Tales of Herding Gods - 369. Chapter 355 The Deaf Sells Paintings (Third, ask for a monthly pass!)

He is a little uncertain. There are also several demon scholars in the Tai Academy. Compared with other schools, the Tai Academy is eclectic in recruiting disciples. As long as they pass the test of the Tai Academy, they can become Tai Xue scholars. .

Therefore, there are many women in Taiyuan Academy, accounting for about half of them. After leaving the Taiyuan Academy, these women often became officials everywhere, and many women entered the army to become generals.

However, judging from the books behind this cute little girl, the books are neatly folded and not messy. This is exactly the style of Hu Linger.

However, Hu Ling’er didn’t know a big character, and it was impossible to carry a stack of books wherever he went. This was not the style of the little demon fox.

The little girl didn’t see him, and parted ways with other scholars, instead of walking to Shentongju, she went down the mountain. Qin Mu waited for a while outside the Array Yuan Palace, but no one came out inside.

“Yuxiu said that Ling’er was listening in the Yuanyuan Hall. There is no her in the Yuanyuan Hall, so it must be the little girl just now. Has she transformed?”

Qin Mu was stunned: “The demon spirit king of Daxu is really damn, Ling’er is so young, he wants to marry her and become the wife of the village.”

He walked down the mountain, wondering: “If it were Ling’er, where would she go if she didn’t return to her own way?”

He followed quietly, and saw that the little girl with three tails jumped all the way down the mountain, and suddenly fell on the ground with a oops, and then climbed forward for two steps with both hands and feet. The three tails swayed. He stood up, took two steps tentatively, and fell to the ground again with a oops.

Qin Mu couldn’t laugh or cry, but saw that little girl glanced around and saw that there was no one around. She ran forward with her hands and feet, tiptoe, her little hands and feet barely touched the ground, she still hopped and walked with three tails dangling. Dangling, very proud and proud.

She should have been transformed shortly and has not adapted to walking on two legs, so she occasionally trips when walking like a human.

She transforms into form now, like a little girl, but running with her arms and legs is more agile than two legs.

Hu Ling’er walked out of the Academy and headed for the city, but there were too many people outside, so she stood up again, hopping around, her three tails trembling behind her, keeping her balance.

Puff through.

Qin Mu saw the little girl’s face planted on the ground again, with only three tails standing up, and then the tail twitched and hung down.

“It’s not fun to be a human…”

The little girl grumbled and got up, sneaked around an old tree, and from the other side of the tree walked out a snow-white little fox, swiftly running forward, dragging three long hairy tails.

This time she was much faster, and it didn’t take long for her to come to the Qizhen Garden in the capital. On the way, she bought some wine and vegetables and wrapped them, and weighed some fruits.

Treasure Garden is a second-hand goods market, selling antiques and cultural relics, some rare and exotic treasures, and spiritual soldiers, and some fallen talents sell some calligraphy and paintings and ancient books here.

“Does Ling’er come here to sell books?”

Qin Mu was puzzled, but saw that Fox Linger came to Qizhen Garden and turned into a little girl with three tails, carefully shuttled among the pedestrians, and walked deep into the market holding his book with magic techniques.

When we arrived at the Calligraphy and Painting Street, the little girl was relieved and looked around, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she ran over to a stall.

Behind the stall was a desolate old scholar with a beard, squatting in the corner, with his sleeves in his hands, bowed his head and said nothing, revealing two shiny silver iron ears.

There are a few calligraphy and paintings hanging behind him, and a few scrolls are placed on the stall in front of him. The corners of the stall are pressed with stones to avoid being blown away by the wind.

“Grandpa deaf, how many calligraphy and paintings do you sell?”

After Hu Linger came to the stall, she put down the wine, vegetables and fruits, and asked the old man.

The deaf man ate quickly without raising his head and said, “I didn’t meet anyone who knows the goods. You came just right, and I was starving to death.”

“Grandpa Deaf should go to the front of the National Teacher’s House to sell paintings. National Master Yankang is definitely willing to buy it at a big price.”

When Hu Ling’er said this, she suddenly remembered, and annoyed: “Guo Shi Yankang has no money. His wife gave birth and added a son. The old man sent an invitation to the son. I went if the son was not at home. Guo Shi Yankang. I was not at home, the wedding banquet was very shabby, and the soup was too watery. The mothers were so hungry that they had food. They said that the national teacher was fighting, and the national treasury did not have much money, so the national teacher donated his savings. I was temporarily Feeling soft, she wrapped a big red envelope for the wife, and the wife pestered me to ask my son to recognize the son as a godfather… Then the emperor heard about it, and saved some money in the palace by frugal, so that the mother and son can make a living.”

The deaf man said: “The gentleman is poor, the villain is too poor. Yankang Guoshi is really my soulmate.”

Fox Ling’er pouted.

The deaf man took out some paper and said, “I wrote some words in dotted lines, and you can copy them.”

The little girl spread the paper on the ground, intending to lift the pen to lick the ink. The deaf man quickly said: “Don’t use ink, just use the pen to write along the dotted line. This can be more than a few times. I will take a look at your books first. I will explain it to you.”

Hu Ling’er sat down on his knees, copying the words of the deaf, very earnestly.

“Buy a painting.”

Hearing this sound, Hu Ling’er couldn’t help being surprised and delighted, and hurriedly raised her head, only to see a young man standing in front of the stall!

“The son!”

The little girl leaped up and threw herself into Qin Mu’s arms. Qin Mu just hugged her, and the little girl turned into a white fox again and got out of his arms and went around his neck.

She jumped up too quickly, knocked over the ink of the deaf, and stained a few pieces of paper. The deaf quickly cleaned it up and complained: “Ling’er, you are too naughty. These pieces of paper were also bought with money, and they are stained now. …”

“Grandpa deaf!”

Qin Mu laughed loudly and could not help but lifted the deaf man and hooped it hard. The deaf man was a little uncomfortable, and broke free, and said indifferently, “Here is it.”

“Grandpa the village chief is here too!” Qin Mu said excitedly.

The deaf man turned dark and hummed: “He also ran out? Could it be that I was making a joke?”

Qin Mu knew that he had a strong self-esteem, and said with a smile: “The village head is now in the Taiyuan College. Grandpa Deaf took the stall and let me go to the Taiyuan College.”

The deaf man shook his head: “I can live by selling paintings, and I don’t need you to support me. I will start preparing for the New Year in two months. I paint the door god, and I will definitely be able to sell it.”

Qin Mu couldn’t laugh or cry. He picked off the fox Ling’er who was crooked around his neck, and gently touched her little head in his arms, and smiled: “Ling’er is learning to read from the deaf grandfather? Do you recognize all the characters?”

Hu Linger turned into a little girl again, and smiled sweetly: “I recognize it, but I don’t understand it well. These days I often come over and ask Grandpa Deaf to teach me.”

Qin Mu put her down, his eyes flickered, and said, “Grandpa deaf can’t sell calligraphy and painting like this. After all, there are few people who know the goods. Moreover, the recent wars, the flourishing calligraphy and painting, and the chaos of gold. . If you want to sell, you have to use some means.”

He put away all the calligraphy and paintings of the deaf, bunched them aside, and painted.

As he painted, butterflies flew up from the paper and flew around the stall, and then the sparrows also flew out, chirping, attracting passers-by to watch and wonder.

Qin Mu kept painting, but seeing more and more birds flying out of the paper, the finches were flying, and another great swan fluttered out of the paper. The wings were seven or eight feet long, and there was a patch on all sides. Exclamation.

The deaf man sneered and said, “I’m not a blind man. I don’t need to show off like this. Those who know the goods naturally know the goods, and those who don’t know the goods, I won’t sell them to him!”

Qin Mu turned a deaf ear, and another colorful phoenix flew out of the paper, wandering back and forth in the calligraphy and painting street, attracting more pedestrians.

Qin Mu drew a stroke of the god, and drew a door god, that door god also jumped out of the painting, tall and majestic, making everyone retreat!

“You’re not hot yet!”

The deaf man looked more and more angry, grabbed the pen from his hand, and drew a picture of the door god, suddenly the majesty of the gods and demons erupted, pressing everyone on the street back and forth, only to see a god as high as more than a hundred meters. Standing up from the paper, Danfeng eyes, full-bearded beard, elbows draped with a magical sword, all evils are easy to avoid, and the power is extraordinary.

“This is the door god!”

The deaf man lifted his pen, and the door god suddenly fell with a scream, still on the paper, lifelike, and at this time, all the butterfly, bird and phoenix door gods painted by Qin Mu fell into pieces of ink.

Which one is higher and lower is clear at a glance!

Qin Mu admired, and there was a lot of admiration around him. Even if someone stepped forward to buy a picture of a door god and asked for a price, the price would blast the deaf man out of his mind. He has been selling paintings here for more than two months. If it hadn’t been for Hu Linger to find him, he would almost starve to death. I didn’t expect that the price of the first painting sold would be so amazing.

Hu Ling’er was also taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to bargain. The price was many times more expensive than Ambergris, which was staggering.

A painting for the deaf is enough to last a lifetime.

Hu Linger sold the picture of the door god, collected the money, and immediately rolled up the other pictures of the deaf. Qin Mu opened the gluttonous bag, and the little girl stuffed these pictures of the deaf into the gluttonous bag.

The two glanced at each other, blinked, and had a sharp heart.

Strange goods are available, and if they sell too much, they are worthless.

Qin Mu took the deaf and walked out, smiling: “Grandpa deaf, now we have money, let’s buy good fabrics and make some new clothes for you, have a good meal, and then go back to see the village chief. There is another one. What happened, I saw a painting way that was completely different from your painting way on the boat in Wuyou Township. You are the world of painting, allowing everything to come out of the painting, while the painting way of Wuyou Township is the world in the painting.”

The deaf man was originally unwilling to go with him, but he was immediately moved when he heard the words, and said, “The world in the painting? There is such a painting way? Tell me more!”

Qin Mu went to the cloth shop to buy good cloth, cut it out by himself, made some clothes for the deaf, and drew a pig-killing knife to shave his beard and trim his hair, and dressed the old man neatly and lightly, and then took them back to Tai College, said: “If Grandpa Deaf can combine the painting and art of the world in the painting, he will definitely be able to go further. This time the Chinese teacher asked me to forge a magical sun-shooting cannon, and I also need Grandpa Deaf’s brush. First draw a magical sun-shooting cannon. Come!”

————The third one is coming, I once again begged for monthly ticket support!