Just by unfolding the tracker picture a little bit, Xia Tao felt frightened.
Before, he spent 30,000 taels to buy a black and white painting and was already amazed. But now, the painting in his hand is in color, more realistic and three-dimensional, especially the detailed description. He simply can't imagine how he can do it with a brush. You can draw it.
After only looking at a corner, he was a little afraid to fully unfold the scroll in his hand, fearing that the content after unfolding would disappoint him.
Unable to bear to unfold it, he looked at Yun Jing and confirmed, "Brother Yun, was this painting really painted by you?"
¡°It¡¯s still fake. There¡¯s my signature on the upper right corner of the painting. If you don¡¯t believe me, open it and take a look.¡± Yun Dingding nodded and smiled.
Xia Tao took a deep breath and said to the door of the private room: "Here comes someone."
Soon several sweet-looking maids came in, and they were all the kind that could only be picked out of a thousand. Yun Jing had seen two of them before, and they had put his feet in the soft part of his arms
"What are your orders, Master?" one of the maids asked.
Xia Tao stood up and said, "Come on, unfold this painting for me, be careful not to damage it."
That painting is a bit big and cannot fit on the table.
The two maids stood up and did as they were told, not daring to have the slightest objection. However, when they slowly unfolded the scroll, they all opened their beautiful eyes and were shocked by the content on the scroll.
Is this a painting, or is the real world fixed on paper?
Although it is indeed an exaggeration to say this, it is what everyone, including Xia Tao, is thinking at this time.
Yun Jing didn¡¯t say anything, and even wanted to laugh a little, thinking to himself, this is nothing. If you see the high-resolution photo, you will not be dumbfounded on the spot. There is still some gap between my painting and the photo.
And although this painting is realistic, it actually does not have much artistic value. The so-called artistic value usually refers to the ethereal artistic conception. Yun Jing does not think that his painting has any artistic conception, it just records the real picture. To put it bluntly, It's full of craftsmanship.
Craftsmen¡¯s skills are nothing compared to the artist¡¯s works of art.
At this time, everyone in the private room, including Xia Tao, had no time to pay attention to the cloud scene. Everyone wanted to get into the painting, especially Xia Tao, who opened his eyes wide and observed every place in the tracker painting, and kept exclamating from his mouth. the sound of.
Seeing him like this, Yun Jingxin asked whether he should be so exaggerated?
Xia Tao carefully observed the paintings there, forgetting himself and time
It was quiet in the private room. Time passed little by little and it was almost dark. Yunjing couldn't help interrupting him and said: "Brother Huang, that's enough. Is this necessary? After watching it for so long, you should make an offer." ah"
"A price? What price?" Xia Tao looked away from the painting with difficulty and looked at Yun Jing blankly.
Pointing to the painting, Yun Jing said: "This painting, I show it to you just to ask you to give me a price."
"Brother Yun, how can you do this? Can this painting be measured by philistine things like gold and silver? You are insulting this painting, you are simply insulting to gentleness!" Xia Tao said angrily immediately.
Yunjing: "????"
Why are you so impatient?
¡°Furthermore, you don¡¯t use money to measure the value of this painting, so what do you use to measure it, love?
If someone uses money to insult me, the more the better!
"I took it out to show you just to let you evaluate it, but you told me that this thing can't be measured in gold and silver, so why did I take it out? I should have known I wouldn't show it to you," Yun Jing said speechlessly.
Xia Tao smiled awkwardly, took a deep breath and said: "Brother Yun, don't mind, I am really shocked by this painting. To be honest, I can't put a price on this painting. It's unique in the world."
¡°It¡¯s not as exaggerated as you are, it¡¯s just a piece of paper with some ink,¡± Yun Jing said, rolling his eyes.
Opening his mouth, Xia Tao ignored Yun Jing and looked at the scroll and said, "I don't want to talk to you. This rare scroll in this world is actually just a piece of paper and some paint in your mouth? If you have the ability, you can draw one. "
"This is what I painted, are you sure? As long as you bid, if the money is enough, I will give you a complete painting," Yun Jing reminded him.
Xia Tao: ""
Only then did I realize that this was a painting by Yun Jing, and there was a signature and seal on it, so it couldn¡¯t be fake.
But being so distracted by Yun Jing, he really wasn't in the mood to appreciate the painting. He could have seen such a painting, which was worthy of the banquet guests to enjoy together for three days and three nights. However, in Yun Jing's place, it was just a piece of paper. You Talk about irritating people but not irritating people.
Turning around, he looked at Yunjing seriously and said, "I can't get out of this painting."But what do I need so much money for? Now I don¡¯t have enough food and clothing. It¡¯s stupid to take so much money and pile it up to rust. I might as well make the best use of it to help others. In the eyes of many people, this is indeed stupid. , but in my opinion, I can help countless desperate people with a piece of paper. In the end, I still make money, so why should I care so much? Just be happy." Yunjing waved his hand and smiled.
When saying these words, Yun Jing secretly thought that if I need money, why should I count on this painting? Believe it or not, I can make a lot of money just by thinking of any way. Even if I am a little lazy, just by relying on the things I have done, it is not too much to publish it and get more wealth than I can squander in ten lifetimes, right?
A painting is worth at least one million taels of silver. How many people can it help?
This can be considered robbing the rich and giving to the poor.
Seeing Yun Jing's seriousness, Xia Tao immediately stood in awe, stood up and bowed his hands and said: "Brother Yun Gaoyi, I never thought that there is such a kind person like you in the world. I will help you with the things you arranged." There are too many, so I can¡¯t guarantee it. The only thing I can guarantee is that the money from selling the paintings will definitely be paid for every coin. Whoever dares to steal a coin, I will put him in a dilemma!"
Yun Jing quickly said: "I am robbing the rich and giving to the poor. I am not virtuous or unkind. Brother Huang, please don't praise me to death. We little people don't think too much, we just want to do something within our ability. So, let's just do it with Brother Huang, in your name, use that money to help those in need. Don¡¯t mention a word about me, otherwise the higher-ups might think I have ulterior motives. I can¡¯t afford such a big crime to win people¡¯s hearts. People will die.¡±
"And you see, using the money to do good deeds makes me happy. Brother Huang, you have gained a reputation, and you have designated as many people to look up to your benevolent deeds. This is only good for you, and I don't suffer at all. It helps. You are so busy, but if I ask you anything in the future, can you still stand by and do nothing? Speaking of which, I still made a profit."
Hearing what Yun Jing said, Xia Tao's eyes suddenly flickered and said: "Brother Yun, are you dissatisfied with some people? Otherwise, I can't figure out why you are helping me so much!"
To help himself earn fame, in Xia Tao's view, this is probably an investment by Yunjing. From his identity and perspective, he would inevitably think so. Yunjing helps himself in this way, if it is not for some people (Nian Prince's identity (certificate number) has an opinion, how can he be so helpful?
"Brother Huang, you are overthinking. I am just troublesome. I also believe in your character. You don't bother the two masters. Don't overthink it." Yunjing immediately shook his head.
Xia Tao felt that he understood, tacitly.
He said: "Brother Yun, there's no need to say more. I understand. Just watch. I will handle this matter beautifully. I won't let you down in the future. Tsk, why can't I think of this way? When it comes to making money and fame, I¡¯m trying to find ways to run a franchise. It¡¯s better to just say a word from Brother Yun. My identity is not afraid of violating taboos.¡±
Yunjing is a little confused, what is this guy talking about?
Isn¡¯t it Dihua?
No matter what, the matter was settled, so he stood up and said: "That's it, it's getting dark, I have to go and rest."
"Brother Yun, if you please, I have to find my staff to compile your reminder today. Well, how about you be my chief staff member? I think you can stand up to a group of them," Huang Tao said expectantly.
Yunjing carried the book box and left, leaving behind two words: "Farewell"
"Um, by the way, Brother Yun, remember to go and celebrate Mr. Zuo's birthday together tomorrow," Xia Tao reminded. Yun Jing's rejection was completely within his expectation.
Today¡¯s interaction with Yunjing really impressed him. How old is Yunjing? His seemingly random actions make people scared after a little thought. Will he do it again in the future?
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