be five taels of silver, right?" The guy was a little panicked, but five taels of silver were also made, but he didn't want to give it so happily. "Too much, no, little sister, don't forget that I'm just trying to help you, why are you still cheating people?"

Su Huanbao shrugged, "Since that's the case, I'll not make things difficult for you, brother, please help!"

She turned around and left without hesitation.

The young man suddenly became anxious, rushed to her in three or two steps, and looked at the little girl in her teens again. For a moment, he didn't know if she was stupid or smart, "Okay, okay, five taels of silver, I'll give you another five taels of silver!"

Su Huanbao just tried his bottom line. The faster he agreed, the more valuable these paintings were more than ten taels of silver. Moreover, she didn't expect to sell them so cheaply. "Little brother, I'm not talking about five taels, fifty taels. If you give me fifty taels, you will give them all these paintings."

"Fifty taels?" The young man exclaimed, not sure whether he was scared or angry, his face turned pale, "Absolutely not possible, too much. Even the paintings of the juren master cannot compare to those famous teachers and are not worth so much money..."

Because of his indifference, he let his mouth go, which scared him so much that he quickly covered his mouth, but he knew it was too late.

Seeing this, Su Huanbao enthusiastically comforted the others, "Little brother, don't be afraid, I've known it a long time ago."

The young man realized that he had been fooled and felt angry, but the girl in front of him was a little girl, so he couldn't beat him. That day he knew that this girl was the flesh of his family. If he dared to touch her finger, he would probably not be able to take it.

That's right, no one should be a treasure with such a ghost elf.

Since she knew everything, the young man changed his routine and said earnestly: "Little sister, I'll tell you a brief moment. Even if this painting is drawn by the juren, it is not worth much. I can give you twenty taels of silver here. If it doesn't work, just leave."

"Then I'll leave!" Su Huanbao thought that he would try to keep him, but unexpectedly, the young man didn't stop him this time, but just shouted when she was about to walk out: "Little sister, twenty taels are not much. After passing this village, there is no such store. If you go out, next time you come in, you will have nothing to eat."

He told the truth, but after he left, Su Huanbao felt that he could not be so backboneless in life.

But she miscalculated and went to several other pawn shops. The highest one was given fifteen taels of silver and ten taels of less. Su Huanbao was sweet-mouthed and cute. With the kind-hearted, he told her that he was a painting by a juren, but if he couldn't find a buyer, it was still some waste paper, which was not worth much money.

Can't find a buyer?

This reminded Su Huanbao that there were not many juren in ancient times, but in modern times, they were equivalent to the top scorer in the college entrance examination. You should know that the essays and exercises of the top scorer in the college entrance examination were worshipped by the majority of students.

Although she encountered walls one after another, Su Huanbao was not discouraged. She thought of a good place to sell these paintings. There was a school in the town where Su Youde studied.

Although she didn't know where she was, she opened her mouth under her nose and asked quickly.

The school is at one end of the town, but fortunately, the ten unmounted paintings were not very heavy. When Su Huanbao arrived at the school, he had not yet finished school, and the sound of Lang Lang reading came from it.

Before Su Huanbao could take a breath and sweat, a boy came out of it.

When Su Huanbao saw that the child was younger than him and dressed very ordinary, he must be a person who was not easy to study, so it was a bit difficult to talk to him about the power of role models.

After a while, Su Huanbao caught a glimpse of seven or eight teenagers coming from the distance, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and two or three of them were dressed well, but she was not seen with her cousin.

Su Youde came out late because he asked a question for his husband. When he came out, he saw the classmates who came out first gathered to watch the fun.

He can't do it. Today, the husband has something to do and there is no class in the afternoon. Others can have fun. He can't do it. He has to go home to help his parents with his work. Now he owes five taels of silver. If he can't get it all together, it will be impossible for him to study in the future.

"These are all paintings of Master Juren. If your brothers take them home and hang them up, they will definitely be able to get the best of Master Juren. The next spring exam will definitely be high school."
Chapter completed!