C110 Number one painter in the world

After Luo Mingshi heard this, she pretended to be surprised and asked: "Mr. Bai is willing to pay the silver?"

Bai Kongyi immediately coughed as if he was frightened, and said: "Perhaps you have never heard of me, I am the number one painter in the world."

Luo Mingshi feigned suspicion as she looked at him, "The number one painter does sound very powerful, do you have any money?"

Bai Kongyi finally could not hold back his anger, "If you take my painting and sell it, it'll be worth it, you money-loving woman."

When he finally managed to utter the words that he had been holding back for a long time and furiously venting his anger, he was driven out of the carriage. He was left by himself in a mess in the wind, and when he saw that the caravan was about to pass by and miss the last carriage carrying the goods, he no longer hesitated and bravely jumped up.

After Wang Chun received the news, she then turned to Luo Mingshi and said: "Miss, the person from earlier is still in our group."

Luo Mingshi was not surprised by her words, she only said, "In the wilderness where no one is around, he must be stupid to actually leave."

After about half a day's journey, the caravan finally stopped to rest.

Luo Mingshi also got off the carriage, and found a place to sit under the shade of a tree.

Just then, Bai Kongyi walked quickly towards her, holding something in his hand, he brought it in front of her, reached out his hand, and pushed it. A painting of the outskirts of the city appeared in front of her.

Even the tip of a leaf was drawn out meticulously, so much so that Luo Mingshi had to admit that the person's drawing was indeed capable of speaking.

He saw that the one on the left really was Yongyan.

When Luo Mingshi finished appreciating the painting with satisfaction, she said: "You sneaked into my carriage, and now you're giving me a piece of scrap paper to cancel it out?"

To actually call his painting a piece of scrap paper, Bai Kongyi could not take it anymore, "Woman, you have eyes but are blind. You mistook the pearl for a fish's eye.

Bai Kong was so flustered that he suddenly said a lot of nasty things, but Luo Mingshi pretended not to understand. She looked at him with wide eyes and said, "You better believe me, a few days ago I bought a painting that was similar to yours, it's only a few coins." As he said this, he looked over to Wang Chun and said, "Wang Chun, go and take out the painting I put in the box.

Wang Chun immediately accepted the order, but she still stood on the spot and looked at Luo Mingshi fiercely.

He wanted to see what kind of painting could be compared with his own.

Wang Chun took the painting and walked over quickly. She immediately stepped forward and said, "Miss, the painting is here."

With that, he handed over the painting in his hand.

It was obvious that the painting had been meticulously protected by someone and was extremely careful to wrap it up, as if it was afraid that the painting would be damaged.

Seeing that, Bai Kongyi's gaze towards Luo Mingshi became more probing, and even the anger was dispelled quite a bit.

However, Luo Mingshi did not accept it, and only looked at Bai Kongyi, "Mr. I am too lazy to do anything. "

Bai Kongyi could not help but frown further upon hearing this. This woman was very contradictory, on one hand he was too blind and could not understand paintings, and on the other hand he was taking care of the paintings in her mouth that he did not like, on the other hand he was acting like it was nothing.

He was really curious. Even though he knew that this woman's appreciation of paintings was simply too low, he could not help but be curious. So what if she was called a painting that was similar to his own.

However, when he opened the painting, he couldn't help but be stunned. This familiar feeling ? this painting!

When he finally revealed all of the diagrams hidden in the scroll, he finally saw the signature ? mediocre words.

It was him. He actually did it himself.

He had not yet made a name for himself in the world of painting, and although few people admired him, he was still a gentleman who had eaten his fill of portraits on the streets.

He could not even afford a sheet of paper or ink.

He could only sell his own painting at a low price. However, after taking too much into consideration, he changed the words he wrote to a vulgar manner. At that time, he only changed the price to two coins. He still remembered taking the money and immediately buying a steamed bun to satisfy his hunger.

Now that he thought about it carefully, that was a difficult period of time. He really didn't know how he had endured it.

Bai Kongyi stared closely at the painting, he seemed to be admiring the painting, but also seemed to be lost in thought. Hot tears were already flowing out of his eyes, but his lips were tightly pursed.

Luo Mingshi raised her head and looked at the scene in front of him without saying a word, but in her heart she was thinking: Watching a forty year old uncle cry in front of him, what kind of experience is that?

Bai Kongyi finally opened his mouth and coughed out his somewhat dry throat. He then asked her, "How much money did you spend on this painting?"

After hearing Bai Kongyi's question, Luo Mingshi could not help but think of her original intention to buy this painting.

He had only planned to make a joke on Bai Kongyi, the grand number one painter in the world, the Bai Kongyi who had received praise from others. I bought the painting with three coins, it really made people envious.

But now, not to mention that she had already lost the right to say such words, even at this time, it would probably be inappropriate to laugh at him.

In a trance, she heard her own voice say, "Three hundred liang." Three hundred taels of silver was already the highest price that could be paid by a common and nameless painter.

Bai Kongyi was surprised, but also pleased with himself. He cried and laughed, and only heard him say: "I, Bai Kongyi's painting is of a certain standard, even if I, Bai Kongyi, am not named, there will still be people who are willing to agree with my painting."

It was like he wanted the world to announce him, but it was also like he was saying it to himself.

Seeing Bai Kongyi's near deranged look, Luo Mingshi could not help but guess, that the painting bore a lot of weight on Bai Kongyi, maybe it was because of his sad past, or maybe it was because of the hard time he had sold his beliefs for a living.

Although the truth was that the artist had opened his mouth to draw 300, it was not that Bai Kongyi's painting was bad, but rather that there were too few people in this world who truly understood how to draw.

She suddenly thought of her previous life. When she saw Bai Kongyi again, this painting had already returned to his hands. Speaking of the process, he only said that he obtained it from the hands of an opponent he loathed. Luo Mingshi could not help but think that the process must have been extremely tragic.

When Bai Kongyi finally regained his senses, the look in his eyes towards Luo Mingshi was no longer as disdainful and disgusted as before, but filled with fervor.

Luo Mingshi started to feel uneasy, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Bai Kongyi's eyes were fervent, and the words that came out of his mouth carried joy: "I suddenly realized that you understand my painting."

Luo Mingshi squinted her eyes, seeing that he was not answering her, Bai Kongyi did not care about her rudeness and impudence, but continued to speak: "I suddenly realised that although you speak about money, you do not actually ask me for it. "Although my painting is broken, the piece of scrap paper is carefully kept and wrapped well."

Luo Mingshi opened his mouth to ask if it was a person: "I didn't know that it was your painting, there is a reason why I kept it," after thinking about it, she immediately said: "Didn't I say it earlier, this painting is worth 300 gold."

Bai Kongyi laughed again, "I just remembered that you said that this painting is not worth much."

Luo Mingshi was startled, she almost bit her tongue, but after a while, she displayed the aura of an old man, and said: "It's not that it's not worth anything, three hundred silver taels is nothing, my family has a mountain of gold and silver, I have plenty of money."

After all, what he said was the truth. He felt extremely confident and had an expression that suggested that he was asking for a beating.

Bai Kongyi was still looking at her with a smile, with a look of tolerance.