Me and the random golden finger traveling through the heavens

The two of them were eating, drinking, and chatting. There were no outsiders in Su Luo's house. There were many things to say, especially those that could not be said to others. Pei Lun could only talk to Su Luo.

"Today, our team alone raided three houses. Pei Lun took a sip of wine and grinned:"This doesn't count the brothers from other teams. What happened this time was too violent.""

"Why?"

"What else could it be because of? After a big defeat, you have to find someone to take the blame."

"Salhu?"

"Um"

"No one can be found to blame you, so why are you looking so sad?"

"Just thinking about the things that were confiscated from his house, Su Zi is shocking. For a humble official, you don’t know the things in his house....I can't say"

"You, a warrior in royal robes, actually call me a petty official?"

"Is this the point?"

"I understand what you mean, but don’t you think you’re thinking too much?"

"I know, I know I shouldn't think about that, but I feel so uncomfortable and suffocated."

Looking at Pei Lun's look, Su Luo also understood that this is the mental state a young man should have. He still hopes that this country will be good, but he doesn't know that Ming Dynasty is rotten to the core and cannot be saved even if he wants to.

"Now we are just two brothers. You have read a lot and have good ideas. Tell me, is there really nothing you can do about this matter?"Pei Lun was a little drunk and asked if he could not fight with him.

"Do your job well, don’t do anything you shouldn’t do, don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask, and don’t say anything you shouldn’t say."

"Su Zi, you are no longer interesting."

"I am here to develop this habit for you. Not only for yourself, but also for Aunt Zhang, right?"

"I understand, I understand everything! I am...Forget it, Suzi, you're right"

"Come, drink."Su Luo raised his cup and touched it with Pei Lun:"In the future, when you feel unhappy, you can come to me for a drink. If you want to complain and you can't hold it in anymore, tell me. Other times, you have to learn to shut up. Mouth."687

"...Um."Pei Lun didn't say anything. He raised the cup and drank it all. He understood that Su Luo was doing it for his own good. When working in a place like Jinyiwei, the most redundant organ is the mouth.

Pei Lun was drunk. Su Luo drove away, saying that he wanted him to remember how he felt now. Even if he drinks in the future, he can only drink to this extent at most. If possible, try not to drink.

In response, Pei Lun protested:"Then my life What more fun is there?"

"If you want to have fun, you must first have a life. How many people are doing bad things after being drunk. From now on, except here and outside, you should try not to drink. Even if you want to drink, you must learn to pretend to be drunk."

"Suzi, you are such a..."

"As long as you can do it, I'll get you something rare later."

"real?"

"Do not lie to you"

"Okay, just take a look."

Pei Lun went back, and Su Luo was sitting alone in the room smoking. The smell of this thing spreads too much. If you smoke it in the yard, you may not know where it has drifted. Don't be misunderstood by the neighbors and catch fire.

Whiskey and cigarettes can both You can take it out, just be careful not to be seen by others. The glass bottle must not be seen by Pei Lun. Su Luo thought that if it didn't work, he could build a small wine barrel by himself, which would be used exclusively to hold whiskey in the future. As for this thing from now on. Where did he get it? As long as Pei Lun didn't talk nonsense, he didn't need to explain it to the outside world, and the boy wouldn't ask any questions.

When he couldn't sleep at night, Su Luo was not idle. Selling books didn't make money, so he had already begun to think about it. It’s time to write a storybook. He can’t write anything trivial. It’s too dangerous. After all, he’s still thinking of taking the imperial examination to get some identity. He can only write about supernatural beings. He’s also read some storybooks from this era. They’re very literary. It’s obvious. It is written for those who are educated, but even those who are simply literate cannot understand it. He does not intend to write this kind of story, and he cannot write it. He can only write the storybook in a semi-ancient and semi-vernacular way, and the written storybook is also matched with The illustrations above are all kinds of monsters, the kind that look scary. He doesn’t have to worry about printing. The system mall provides printing services. As long as you pay, the mall can handle it. Mr.

Sun has become a storyteller. The first reader of Su Luo came a few days later. Su Luo's Hundred Years Old Picture was deeply loved by his father, and he also gained a lot of respect. He wandered over again when he had nothing to do.

This time two We really know each other. Mr. Sun is the youngest son of the Minister of Civil Affairs. He is two years older than Su Luo. He is two years older than Su Luo. He is not a playboy and has no bad habits. If there is any shortcoming, it is that he prefers visiting brothels. Even after getting married, he still can't change this hobby. Since he is a concubine, his family's requirements for him are not strict, as long as he does not cause trouble.

Mr. Sun has not thought about leaving. In the imperial examination and becoming an official, the family can afford to pay for his food and drink. If he performs well, what will the eldest brother do?

This kind of thing is too normal in a wealthy family. Which bastard dares to express himself beyond his legitimate son? That's what life is like.

So when Mr. Sun gave birthday gifts, he deliberately chose things that were not too expensive, and the value was not too high. Really good things had to be given by his legitimate son.

Mr. Sun usually studied. It was just to show off when he went to a brothel. His best thing was calligraphy. The reason was the same as above. Writing a good calligraphy would help him pick up girls. He did not do other serious business.

When Mr. Sun knew that Su Luo was writing a storybook , his interest came immediately, and he shouted for a sneak peek.

Okay, let’s show it to him.

Su Luo made tea for Mr. Sun, and the other party sat silently and read a book. When he saw the writing, he was When it was half ancient and half vernacular, he couldn't help but frown, but said nothing and continued to read. The more he read, the more attracted he was by the contents of the book, especially when he saw the accompanying illustrations in the book. It was simply astonishing. This was the first time he had seen such realistic painting techniques.

"Shopkeeper Su, was this painting painted by you?"

"Yes, drawn with charcoal"

"Can you say anything?"

"I don’t know what to say. I privately named it Hand Painting. It’s simple and clear, which means painting with hands."

"Interesting, interesting! Mr. Sun laughed loudly:"Shopkeeper Su, you are indeed a wonderful person. You can even draw the legendary monsters so similar. I wonder if Shopkeeper Su is good at portraits?""

"It's not difficult. I can draw it after just taking a look at it."

"oh?"

"If you don't believe it, how about I paint a picture for you now?"

"Ha ha! Okay, then there will be shopkeeper Lao Su."

More than half an hour later, Mr. Sun was holding his portrait, and he was very excited. Good guy, he had never seen his own face so clearly in the bronze mirror. He didn't expect that this moment would be reproduced perfectly..

The hand-drawn Mr. Sun by Su Luo is a little better looking than this person (adfe). It can be regarded as manual PS technology. The appearance has not changed, but the proportion of the facial features has been adjusted, which highlights his advantages and downplays his The disadvantage is that it looks naturally good-looking.

Mr. Sun looked at his portrait and once again thought of a good way to pick up girls. He only needed to let Shopkeeper Su take a look at the girl in Nuanchun Pavilion and then draw it. He would then go there with this exquisite painting. Nuanxiang Pavilion, why aren't you treated as a distinguished guest?

That's it!

When Mr. Sun talked to Su Luo, the latter also agreed. Why don't you accept the deal that comes to your door?

In terms of price, Su Luo made an offer to Mr. Sun. What came out was 10 taels of silver for a painting. He was only responsible for the painting, and Mr. Sun was responsible for keeping it secret. If anyone else wanted his painting after learning about it, he would not come forward and entrusted everything to Mr. Sun to handle the matter. , a painting was worth 50 taels of silver, and he took 40 taels, and those 10 taels were Mr. Sun’s labor fee. To put it bluntly, he just wanted to use this matter to climb up to the top of Mr. Sun.

Mr. Sun naturally understood, and he didn’t mind either. Firstly, he admired Su Luo very much, and secondly, he also needed money. For this kind of cooperation, he hoped that the more the merrier.

That night, Su Luo followed Mr. Sun to Nuanxiang Pavilion and followed the other's hand to look at the girls one by one. In the past, I had the ability to have a photographic memory. I only needed to look at it to remember it. After looking at it for a few more times, all the characteristics of the other person were imprinted in my mind.

"You can stay here tonight, and all expenses are mine. Mr. Sun said angrily.

"I won't. If it weren't for seeing people today, I wouldn't come here."

"Does Shopkeeper Su look down on this place?" (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Young Master, I am still in the period of filial piety."

"this...this..."Mr. Sun was also very embarrassed and apologized quickly:"I was negligent. Blame me. Blame me.""

"It's okay, it's all for business, so I'll go back first"

"Okay, I'll go to your place tomorrow"

"Well, I'll take my leave now."

I don't care about Mr. Sun staying overnight. SuHe returned to his home. As soon as he came back, Pei Lun came:"Where were you last night? I was looking for you.""

"Went out for a trip"

"Oh, leave a note next time you go out. I'm worried that something will happen to you. It's not very peaceful outside now. You..."Pei Lun walked closer and twitched his nose twice:"Why do you smell like rouge?"

"I went to Nuanxiang Pavilion for something and came back after I finished my work."

"Aren't you in the middle of the filial piety period?"

"So I'm back, it's not that kind of thing"

"That's good. Don't do anything stupid. Those big officials and powerful people don't care. You are a commoner. Don't really break the law."

"You know, I have something else to do tonight, so I won’t entertain you. You can just go home and have a meal."

"I've finished eating, but I just don't worry about you. Come over and take a look. You can do your work. I'm going back."

"Well, you can come back tomorrow evening"[]

"Got it."

Pei Lun went back, and Su Luo bought colored gouache that could be used in ancient times in the mall. He was not good at painting with brushes. After thinking about it, he just started painting directly. Even if the effect is not as good as using colored pens, it is more realistic than ink painting..

In order to become famous instantly, Su Luo tried his best this time. He spent a whole night painting a painting, and then framed it beautifully.

Looking at the finished painting, Su Luo Suddenly he had the idea that he had lowered the price. This painting could be sold for not to mention 10 taels of silver, but 100 taels of silver.

Not only him, Mr. Sun who came over in the afternoon also felt like this after seeing the painting. It felt like he couldn't help but said:"Shopkeeper Su, the price you ask for your skills is too low."

"For the first painting, I wanted to be more serious, so I just..."Su Luo smiled bitterly:"What the young master said is that the asking price is low."

"Let's do this, if your future paintings, Shopkeeper Su, can maintain this level, I'll give you 50 taels for each painting, sell it to someone else for 100 taels, and I'll take 20 taels. What do you think?"

"make a deal!"

Mr. Sun also understands very well that the cheaper the painting, the better. If in order to save some money, Su Luo loses the motivation to paint and the painting is not satisfactory, then it is not worth the loss. What's more? The money he spent today might be able to be earned back from other people, so why not just be a good person and raise the price. He and Shopkeeper Su would be a win-win situation and both would be happy. He took out 50 taels of silver and gave it to Su Luo Mr. Sun took the scroll and left. It looked like he couldn't wait to go to Nuanxiang Pavilion. He didn't know if it was open at this time.

When Su Luo and Pei Lun were drinking together in the evening, Nuanxiang Pavilion Over there, his painting became an instant hit. Countless people came to admire the painting and marveled at it. This was the first time they had seen such a realistic and expressive painting style.

The girl who received the gift immediately increased her worth. Several times, she has become the face of Nuanxiang Pavilion. She expressed her gratitude in the most direct way to Mr. Sun who sent the painting.