After a night of drizzle, clean the East Crossroads.

Now, the rain has stopped, but a thin mist has risen, making the East Crossroads feel like it is in the misty smoke.

Sulida of the Su family shop also got up early, and was doing the opening as usual, but the fat and bulging face had a little more pride than before.

He borrowed his mother's private house to buy this tea shop despite his family's opposition.

If you can't do it well, won't you be laughed at by those brothers and uncles who only know how to make vinegar and sell vinegar?

But at Panlou Street, at the intersection of East Cross Street, how many people who have been doing calligraphy, painting and cultural activities for generations look down on him?

When I have good things, I don’t think about him, so I come to him with some shoddy fakes to deceive him.

They didn't think about it. The old jealous family of the Su family in Kaifeng Prefecture had been engaged in the activities that had been in the Later Liang Dynasty. It has been two hundred years since then, and they have sold the old jealous family to the Khitan Kingdom and the Goryeo Kingdom. Even the daughters of the Zhao family (the daughter of the Zhao clan) have been married to no less than ten. How could they never see the treasure?

However, five days ago, the Sujia Shop on East Cross Street finally had a chance to become famous.

There will be a treasure that will appear in the Sujia Shop, and it will also use the singing and selling method that Guishizi has never seen before in the East Cross!

If the "Drunk Arhat" had been sold at a sky-high price, the Sujia Shop might have developed in the singing and selling activities. Although there are singing and selling activities in Kaifeng Prefecture, there is no shop that specializes in singing and selling in the entire Panlou Street and the East Cross Street. Sujia Shop can set a precedent...

Just when Su Dalang was a little imaginative, his Su family shop had the first customer.

"Shop, a desktop."

The guest wore a veil and spoke while walking quickly towards a table in the corner.

"This customer, there is a big deal to do in the small shop today..." Su Dalang hurriedly stepped forward with a smile on his face and explained the situation to the customer.

"I know, I'm singing and selling "Drunk Arhat Picture"."

The person who came was Wu Dalang. He got up too early today and couldn't even rent a donkey. He walked almost an hour before he walked from Daxiangguo Temple to East Cross Street. He had already had his feet and legs sore and sweaty, and he was also thirsty and hungry.

"First, let's have a bowl of cold water, and then serve a few cakes." As he said that, he threw a string of copper coins on the table.

"Celebrity, do you want to take a copy of "Drunk Arhat Picture"?" Su Dalang put away the copper coins and asked with a smile.

"Oh? You also spent hundreds of money to buy a copy of "Drunk Arhat Picture"?" Wu Dalang didn't remember selling the copy to Su Dalang.

"Of course I bought it," Su Dalang laughed, "but it only cost fifty pieces."

"Fifty treasures?" Wu Dalang was stunned.

"It was copied by Li Xi," said Su Dalang. "A copy is fifty, but many people have bought it."

Li Xigu was Li Tang. That day, he also bought the "Drunk Arhat Picture" of Wu Hao's ancient copy in the Sujia Shop. However, Li Tang was also well-known in business. After he bought the copy of Wu Hao's ancient copy, he copied twenty or thirty copies himself and sold them on Panlou Street. Each copy was sold for fifty copies. Not only did he earn back the 300 copies of the paintings, but he also made a small thousand more.

"This is a way to make a fortune." Wu Dalang nodded.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, the most common ways to learn painting were "copy" and "copy". If you want to gain something in the painting, you need to copy the works of famous artists.

The object of copying is usually impossible to be the original... It is so expensive for famous artists to get it without a thousand or eight thousand. Therefore, good "copy" and "copy" are a must-have for learning painting.

The twenty copies of Wu Haogu (who copied his own paintings) sold in Wanjia Shop a few days ago and the twenty or thirty copies sold by Li Tang are all worth the money - because they allow buyers to learn the human body brushwork of later generations through copying!

Of course, human body paintings in later generations can be described as profound and profound, and cannot be mastered by copying a work.

In other words, Wu Haogu can also make more profits by selling copy of human paintings and realistic fine architectural drawings in the future...

Although this kind of "copy" cannot reach a high price of ten thousand yuan, it is better to have small profits and fewer losses.

Moreover, Wu Haogu doesn’t have to copy it by himself. You can hire a few unknown young painters to write for you.

Thinking of this, Wu Haogu was in a good mood and said to Su Dalang: "Let's take it and take a look."

"Okay." Su Dalang turned around and left. Soon after, a waiter brought a copy of Li Tang to Wu Haogu.

That was Li Tang, one of the four Southern Song corpses in history! Wu Haogu looked at Li Tang's copy through a layer of gauze, thinking: Even everyone like this is copying my paintings. It seems that there will definitely be a master of the Northern Song Dynasty in the history of painting after 920...

I really miss Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!

When Wu Haogu was thinking of Li Tang, Su Dalang's voice began to recall: "Master Li, you came very early."

Wu Haogu raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at the door of Sujia Shop, but it was a woman who caught his eyes.

He was wearing a light green robes, a moon-white mandarin duck belt tied around his waist, a fairy's temple on his head, and a pair of embroidered shoes on his feet, looking graceful and charming. He was slightly made of pink on his face, looking charming. However, there seemed to be a hint of worry between his eyebrows.

Wu Haogu's face suddenly burst into laughter uncontrollably...

It turned out that this woman was Pan Qiaolian. She, Li Tang, the female envoy named Xiao Ping'er, and several guys carrying boxes, all of whom were not wearing curtains.

"Su Dalang, a private room with elegant seats." Li Tang threw three strings of copper coins to Su Dalang who was smiling and greeted him.

Pan Qiaolian's beautiful eyes swept the bottom of the Su family shop and found Wu Dalang wearing a curtained hat. Although he did not recognize who the other party was, he felt a sense of déjà vu.

Wu Haogu's eyes were also unable to move away from Pan Qiaolian... In fact, over the past few days, he has been trying to suppress his feelings for Pan Qiaolian.

On the one hand, it was because Wu Haogu knew that the class difference between him and Pan Qiaolian was quite different, so it was difficult to get together in the end; on the other hand, one was Wu Dalang and the other was Pan Qiaolian, which was too easy to think of Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian...

But today when he saw Pan Qiaolian himself, the love that was firmly suppressed gushed out like a volcanic eruption.

Could it be...Is this the feeling of love to the point of deep love? Wu Haogu thought, but who does this love belong to? Is it me, or the "Zhenwu Dalang" who lost his soul?

"Sister Eighteenth, go upstairs."

Just when Wu Haogu was confused, Li Tang had already directed the Pan family's gold, silver and silk shop to carry the box upstairs, and then called Pan Qiaolian upstairs.

Pan Qiaolian took her eyes off Wu Dalang, kissed and sighed, and went upstairs with Li Tang. Li Tang also discovered Pan Qiaolian's distracted just now. He knew why, so he comforted in a low voice: "Eighteenth sister, don't worry, calligraphy and painting business has its own rules, and the difficulty of the Wu family is just to lose everything. With the ability of the three fathers and sons, there will always be a comeback."

Pan Qiaolian sighed softly: "Master Li, I know this rule too... But Brother Dawu has lost news these days, so why don't people worry?"

"Should he raise money everywhere?"

" Raise money?" Pan Qiaolian shook her head and said softly, "Why don't you come to my shop if you want to raise money? The friendship between Pan Wu and his family has been in trouble now. My family always needs to help..."

While talking softly, Pan Qiaolian and Li Tang went upstairs and entered a private room near the window and facing the street.

Soon, the sound of carriages and horses came from the street. The Su family's father knew there were distinguished guests, so he hurriedly went out. When he arrived outside the door, he saw an old man wearing brocade clothes and white faces and beardless, helping another man in his forties, dressed in a gorgeously decorated carriage.

Men in the Song Dynasty considered bearding as beauty. As long as they were older, they would usually start to grow beards. If they didn’t have beards, they would probably not be born. In Kaifeng Prefecture, if they saw an older person without beards and dressed in gorgeous clothes, then seven out of ten were nobles who served the officials.

"Xiao Di has seen two great officials." Su Dalang stepped forward and saluted, then smiled and said, "Do you two know the bad rules of Guishizi?"

"Our family knows." The elderly man said to himself "our family", which is a commonly used self-proclaimer by noble people.

The person who came turned out to be Liu Youfang and Liu Ai, the eunuch father and son who were not related to blood.

"Is there a private room?" Liu Ai asked loudly.

"Yes, yes." Su Dalang responded repeatedly, made a gesture from Suke, and led the way forward, introducing Liu Youfang, Liu Ai and his son to their own shop.
Chapter completed!