Chapter 14: Obtaining Capital from Commission Letters
This market trick is obviously very effective. Many people will turn their heads and take a look when they pass by.
However, real painters are guests of wealthy families and would never engage in the business of selling calligraphy and paintings on the street. Especially when this group of onlookers saw that the seller was still a young boy, they instantly lost interest.
Jiang Yan was a little bored while waiting, so he leaned on his chair and fell asleep. Because of the glare of the sun, he covered his face with a piece of paper.
Selling paintings is a good way to make money, but it took Jiang Yan a day to realize the reality. If you don't make money in this Buddhist business, you will starve to death if you don't make enough money. The first thing a painter needs if he wants to sell paintings is fame.
Jiang Yan was young and new to the city, so naturally he was not well-known, but he had a shortcut to becoming famous. For example, he had a colleague who was well-known in Lin'an City.
After pushing through the crowd, he arrived at Yan Liliu's stall. Yan Liliu was making money every day and was enviable.
"Does anyone buy paintings like this?"
If you want to become famous, the fastest shortcut is of course to find a peer to compete with. Jiang Yan, who is well versed in this, said in a strange way.
"Master Yan is a famous painter in the Qing Dynasty. What do you know about painting at such a young age?" someone said next to him.
"There are some who are talented as young people and write pens with great energy, while there are also those who have always heard the truth and have nothing to show for it. If we judge the quality of paintings based on age, then the bastard should be the best in the world."
Yan Liliu had long noticed that there was an extra young man selling paintings next to him and didn't pay much attention to it, but after Jiang Yan said these two sentences, Yan Liliu turned his head.
"Young man, why do I feel like you are trying to pick on me?"
Yan Liliu's white hair was so dazzling at the moment.
"Your old painting abandoned the traditional painting skills and found a new way to establish a sect. You can be a great master of the generation."
Jiang Yan's language was very euphemistic but his meaning was very clear. He could only directly talk about the old man's wild way of cultivating the Wild Fox Zen.
Yan Liliu thought at first that Jiang Chan was complimenting him, but the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, and he put down the painting at hand.
"This is the first time we have met. Why do I feel that you are looking for trouble? If you don't tell me something today, I will never be done with you."
"How can a young boy like you comment on Master Yan's paintings? You simply don't know how high the world is." Someone nearby echoed.
"Yes, Master Yan traveled all over the world and finally arrived at our Lin'an City. Even Dean Feng Boyong of Lin Academy treated us with courtesy. If you dare to offend Master Yan, you are making trouble for us."
Seeing the sudden anger and anger, Yan Liliu also had a displeased face, but Jiang Qian was not angry. The more people came, the better.
"Master Yan, any painting without a painter, such as blowing clouds, splashing ink, water painting, fire painting, lacquer painting, and embroidery painting, are all unorthodox.
Although finger painting is no longer among them, it has its own limitations such as small ink storage capacity, difficulty in writing long lines, difficulty in writing fine details, and the tendency for the picture to become fragmented and trivial.
If you want to do finger painting, you need to be based on proficient and long-lasting strokes, and the painting skills must reach the peak to the point where the palm of your hand corresponds. Unless you have good hands, you cannot create a masterpiece.
The various kinds of finger painting are often unexpected, and the result is that the painting seems alive but not raw, seems clumsy but not clumsy, seems capable but not capable, and has the benefits of being unexpected but not fingering, being more spiritual than form, and not being able to have rhyme and ink.
If you cannot reach such a state, you will just be a juggler and fool the outsiders."
His finger painting has indeed received numerous criticisms. Some people even said that if fingers can paint, can feet be used for foot painting? Can butts be used for butt painting?
Yan Liliu originally thought that this young man was making trouble unreasonably, but he didn't expect that Jiang Yan was so young, but his few words directly pointed to the core of the painting, making it difficult for him to refute. These few sentences inspired him a lot.
"Little brother, you are right. I have been using the brush to draw pictures for most of my life, but due to my talent, I have not been able to create finger paintings for ten years. However, the relationship between the brush and the fingers has never been smooth." Yan Liliu actually asked for advice in public.
It’s Jiang Yan.
"Using the pen is constant; using the finger is changing; seek change in the constant to realize the constant; seek constant in the change to realize the change. It is difficult to go everywhere with the pen, but the finger can convey the spirit, and wherever the finger is pointed, the pen cannot reach it.
A vivid portrayal, half armor and half flesh"
This was Jiang Yan's point of view that he had read in a book introducing finger painting before, and now he copied it to fool the old man. However, Yan Liliu suddenly became enlightened to his surprise.
Seeing more and more people watching, Jiang Gu felt secretly happy that his goal had been achieved.
Selling calligraphy and paintings on the street and yelling at him always felt degrading. He couldn't open his mouth, and no one would come to him if he didn't yell. After all, he was too young, so after thinking about it, he could only rely on his colleagues to help him.
How can we stand higher? Of course we have to stand on the shoulders of our peers. Who cares whether our peers are willing or not?
But what I miscalculated was that this colleague was too eager to learn and too shameless to ask questions, and kept asking endless questions.
He was also called a boy, then a little brother, and now he has become a master. Jiang Yan really likes to hear others flatter him, but this really affects his business, so he has no choice but to use a trick to escape.
Jiang Qian hurriedly found another place where there were not many people, avoiding Yan Liliu. However, there were many people passing by in the morning, but no one really wanted to write or draw.
Jiang Yan is not in a hurry. This kind of business is similar to robbery. It lasts for three years without opening, and it lasts for three years after opening. As long as he can endure it, someone who knows the wrongdoer will come to the door.
At noon, someone finally came to the door, and a woman with a graceful and elegant appearance could be said to be the most charming person in the country. However, Jiang Yan looked at this person's expression as if he was looking for trouble rather than buying a painting.
"Seeing that you were young and studying diligently, you sold calligraphy on the street without even learning half of the skills of your teachers. How is this different from begging for food on the roadside? Every word of calligraphy in this city reeks of copper. It is simply insulting to gentlemen. You are corrupting
I am a scribe”
Wenfu is divided into four categories: calligraphy, painting, poetry, and poetry, so painters are also a type of scribes.
Jiang Yan looked around and saw that he was the only one on the left and right, and then he was sure that the young lady was scolding him.
Self-reliance is said to be like a beggar asking for food, and using a servant to get money is said to be degrading to politeness. As for ruining the ethos of the school, what kind of bad ethos is it for me to be self-taught?
Jiang Yan has his own way of dealing with such unreasonable people. After all, everything in the world cannot be avoided by two sentences.
"It's none of your business," Jiang Yan's reply was simple and rude.
"you you…"
This woman was treated like a pearl and grew up in an environment surrounded by stars. How could she have ever experienced such opposition?
"Judging from your appearance, you can be regarded as a scribe. A scribe is a noble person in the world and does not follow the secular world. How can the reputation of a scribe be inferior to these stinky people?"
"None of my business"
She is quite good-looking, but her personality is really unlikable. She is full of jewels and wealth, but she makes others regard money as dirt, and she doesn’t know who is sick.
"If you don't want to buy calligraphy and painting, go away quickly and don't affect my business." Jiang Yan issued an eviction order.
"My name is Lin Wanxi, do you dare to drive me away?"
"It's okay if you don't leave, I'll go"
Jiang Yan saw that there were several guards around the girl, and thought to himself, could it be that Lin'an City also had urban management? After cleaning up the guys, he was ready to move.
"etc"
Lin Wanxi had never seen such a scoundrel before, and then she thought about it and found a good way to deal with him.
"Don't you want to sell calligraphy and painting? I'll buy it!"
"Girl, just tell me what kind of calligraphy and painting you need."
When Jiang Yan heard that the girl wanted to buy a painting, he immediately felt that the girl's features were more delicate and delicate.
"My father is fond of poetry, calligraphy and painting. Today happens to be his fiftieth birthday. I want to buy a painting to celebrate his birthday."
"Okay, do you want to bring your own paint or use mine?" Jiang Yan asked with a smile.
"I can provide you with paint, but the painting must be of high quality, and at least of ordinary quality!"
She just wanted to make things difficult for Jiang Yan. After all, there were few young people in Lin'ancheng who could make ordinary paintings, let alone a little scholar who looked down and out. If he couldn't draw, he would be kicked out of Lin'ancheng.
"Miss, even if you bring your own paint, the retouching fee for ordinary paintings is very expensive, costing six hundred taels."
"Six hundred taels, six hundred taels, here you go"
Seeing Jiang Yan's dilemma, Lin Wanxi praised her wit. Fearing that Jiang Yan would regret it, she took out a banknote from her purse and put it on the table.
There was also a place similar to a bank in Xuanguo. There was no difference between banknotes and taels of silver. Jiang Yan carefully folded them up and put them in his arms, secretly thinking that this stupid girl had indeed fallen into the trap.
I rolled out the drawing paper, took the paint from Lin Wanxi, ground it, and started painting.
Lin Wanxi didn't know the origin of this paint. Although the texture of the paint was not as good as the one Lu Daoxuan gave him, it was much better than the one he made himself.
Since it is a painting made to celebrate birthdays, it is natural that the title should be: Dachun will live long, so the ancients often used Chun Ting to refer to his father, and Xuan Ting to refer to his mother. Jiang Yan was going to paint a picture of Chun Xuan!
The double-hook color scheme shows a tall and straight thousand-year-old toon tree with lush branches and leaves. Under the tree are strange rocks and exquisite orchid grasses. The daylilies are soft, translucent and graceful, just like a beautiful woman looking forward to the waves.
With Jiang Yan's painting skills and cultivation, the simplest low-grade paintings of flowers, birds, fish and insects can be done almost easily in no more than half an hour, but the difficulty of ordinary-grade paintings has increased a lot and requires a little more seriousness.
Lu Dao
I keep my pen at every turn, for fear that I will overdo it if I am not careful.
At the same time, Jiang Qian was also thinking about his own way out. This girl's domineering look was definitely not an ordinary person. He had been very angry with her just now. After finishing the painting, he found an opportunity to run away to avoid suffering.
She was distracted while painting, and after painting for two full hours, Lin Wanxi ordered her subordinates to keep an eye on Jiang Yan while she went to buy some other gifts.
When Lin Wanxi came back, the painting had been completed. She had originally planned to have Jiang Chan humiliated in public and then be driven out of the city, but when she saw the Chun Xuan painting, her eyes were filled with shock.
She is also a painter herself, and she is the most talented painter among the younger generation in Lin Ancheng. The paintings in front of her are definitely of ordinary quality, and even the lines and artistic conception are comparable to her, who is the proud daughter of heaven. The entire Lin Ancheng can
There are only a handful of people at this age who can produce extraordinary paintings.
Moreover, because this painting was given to someone else, it has not been distributed to the spirit. As long as she puts her seal on it, the painting will be hers.
"Where's the person who painted it?"
Because Lin Wanxi was too absorbed in looking at the painting, when she looked up, Jiang Yan had already fled from the crowd, leaving only a worthless empty stall.
While escaping, Jiang Yan overheard the onlookers talking about Lin Wanxi, who was actually a talented painter from Shanglin Academy. At the age of eighteen, he painted a middle-grade painting named Cao Yunzhou, becoming one of the most famous among the young generation in Yunzhou.
Outstanding.
Jiang Yan might be able to sneer at her painting, but it was just a mid-range painting. Wouldn't it make her collapse if he told her that he had made a top-level painting?
But what really made him feel guilty was that Lin Wanxi was the only daughter of Lin Fan, the prefect of Lin'an City. Thinking that he had offended her just now, he had a cold war.
"It seems that I won't be able to show up in Lin'an City for a while."