"Hey, hey, Jiang Gongzi is here."
"Gongzi, have the paintings been painted? Let's take a look."
"Do you really remember it and remember it at a glance?"
The crowd was talking eloquently, Jiang Hao ignored these people, put the white cloth signboard on the ground, took out a book and read it.
Someone looked at Jiang Hao leisurely and said very anxiously, "Jiang Gongzi, we are here to see the painting, let us show it."
Jiang Hao said without looking up, "You will see it when Gu Zhu comes."
Gu Zhu, isn't it Mr. Zou of the paper shop? Someone immediately shouted, "Go and call Mr. Zou, Jiang Gongzi is here, please tell him to come and see the painting."
Someone who really had a good thing called Boss Zou. Boss Zou soon came over and saw Jiang Hao slightly raised his hand. "Janggong, my painting was done."
Jiang Hao nodded. "The painting is done, but you are still satisfied with it." He said that he handed the scroll to Boss Zou. Boss Zou took the scroll and opened it directly. He is generally unequivocal and lifelike, and his smile is very kind, and Mr. Zou liked it very much at first glance.
"Good painting skills, yes, it is the old man." Boss Zou laughed.
Others have long been behind Boss Zou and stretched their heads. After reading, they also felt that Jiang Hao painted really well.
Boss Zou suddenly asked: "Gongzi, your painting looks different from other people's portraits. I feel more realistic."
Jiang Hao nodded, "I used the painting method I created to make the figure more three-dimensional, is it like a real person."
With new painting techniques, Mr. Zou feels that he has made money.
"Yes, yes, it really looks like a real person. If I hung in the hall, I thought I was standing there. I must treasure this picture." Boss Zou said quickly.
Others also think that this picture is good. People are not fools. Some people think of something. They take one or two silvers out of their pockets and put them in front of Jiang Hao. "Jiang Jiang, draw me a picture."
When others saw it, some people immediately responded and asked Jiang Hao to draw. Jiang Hao said immediately: "Dear everyone, I have rules for painting. I only draw three pictures a day. This gentleman is the first. Others Please wait in line behind me. "
Everyone then remembered Jiang Hao's rules. The first person sat opposite Jiang Hao with a smile. Jiang Hao looked at his face. This man was thin and thin, with three short hairs and two eyes. The frail people do not know if they usually go to Liujie, Huajie.
Jiang Hao looked at his breath and said, "Okay, come and get the painting at this time tomorrow."
The man was a little surprised, "That's over, or Jiang Gongzi should look at it more."
"remember."
It looks so ugly, it depends on me being afraid of vomiting.
Two more people rushed forward, Jiang Hao watched them one by one, and then did not stay, rolled up the white cloth signboard and left.
Looking at the back of Jiang Hao's departure, someone immediately said, "Hey, this is gone. Jiang Gongzi, these two or two silvers, is really easy to make."
Immediately someone sneered and said, "If you have the ability to remember and have such excellent painting skills, you can make money so easily."
"Look at it, Jiang Jiezi is now down, that's because his previous parents have been ill and need to keep filial piety. Wait until next year's hospital test. It is estimated that Jiang Jiezi will soar into the sky. It is not impossible to enter Shihanlin in the future. It ’s hard to find someone to paint. "
"Yeah, don't forget to look at it, that learning is naturally easy, and it is not easy to lift people into the show.