I finally have my own residence in Daxuan City, and it is not small in size. It has all kinds of pavilions and waterside pavilions, but it is a little abandoned.
Su Kou was very happy and immediately assigned a side hospital to himself for the purpose of studying poisons.
Yaya also found a room for herself and had fun among the wild grass and rocks.
Of course the task of cleaning the yard fell on his own shoulders, and of course Mr. Jiang was too lazy to do it himself.
Jiang Yan opened his hand, and rows of small paper figures emerged from the collar, then strode across his arms, and more than a dozen paper cranes circled and flew out.
Of course, you need to find someone to do this kind of thing for you.
Jiang Yan himself found a shade tree, leaned on it and began to take a nap.
After the paper man or crane had the support of his spiritual power, he became much stronger than before, and even carried away some gravel blocking the road in groups of three, three, and five.
Yaya watched these little paper figures cleaning with interest. Now the paper cranes are no longer just for summons and investigation. They also have a certain degree of aggression. They can't kill people, but they can cut grass very quickly.
It flew through the air, and a large piece of grass was cut down where its wings passed.
A paper crane inadvertently landed on a spider web while it was flying and was unable to move. The movement on the spider web attracted a spider the size of a fingernail to crawl out.
But as soon as he climbed out, he was attacked by a group of paper cranes. Although the wings of the paper cranes were made of paper, they were extremely sharp and cut the spider in half.
When the paper cranes were showing off their power in mid-air, a big hand snatched them all away.
Su Kou grabbed a handful of paper cranes and placed them in his yard, and then pinched a few paper figures from the ground, completely ignoring their resistance and struggle.
"I can use these"
The Tianshe Mansion, which had been abandoned for many years, was very busy, and it took most of the day to clean it up.
Just as night fell, Fu Yueming followed his paper crane and found Jiang Gu.
"How about it"
When Jiang Yan saw Fu Yueming, he became more energetic and hurriedly sat up.
Fu Yueming was not polite. When he saw the wine placed next to Jiang Yan, he took it and drank heavily.
"It's almost done. I used your name to send invitations to many houses of the Daxuan family."
"Why are you sending invitations?" Jiang Qian was a little confused.
"I spent the more than 10,000 yuan I saved in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the most famous place for romance in Daxuan City, and invited all the famous people in Daxuan City to come and appraise the paintings."
"Can they come?"
"It should be possible. The title of No. 1 in the Eight Prefectures is more useful than I thought. Although I can't hire a real big boss, it is enough to collect 100,000 gold."
Fu Yueming knew that if he used his own greeting card, he would not even be able to knock on the doors of those high-ranking officials and dignitaries.
Using Jiang Chan's name, although these people may not come back, they all received him in a good manner.
Painting appraisal is similar to the previous art exhibitions. For a painter, if he can hold a painting exhibition in a high-end place, and if three or two people come to support him, his reputation will reach its peak in a short time.
Jiang Yan rubbed his hands. This was the first time in his life that he held a painting exhibition, which made him feel a little excited.
"Do I need to prepare anything?"
"No need..."
As soon as Fu Yueming finished speaking, he looked Jiang Yan up and down. His appearance was good, he was thin and not frail, but his narrow eyes were really ungraceful.
It's hard to change her appearance, but she is wearing a navy blue gown, with her hair tied in a single ponytail and hanging casually on her back. Her attire is simply an insult to the two thousand years of elegance of the Wen family.
"No, there are quite a lot of things you need to prepare."
"You wait for me"
Fu Yueming was determined to change Jiang Chan's appearance. What the scribe was most famous for in the Qing capital was, of course, his uninhibited demeanor and magnanimity. This look was definitely not enough.
When Fu Yueming forced Jiang Chan to put on something he had bought with a lot of money, Jiang Chan was confused.
The clothes were made of tulle, and they were as light and smooth as cicada wings when worn on the body. The clothes slid down a bit, and the neck actually appeared to be higher in such clothes.
The neckline was open all the way to above the navel. When Jiang Gu lowered his head, he could see his abdominal muscles. Perhaps it was a subconscious reaction that made him involuntarily flex his biceps to show off his manliness, but he was slapped by Fu Yueming.
open.
"Don't make such an action. A scribe should be refined and elegant, preferably with some morbid frailty..."
Jiang Yan thought of Zhou Xiaoshi and couldn't help but shudder. He and Zhou Xiaoshi were good friends, but he would never let him become like that.
"You want me to learn from Zhou Xiaoshi? No, no!"
"Do you still want to make money? Daxuan's aesthetics are relatively weak and he doesn't appreciate strong men. He is really Zhou Xiaoshi. People like Song Yu who look like weak willows and winds will make people crazy."
Jiang Yan had no choice but to let Fu Yueming swing. Maybe this was packaging. If you want to make a big splash, packaging is essential.
Fu Yueming was also a little helpless. If it were Li Youlang, or even Su Kou, he wouldn't need to go to such great lengths to package the appearance.
"Take off your shoes"
"What are you taking off your shoes for?"
"With all due respect, the only part of your body that I've seen enough is your feet..."
Fu Yueming's words directly made Jiang Yan feel a little bit off guard.
"I'm here to sell paintings, not to sell myself."
"With all due respect, I thought so before I started selling paintings. It wasn't until I opened Minglou that I discovered that the boundary between the two is actually much blurrier than you think.
There are many noble ladies who will be arriving at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion tomorrow. If you can take the money out of their pockets, it will not only look at the paintings, but also your performance!"
When he thought that he was still short of Zhang Tang by one hundred thousand gold, he accepted such a humiliating thing. Jiang Yan found that his tolerance seemed to be particularly high when it came to money.
Moreover, Jiang Yan also thought about it. Sometimes art and body can be directly linked. There are so many ancestors who devoted themselves to art, why can't he be one of them.
Fu Yueming redressed Jiang Gu from head to toe, then held him down and applied some powder on him.
After the work was completed, Fu Yueming was very satisfied with all the details, except that the overall look still felt a little uncomfortable.
After repeated attempts several times, Fu Yueming finally understood what the problem was, but he had no choice but to recognize the reality. After all, he did not have the technology to change faces.
"It would be great if your appearance could be as high as your talent in painting." Fu Yueming sighed.
"Let's play, let's play, don't joke about my appearance. Someone just said that I look exactly like my great-grandfather. You are not attacking me alone, but our whole family!"
Someone once dared to attack the whole family of Tianshe Mansion. As a result, the grass on the graves is now ten feet high.
Fu Yueming didn't care about Jiang Yan's threat and turned to look at Su Kou.
"Pharmacist, I'm sorry to ask, is there any medicine that can pry open eyelids?"
Zuko squirted out the water without taking a sip.
"It's not me you offend, it's him."
"Old Fu, don't go too far."
While packaging himself, Jiang Yan had already endured numerous cynicisms, both intentional and unintentional, as well as all kinds of verbal attacks on his appearance.