Royal Master Painter

Chapter 265 Fu Yueming Returns

It took a full seven days to rush to make these things for the Eight Houses, and Jiang Li's heart was tied together, and there were only three days left.

If he couldn't collect enough [-] gold in these three days, not only would he not be able to save people, but his savings for several years would be in vain.

Just when he was at his wit's end, Fu Yueming finally came, with a tired look on his face.

"Knowing that you are in trouble in Daxuan City, I set off from Qingdu and came here non-stop. I hope there will be no delay."

Seeing Fu Yueming's appearance, Jiang Greed was a little moved. The two were originally just an ordinary cooperative relationship. One was in charge of painting, and the other was in charge of selling paintings. Unexpectedly, Fu Yueming put down Minglou, which he had been running for half his life, and came here alone. .

"Thank you so much, I need you to help me sell a few things, and it's best to collect [-] gold within three days," Jiang Li said straight to the point.

"Collect one hundred thousand gold in three days?" Fu Yueming was a little surprised.

"is it hard?"

"It's not an ordinary difficulty. After all, your cultivation base is a bit too weak. Even a Miaopin painting is only 5 taels of silver.

One hundred thousand gold means selling at least two hundred paintings, let alone whether I can sell them, can you make so many? "Fu Yueming frowned, if it wasn't Jiang Li who said this, he would have turned his head and left.

"No, I only made four paintings and a piece of music"

"Take it out and let me see"

Fu Yueming didn't directly say it was impossible. He believed that Jiang Greed was a person who could create miracles, but he didn't know what kind of paintings he wanted to sell for such a price. Golden.

As for Fu Yueming, Jiang Li was trustworthy. After the four paintings were unfolded, Fu Yueming went up and down and stared at them for a long time. When he looked at Jiang Li, he seemed to be looking at a monster.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You drew all this?"

"Of course, it took seven days from conception to creation." Jiang Li didn't hide it.

Fu Yueming felt that he had made the right bet. When he received Jiang Li's Yushu, he was still a little hesitant. After all, everything he had was in Qingdu.

Finally, Minglou's business improved a bit, and he also got into the eyes of those old scribes by virtue of Jiang Li's words. He gave up everything and came to Daxuan City to bet on his future.

But Fu Yueming is also a smart person. After comparing the pros and cons, he found that his biggest backer was not Minglou, but Jiang Greed.

There are many aristocratic families in Yunzhou who want to spread their influence to Xuanguo, from a big family in one state to a big family in Xuanguo. Unfortunately, firstly, they are suppressed by the Confucian government, and secondly, they have insufficient savings. Few families can do this.

This decision became a turning point in Fu Yueming's life.

After coming out of being immersed in the painting, Fu Yueming has already paid attention.

"I don't know much about your piece of music, so I can't estimate the price, and I can't give advice."

"However, these few paintings of yours are a bit special. Although most of the paintings sold in Minglou are middle-grade masterpieces, I can also be regarded as a family background, and the appreciation of paintings can be regarded as a little famous in Qingdu.

The preciousness of these paintings cannot be measured by the quality of goods alone, but even though you are number one in the eight prefectures, it is not easy to sell one hundred thousand gold, and you need to work hard."

Jiang Greed also understood the operation Fu Yueming said, it was nothing more than hype.

He has known for a long time that as a painter, if he does not hype, he will only be a painter for the rest of his life, and he will not be an artist.

"How much hype is needed"

"You don't have to worry about this, I will arrange it, and you can cooperate with me when the time comes"

Regarding making the Daxuan City famous, this was originally something Jiang Greed did not want to do. He still remembered Yuan Wushe's order in Lixia Pavilion.

If you dance without regret, then you will not become famous.The world has been shocked before its sharpness is revealed, and it has been several autumns in Qingdu.

Suizhi cannot become famous, and every time Jiang Greed made an appearance, he would cause countless troubles for himself. He won the first place in the Eight Houses in Ehu, not to mention that he was almost shot to death by those old Confucian scholars, and almost triggered a war between the Wenfu and the Confucian.

The advice given to him by the old magician was to keep a low profile in Qingdu, but things in the world are often out of control. He didn't know what kind of trouble Fu Yueming's promotion would bring him this time, but he had no other way.

After all, most of the time, fame and the value of paintings can be equated. If the paintings made by Xuanlingjing painters can sell one hundred thousand gold, they need a greater reputation.

Even though Fu Yueming was exhausted, he left in a hurry without taking a break. He could tell that Jiang Li was in a hurry.

The office in Daxuan City cannot do without money, so Fu Yueming brought some savings when he came here.

In fact, the easiest way to save people is to ask Wei Changli or Lu Daoxuan for help. Both of them are strong men standing at the top of Yuling Continent. Not to mention a hundred thousand gold, as long as they open their mouths, even a million gold is not a problem .

But Jiang Greed also has his own pride, and looking for Wei Changli now is like a child who lost a fight asking his parents for help.

When he first entered the city, the mysterious painter had warned him that Wei Changli only existed to save his life, and would not directly participate in his troubles, so as to avoid involving Wenfu in the vortex of Tianshefu.

Zhang Tang was also curious. He sent people to watch the inn and received news about Jiang Lu every day.

Letting a Profound Spirit Realm collect one hundred thousand gold in ten days, Zhang Tang is making things difficult for Jiang Li, trying to make him quit despite difficulties, and his goal seems to have been achieved.

However, I was still a little disappointed. I thought that the No. [-] of the Eight Houses would struggle no matter what, but I didn't expect Dunk to stay in the room for seven consecutive days without going out.

The means by which a painter makes money is unrivaled in the world, but with three days left to collect so much money, let alone a painter in the Xuanling Realm, even a painter in the Sunshine Realm can't do it, the matter seems to have been settled.

Fu Yueming was not enlightened, but he was an expert in selling paintings, and he was relieved to have traveled thousands of miles to help Jiang Li.

When I have free time, I can accompany Yaya to have a good time on the streets of Daxuan Imperial City.

Knowing that Jiang Greed was going to play with her, Yaya sat on his neck and danced excitedly.

But when he just left the inn, some accidents happened. An old man who was more than nine feet tall, with rough features and disheveled hair was standing at the door of the inn, holding two dying yamen servants in his hands.

"Damn, the dogs raised by the prison government dare to come here. If I find you staring at my young master again in the future, I will take your skin off."

Zhang Tang is the head of the prison office and an important figure that cannot be ignored in Daxuan City. Few people dare to provoke him, but this old man can't control so much.

The two prison officials who are responsible for guarding Jiang Greed will have to eat soft food for the rest of their lives.

"What are you looking at, have you never seen someone beating someone?"

The old man's aura is like a wild lion, there are many people in the inn who like to watch the excitement, but when he shouts and curses, everyone will stay away for fear of avoiding it.

(End of this chapter)