C32

It was supposed to be a joke, but when men and women came together, everyone would think of it as a bad idea.

That day, the doctor was outside. In other words, Hee Caijun and Feng Huilan were alone in the room with one man and one woman.

However, since both families had come forward to explain the situation, the rumors spread further and further in both villages.

The most important thing was that Feng Huilan did not mention anything about what had happened that day.

No matter how Feng Guangzong and Feng Guangzong felt that it was important, Feng Huilan would not tell them.

Feng Tingting was also treated as a lobbyist and asked, but this sister didn't say anything.

However, Feng Tingting felt that she herself seemed to be very confused.

Thus, Feng Tingting thought of a person, and took advantage of this time to arrive at Freight House. Sure enough, she once again saw that guy sunning himself in the courtyard.

"Cui Runn!" Feng Tingting stuck to the wall and stared at the man inside, his eyes blazing with fire.

Cui Runn, on the other hand, leisurely opened the back door, but Feng Tingting did not think to come in.

The sudden approach caused Cui Runn to be stunned for a moment.

"What the hell is going on? The Fourth Uncle Feng is right, it seems like he saw the two of them do this with his own eyes?"

"Two people pulling each other, how could it be okay? Furthermore, it's not that you don't want to marry into Hee Family, but with your sister's matter now, this family's reputation will be disgraced, and their family will probably consider whether or not to continue the marriage. "

Feng Tingting frowned, she had not turned around for a while.

"Alright, this matter involves your parents, Zhang Luo. Why are you in such a hurry?" With that, Cui Runn dragged Feng Tingting into the courtyard, and saw that there was a drawing paper.

It was only then that Feng Tingting remembered, she had not even started writing for a long time during New Year's.

He didn't have much silver ingots left. If this went on, he didn't know how long his business empire would last.

Thinking about it this way, he no longer cared about Feng Huilan, and focused on painting.

Seeing that it was getting late and he had already returned home, he heard some noise coming from his house from afar.

Feng Tingting curled her lips and went to the small kitchen by himself. She took a steamed bun and went back to her little nest, then ordered the Golden Finger, and started to eat the fresh potato chips and various types of bread.

Unfortunately, the fragrance of the instant noodles was too strong, making it easy to reach the target. Every day, he would have to eat some potato chips and breads, and the cured duck leg would be the only thing he could do.

Feng Tingting chewed on his duck leg and shook it, feeling that life was really boring.

Especially after the news about Feng Huilan and Hee Caijun, Zhou Chunmei would order Feng Huilan around everyday, making her too busy to go out.

However, Feng Tingting had already had time to relax and was almost dried up like a salted fish.

Today, Cui Runn's reminder made her understand that rather than meddling in these trivial matters, it was better to earn more silver and find a way to leave the village.

As for marrying that sickly girl, it might be a good opportunity for her. Once someone died, she only needed to split up her family, then she could go to the town to do business.

Thinking about it this way, Feng Tingting did not bother anymore. She took some more pigments and sneaked out early the next morning.

Cui Runn seemed to have known that the person had returned here since long ago, and the back door was also ajar.

Feng Tingting carried the small basket, and without waiting for him to speak, he placed the bottles on the table.

Because it is a solid color, so the color is very high gray, very suitable for Chinese painting, and it is also easy to preserve.

This was the first time Cui Runn had seen so many colors, and it was really novel.

"I only know red or some pigments made by grinding malachite. There's so much …"

Feng Tingting did not speak. Instead, she held out a bowl of water, dipped her brush in it, made a colored card, and passed it to him.

"In the future, just use this color card to compare."

Cui Runn's interest was piqued, he casually dipped some pigment in a drawing of a Plum Blossom, the color was gorgeous but it was not dazzling.

Compared to ordinary ink paintings, this one was clearly a whole new one. Even if the painting technique was not good, just the color alone could increase the value of a lot of paintings.

It was no wonder that Feng Tingting's Proud Snow Winter Plum could be bought with such a high price.

"Fine, I'll be your child for free, considering the amount of paint you have."

With that, Cui Runn started to redraw. Looking at Feng Tingting who was changing colors, inspiration struck him and a picture of a girl playing appeared on the paper.

By the time he could react, the painting was already complete.

"Who would have thought that the Lin Clan's people would all sit together with each other after hearing the news?" Grass and trees have their own hearts, why would they ask for a beauty's death! "

Feng Tingting muttered. With the little ink in her stomach, she could probably translate it.

"Yo, it's not even spring yet, and you're already thinking of spring?"

"It's just a casual drawing!" Cui Runn feebly threw the scroll to Feng Tingting and ran into the house.

Feng Tingting saw these words, the inscription, felt very good, and took it to the front to look for the Uncle Yuan.

Seeing that the Uncle Yuan was doing business, he planned to leave first, but was stopped by someone.

"Hey, Feng Tingting!"

The young and tender voice sounded familiar. Focusing and looking, wasn't that the child by Hee Caijun's side?

Feng Tingting moved to the side, and saw that the one who was talking to Uncle Yuan was actually Hee Caijun.

Uncle Yuan gave Feng Tingting a look so that she could leave quickly, but Feng Tingting did not know if she was stupid or just walked over.

"Are you here to sell paintings?" Hee Caijun looked at the drawing in her hand and laughed, "I heard that the Feng Xiu Cai painting is unparalleled, it seems that it is not a fake name."

Feng Tingting was startled, peerless in terms of calligraphy?

Why didn't she stop Feng Guangzong from having this title?

"So what if the calligraphy and paintings are unparalleled? Isn't it all because of the painting sales? How can they be compared to our Eldest Young Master who can rob tens of thousands of paintings with one hand!" The boy raised his head in disdain.

Feng Tingting could not be bothered to care about him, and at this time, the Uncle Yuan secretly pulled on her sleeve for her to leave.

Feng Tingting did not understand, but still turned and left.

But after walking a few steps, he heard Hee Caijun say 'Mr Plum Blossom'.

"Mr Plum Blossom?"

Hee Caijun laughed indifferently: "That's right, last year's Ministry Councillor Yuan in the town obtained a set of Everlasting Stone, it is rare for them to even dare to use such a beautiful color to describe a Plum Blossom, but they do have a taste, what's interesting is that the name of the Plum Blossom is unknown, it is just a Plum Blossom, everyone calls it a Mr Plum Blossom."

Feng Tingting's eyes lit up, and said somewhat embarrassedly: I have seen that painting before, and it is indeed multicolored, but it is not as good as you people said it is.

"Sometimes, what a painting requires is not the skill of the painting, but the feeling. After all, the rarer the item, the more valuable it is. Today, this painting has already been sold for a hundred silver taels."

"One hundred liang!" Feng Tingting's voice was breaking the sound barrier.

Uncle Yuan was also shocked, and asked in disbelief: "That's not possible, I only sold it for four taels of silver."

"Therefore, I have come here today hoping that Uncle Yuan will help me beg for Mr Plum Blossom's word. This is the deposit."

The small cloth bag was pushed in front of Uncle Yuan. Feng Tingting quickly opened it, and the shiny silver blinded the two of them.

Fifty silver, a whole fifty!

Only a fool would not earn money!