Chapter 130 One Hundred Thousand Gold Coins

Niu Youdao bowed obediently: "I am right here."

Sha Fanli looked curious, "I know a little bit about painting skills, what kind of painting is this? Do you have any explanation?"

Black Peony's eyes are full of anticipation. This is asking for advice. I hope Niu Youdao seizes the opportunity to communicate well. She really hopes that Niu Youdao will do well, and as the tide rises, all boats rise.

Outside the Xuan Pavilion, the manager Xiang Ming also walked in slowly, standing beside the entrance without saying a word, observing silently.

Niu Youdao couldn't talk to her about a bunch of inexplicable terms. For those who don't understand, the more you explain some things, the more you will have questions. He said calmly: "I'm just drawing for fun, I didn't think there would be any explanation."

Black Peony is really speechless, she doesn't know how to cherish such a good opportunity.

Sha Huanli stared at him, wondering if he wanted to keep his skills, or something else, he seemed unwilling to say more, and he didn't seem nervous and afraid, so he pondered again: "Once the sea was difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud. Take the time to look back, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a gentleman...Did you write this poem? Is there any moral?"

It was indeed Niu Youdao who kept it intentionally. He didn't know which one Sha Fanli liked better, poetry or painting, so he kept both. But he calmly replied: "The poem was mentioned by someone else by chance, and I felt something when I was painting, so I filled in the blanks without any meaning."

"Oh!" Sha Huanli was thoughtful, and she really saw that it was completely perfunctory. She didn't want to say more to herself, and turned her head to look left and right, "You didn't neglect Mr., did you?"

"No!"

"City Lord, sir, you just arrived, and you haven't said a word yet."

People on the left and right hurriedly cleared up.

But Niu Youdao helped out and said, "City Lord, I wonder if the person who asked me to paint is you? If so, can we start?"

Sha Huanli also wanted to see the work early, so she immediately smiled and said, "Okay! Mr. Yi."

Niu Youdao: "I came in a hurry, I still need to prepare something to draw."

Sha Fanli nodded: "If you need anything, just tell me, sir."

"Paper, easel, charcoal..." Niu Youdao described in detail the shape and shape of the things he asked for.

Immediately, two people walked quickly to prepare.

Soon, the improvised easel, paper and pens were delivered, but the charcoal pens were not very suitable, so Niu Youdao needed a knife to repair it again.

In this regard, Sha Huanli watched carefully, and went to the side to observe carefully, and the meaning of learning was obvious.

After everything was ready, Niu Youdao asked, "City Lord, are you painting here?"

Sha Fanli has seen the previous paintings and knows that there is a background. She is also a person who knows how to paint and knows that a background is needed to set it off, so she asked: "Let's listen to the master, and he can draw wherever he thinks it is appropriate."

Niu Youdao: "Of course, painting for the city lord can't be perfunctory. It's the first time I come here, and I don't know which part of this place is more suitable for the scenery."

Sha Fanli said with a smile: "Understood, sir, you can walk around and look around, and pick a place that you think is suitable."

"Okay!" Niu Youdao bowed his hands and took the order, looked around, walked out of the Xuan Pavilion, and began to look around slowly, it can be said that he looked everywhere he went, and took this opportunity to take a good look at the City Lord's Mansion.

Sha Fanli followed at a distance, and the followers behind carried the things that Niu Youdao needed.

The manager, Xiang Ming, was still observing Niu Youdao calmly.

The construction mode of the City Lord's Mansion is to rise from the mountain and go up layer by layer. It seems that you can't find a place that Niu Youdao is satisfied with, and you keep shaking your head everywhere you see it. Until he ran to the highest pavilion in the mansion, Niu Youdao went to the terrace to lean on the railing to look at the whole ancient city, nodded, then turned around and said, "It's right here, how about it?"

Sha Fanli: "Okay, listen to sir."

The person carrying the things asked where the things should be placed, but Niu Youdao looked back at the scene and said, "Change to a larger drawing board and larger paper..." He opened his arms and roughly gestured for the size.

After carrying things for so long, you don’t need them anymore? The servant who carried the thing was speechless.

However, Sha Huanli was very excited when she heard it. This is a big production for herself. She was quite looking forward to it, and immediately urged: "Go, do it according to the master's instructions."

"Yes!" Several servants responded, and quickly carried the things away to make again.

Fortunately, the manpower and material resources here are not too much trouble, so it didn't take long to complete it, and placed it in the pavilion according to Niu Youdao's request.

As for Sha Huanli herself, she was instructed by Niu Youdao to bask in the sun on the terrace under a few steps outside the pavilion.

"Facing your back, leaning against the railing, covering several important scenes in the city, go a little further to the left, don't face right here, slightly to the right, stand sideways, don't face directly here, turn your head to the right, don't look down, look forward, right, right, that's it..."

Under Niu Youdao's orders, Sha Fanli was manipulated around without any complaints.

This scene made Hei Mudan sweat secretly, worried that Niu Youdao would accidentally piss people off.

As everyone knows, Niu Youdao is not worried about this at all. According to his previous life experience, when faced with photography and painting, women's IQ immediately drops to zero, and they have no immunity.

After fiddling with Sha Fanli, Niu Youdao picked up the pen and made the proportion distribution on the paper, and then he wrote the pen for the drawing object, with a neat and quick technique.

At this time, Black Peony, who was helping at the side, finally got to see the drawing process.

Those servants didn't dare to approach and disturb, and all looked up.

Xiang Ming was also curious about how the painting was done. Naturally, he could get closer and take a closer look. He was quite surprised to see the changes in the outlines of objects. This drawing method was unheard of and unseen. He looked at Niu Youdao who was engrossed from time to time.

When Sha Huanli made a slight movement and glanced at this side, Niu Youdao immediately said, "Don't move!"

Sha Fanli immediately became honest and did not dare to act recklessly.

The painting was relatively large, and it took nearly an hour to paint this painting. Sha Fanli just stood there obediently in the sun for almost an hour, standing there motionless. Many servants on the sidelines broke into cold sweats secretly, worrying whether Sha Huanli would be able to bear it. Many people in the outside world didn't know, but they knew it well. You need to know that Sha Huanli was not naturally suitable for cultivation, not a monk!

When Niu Youdao finished writing and agreed, Sha Huanli, who had been leaning on the railing with one movement, stopped her standing posture. As a result, she moved a little, her face showed pain, and she found her body stiff, and someone rushed over immediately, helping her to walk.

As soon as she entered the attic, someone quickly cast a spell to activate her blood and unblock her collaterals, and quickly helped her recover.

Seeing this, Niu Youdao froze for a moment, and looked at Hei Mudan in blank dismay, including Hei Mudan, who only realized that Sha Huanli was not a monk.

Xiang Ming asked Sha Huanli a few words, Sha Huanli shook her head, and came over with a flushed face, eager to see the painting.

Niu Youdao hurriedly handed over his hand to make amends, "I don't know that the city lord is not a monk, if I knew it, I would move a chair for the city lord to sit on."

"It's okay!" Sa Fanli is very generous, she has suffered all the crimes, so she doesn't care about this, what she cares about now is whether the drawing looks good or not, her eyes are already aiming at the drawing board, bypassing Niu Youdao, who is in the way, and walking to the front of the drawing board, her gaze is instantly fixed on the painting, and her eyes instantly burst into surprise.

The woman in the painting is wearing a long skirt and has a youthful and dignified face. She is facing one direction sideways, looking into the distance, as if she is thinking about something. The background is far away, and the woman is alone leaning on a railing between the sky and the earth. The vicissitudes of the ancient city behind her, the ups and downs of shops and houses in the city are all behind her and at her feet.

Just looking at this painting, one can tell that the city is her city, but this is not important to her, what is important is the realistic artistic conception in the painting, as if she really saw a true portrayal of herself alone.

The background showed her a unique charm. Sha Fanli didn't expect that she was so beautiful in the painting.

Not to mention her, in fact, people around also think that the city lord seems to be more beautiful in the painting, but they don't know that Niu Youdao has slightly moved his hands and feet that are not obvious.

Looking at the scene in the painting, and then looking at the real thing outside the drawing board, Sha Huanli was delighted, shook her head and exclaimed, "Mr. Xuanyuan is really talented!"

Niu Youdao smiled and said, "As long as the city lord likes it."

Sha Huanli stopped talking, stood in front of the painting and looked at it for a long time, then turned her head to a group of maids, pointed to the most beautiful one, and asked Niu Youdao, "Can you draw another picture for her, sir?"

The maid was pleasantly surprised and looking forward to it, but said politely: "I dare not."

She was thinking too much, Sha Huanli wanted to see how Niu Youdao drew with her own eyes, wanted to learn, wanted to see Niu Youdao's drawing techniques.

Niu Youdao frowned and said, "We agreed to only draw one picture."

Sha Huanli smiled and said: "I feel tired even after standing for a while, sir must have exhausted a lot of effort. If you are tired, you can paint another day."

Who knows that Niu Youdao turned his head to look at the shopkeeper who was standing by the side with his hands clasped, and asked, "Shopkeeper, you have seen the painting I made for the black peony. This one is worth several of that painting. The one hundred thousand gold coin that was originally agreed to be the size of the black peony painting. I saw that it was for the city lord, so I increased the size for free. The city lord said to draw another... Since the city lord asked, I can't say anything, but what is the price?"

After confirming that he was painting for Sha Fanli, he knew that he was the richest type of person, so he didn't mind making another fortune by the way.

When Xiang Ming heard this, his eyelids drooped slightly.

The little sweat from the shopkeeper wished he could rush over to stop Niu Youdao's mouth. He had explained to the chief manager before, don't let the city lord know about the 100,000 gold coins for a painting. Why is this guy shaking it out? I didn't know how to answer for a while.

"This painting costs 100,000 gold coins?" Sha Fanli was also taken aback. As far as she knew, even if it was a painting by a top famous artist in the world, a painting would cost as much as 100,000 gold coins.

The waitress who was full of expectations was also taken aback. It was really too much for her to draw a picture with one hundred thousand gold coins.

Niu Youdao was surprised, and spread his hands to the shopkeeper, as if asking, what do you mean? Do you want to renege on your debt?