Zhang Ting, listening here at this time, is finally a little clear that the strange old man asked himself such a few questions. The reason for emotional things is still to be counted among the paintings she painted for the old man. Is it that she can’t understand whether those paintings are really so beautiful by herself? Actually, let the old man come here from Fucheng to ask himself.
"The old man, I think I know what you mean. Did you come to me because of some paintings?" Zhang Ting looked at Zhang Xi and asked.
Zhang Xi smiled shyly. Although he is a big old man, he still knows this shame. "Hey, hey, Zhang Ting girl, you are too clever. Well, since you guessed it, I’ll be honest. Yes, I did because of Zhang Ting girl. You drew Zhang Ting girl. Can you draw some pictures for me?"
Zhang Ting smiled and looked at the interesting old man and said, "Of course, the old man’s paintings can be painted for you, but it’s not worth it. Anyway, it’s just a few paintings and it’s not worth a few silver. You can take them if you want."
When Zhang Xi heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched. Does this girl really know that her paintings have been fried to a high price in Fucheng? Now many Fucheng specialize in collecting paintings, and those old experts are looking forward to receiving her paintings every day. It seems that now he has robbed the paintings from the old man and has already fried them to 1,200.
"No, no, I can’t accept Zhang Ting girl’s painting in vain. I must pay for it. Otherwise, Zhang Ting girl, you can draw three pictures for the old man. Is it ok for you?" Zhang Xi held out his hand and said that Zhang Ting said that poetry fans pushed handsome uncle. Don’t be too hasty.
Chapter 267 Become a famous person?
Zhang Ting, ah, she can actually sell a painting for 1200 silver. Now she really doubts whether the old man in front of her has Alzheimer’s disease. She is not a famous painter. She can sell a painting for 1200 silver. She thinks that she earned it for Liwen Learning Network.
Just now, I heard this old man say that his own surname is Zhang Zhang Ting. "Master Zhang, are you paying too much? It seems that you have suffered too much from this 1200 silver for a painting."
Zhang Xichao Zhang Tingli waved his hand and explained, "Miss Zhang Ting, you don’t know how many paintings you are painting now. You have sold one thousand pictures in Fucheng. It is estimated that those paintings will appreciate again in a few days."
Hearing the news, Zhang Ting felt that it was a bit too shocking for her. She never thought that the paintings she had given Huan had sold for 1,200 yuan.
Huan walked up to Zhang Ting and confirmed what Zhang Xi said just now. "Little family girl, grandpa Zhang said that there is nothing wrong with you. The paintings you drew for me are really selling very well now. In fact, all this is thanks to your uncle Zhang, who actually took your paintings to the painting shop to compete, and then became famous in one fell swoop. Now your paintings are household names in Fucheng."
Zhang Xi saw Zhang Tingchao looking over at his side. Zhang Xi quickly threw a sorry look at Zhang Ting. He didn’t mean to win a championship. Where did he think of this fame?
I was shocked in my heart, but Zhang Ting was not shocked to the point of being silly. After a while of surprise, Zhang Ting smiled and said to the two old men, "Forget it. It’s not Grandpa Zhang’s fault. I believe he didn’t mean it."
When Zhang Xi heard Zhang Ting’s words, he immediately raised a pair of tears and looked at Zhang Ting. "Miss Zhang Ting sent you a good girl."
Let an old man look so grateful and thank Zhang Ting for feeling that he is still a little unacceptable. He waved his hand at Zhang Xi and said, "Grandpa Zhang, don’t be so polite."
Zhang Xi continued to look at Zhang Ting through Zhang Ting and said, "That Zhang Ting girl, do you think my paintings can help me draw them?"
Zhang Ting took one look at Zhang Xi. To be honest, she really couldn’t sell 1,200 pieces of silver to an old man. If she was a famous artist, she might be ashamed to sell it. The problem is that she is nothing now. The sale of 1,200 paintings is a bit high.
"I really can’t sell you this 1,210 paintings by Grandpa Zhang, or I’ll draw some for you. It’s my honor that Grandpa Zhang likes my paintings." I want to go to Zhang Ting and decide to draw some for this old man Zhang.
"Zhang Ting girl, you are really a good girl. If my grandson didn’t marry a daughter-in-law, I must ask him to marry you and go home." Zhang Xi walked over and looked at Zhang Ting admiringly, sighing at his grandson at the same time. Why did he become a relative so early?
As Zhang Xi said this sentence, Zhang Xi heard two cold grunts, one was Huan and the other was the guy beside Zhang Ting.
"What are you two humming? Am I wrong?" Zhang Xi could not bear to choke with Zhang Ting, but he dared to shout with him just now, "What did you two hum to me just now? Where am I wrong?"
Huan Xian said, "Old man Zhang, I think you’d better save your worries first. Can’t I see such a good girl in a small court? If this girl had a fiance, I would have asked my grandson to rob this girl of my house when I was happy with my grandson’s daughter-in-law. Where can I get you?"
When Zhang Xi heard this, he looked at Zhang Ting with his eyes wide open and asked, "Miss Zhang Ting, you actually have a fiance. Which one is so lucky that you have such a good girl so early?"
Just after Zhang Xi finished this sentence, Hao Ren gently coughed a triumphant look at Zhang Xi and said, "Grandpa Zhang’s small court is my daughter-in-law Hao Ren, and we will officially get married soon. When the time comes, if you have something to say, Zhang Ye, come to me for a drink. I will have a wedding with the small court."
Zhang Xi looked at Hao Ren leng for a long time before he realized that the guy who just hummed to himself was the fiance of a Zhang Ting girl. It’s no wonder people reacted so much when they heard that sentence.
"Ha ha, so you are the fiance of Zhang Ting girl. Congratulations! I didn’t expect that such a good girl as Zhang Ting girl should be inserted in your pile. Oh, it’s not that I put my foot in my mouth. It’s for you to grab it first." Here, Zhang Xi said a narrow squeak in his heart and almost said that Zhang Ting girl was inserted in his pile of cow dung.
Everyone sat here and chatted for a while. Zhang Xi couldn’t wait to talk to Zhang Ting at this moment. "Miss Zhang Ting, it’s not convenient for you to draw for me first, so that an old woman can have a good view."
Zhang Ting was a little embarrassed to let people stare so warmly, but refused to bite the bullet and gently nodded his head.
However, just after Zhang Ting promised, it occurred to me that there seems to be no special painting tools at home. "Grandpa Zhang, I’m sorry that there are no painting tools at home. Maybe you can’t draw them. If you don’t, I’ll have someone buy them back."
"No, no, no, my carriage just took it out and gave it to Zhang Ting girl." Zhang Xi smiled at Zhang Ting and said that he seemed to be prepared
Several men in Hao’s courtyard are surrounded by Zhang Ting, and several pairs of eyes are fixed on her hand and she is drawing something.
When Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Su Tian and Mrs. Deng, Master Jia, came out of the room after sleeping, they just saw this quiet picture in the courtyard.
"What is this doing? What is the little girl playing with?" Su Tianyi saw that Zhang Ting was surrounded by several people and suddenly walked past with a curious face.
The remaining three old people are also unwilling to lag behind, and they have followed Su Tian behind them. Soon Zhang Ting was surrounded by many people around her.
Four old people came over and stared at Zhang Ting’s hand for a while. After a while, the four old people all showed surprised expressions, especially Mr. Liu’s eyes, which can be said to be very excited.
Zhang Ting didn’t know how long she had been painting in the yard until she looked up when she put away the last stroke, only to find that she was surrounded by a layer of people, and there were several pairs of eyes that were even more excited. She wanted to come over and try to grab this painting in front of her, and the poetry fans pushed the handsome uncle. Don’t be too hasty.
Chapter 26 coax son to go
Zhang Ting didn’t know how long she had been painting in the yard until she looked up when she put away the last stroke, only to find that she was surrounded by a layer of people, and there were several pairs of eyes that were even more excited. She wanted to come over and try to grab the painting in front of her, which seemed to be given to Liwen Learning Network.
"Su Laotou, Mrs. Deng, michel platini, Mrs. Liu, you four are also up." Seeing these four familiar faces, Zhang Ting smiled and said hello to the four old people.
Mrs. Liu now has Zhang Ting’s hand in her eyes. Although he is a teacher, he is also an elegant person, but he has put a lot of famous paintings in his room. But now that I see this girl painting Mrs. Liu, I suddenly feel that those famous paintings hanging in his room are all bad paintings.
"Little court girl, this painting is really your painting." Although Mrs. Liu saw that this painting was completed by this girl, he still couldn’t believe that such a good painting was actually painted by this girl who looked seventeen years old before his eyes.
Zhang Ting heard this sentence from Mrs. Liu, she chuckled and looked at him and replied, "It’s really interesting for you to ask this sentence. Did I draw this painting just now? Didn’t you see it with your own eyes? I don’t think you would believe it?"
Mrs. Liu grinned so close that her eyes were almost glued to the picture. Just as he stretched out his hand to touch the painting, suddenly an old hand robbed it faster than he did.
"Hey, you should be careful about that painting, but you just can’t draw it, and you haven’t done it yet. Be careful to ruin that painting." Zhang Ting woke them up when they saw that they were in such a hurry to get the painting.
Mrs. Liu looked angrily at the old man who had just robbed him of painting. He didn’t good the spirit and asked, "Who are you, the old man? Why are you robbing the little girl to paint? Hurry up and let it go."
Zhang Xi snorted and looked up at Mrs. Liu and said, "My name is Zhang Xi, but this painting is Zhang Ting girl. Why should I give it to you when I draw it?"
As soon as Mr. Liu listened to Zhang Xi’s words, he immediately looked at Zhang Ting with a look of complaint in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Ting and asked, "How can you be so eccentric, little girl? Why don’t you draw for him?"
Zhang Ting was confused by the accusation of Mrs. Liu. "Mrs. Liu didn’t tell me you wanted to draw. If you did, would I dare not draw for you?"
Mr. Liu made Zhang Ting speechless because he didn’t know that this girl could draw. If he knew, he would have asked this girl to draw dozens of pictures for him.