The Deaf Man Sells Paintings (Third Update, Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)

Chapter 355: The Deaf Man Sells Paintings (Third update, please give me a monthly ticket!)

He was a little unsure. There were also several scholars from the demon race in Tai Academy. Compared with other sects, Tai Academy was not bound by any rules in recruiting disciples. As long as one passed the test of Tai Academy, one could become a scholar of Tai Academy.

Therefore, there were many women in the Imperial Academy, accounting for about half of the students. After graduating from the Imperial Academy, these women often served as officials in various places, and many women also entered the army and became generals.

However, judging from the books behind this cute little girl, they were stacked neatly without a single mess, which was exactly how Hu Ling'er usually did.

However, Hu Ling'er cannot read a single word, and it is impossible for her to carry a pile of books with her wherever she goes. This is not the style of the little fox.

The little girl didn't see him, and parted ways with the other scholars. She didn't go to the Shentong Residence, but went down the mountain. Qin Mu waited outside the Zhenyuan Hall for a while, but no one came out.

"Yuxiu said Ling'er was attending a lecture in Zhenyuan Hall. She was not in the hall, so it must be the little girl from before. Has she transformed?"

Qin Mu was stunned: "The demon king of Daxu is really damnable. Ling'er is so young, but he wants to marry her as his wife."

He walked down the mountain, puzzled: "If it was Ling'er, where would she go if she didn't go back to Shentong Residence?"

He followed quietly and saw the little girl with three tails skipping all the way to the foot of the mountain. Suddenly, she cried out and fell to the ground. Then she crawled forward two steps using her hands and feet. Her three tails shook, and then she stood up, took two tentative steps, and fell to the ground again with a cry.

Qin Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he saw the little girl glanced around, and seeing that there was no one around, she ran forward using her hands and feet, tiptoeing, her little hands and feet barely touching the ground, still hopping as she walked, with her three tails wagging back and forth, looking very proud and pleased.

She must have transformed not long ago and had not yet adapted to walking on two legs, so she would occasionally trip when walking like a human.

She has now transformed into a little girl, but she can run more flexibly using her hands and feet than on two legs.

Hu Ling'er walked out of Tai Academy and headed towards the city, but there were many people outside, so she stood up again, jumping around, with her three tails shaking behind her to keep her body balanced.

Plop.

Qin Mu saw the little girl again with her face on the ground, with only three tails standing upright. Then the tails twitched and drooped.

"Being a human is really not fun..."

The little girl mumbled as she got up and secretly went around an old tree. From the other side of the tree, a snow-white little fox walked out and ran forward quickly, dragging three long furry tails behind it.

This time she was much faster and soon arrived at the Jingcheng's Rare Treasure Garden. On the way, she bought some wine and food and weighed some fruits.

Qizhen Garden is a flea market that sells antiques, cultural relics, rare treasures, and magical weapons. There are also some down-and-out talents who sell things like calligraphy and paintings, and ancient books.

"Is Ling'er here to sell books?"

Qin Mu was puzzled, but saw Hu Ling'er come to the Treasure Garden and turned into a little girl with three tails. She carefully shuttled among the pedestrians, using magic to hold her book and walked towards the depths of the market.

Arriving at the calligraphy and painting street, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and suddenly her eyes lit up and she ran towards a street stall.

Behind the stall was a down-and-out old scholar with a full beard. He squatted in the corner, his hands in his sleeves, his head down, not saying a word, revealing two bright silver iron ears.

There were several calligraphy and paintings hanging behind him, and several scrolls were placed on the stall in front of him. The four corners of the stall were weighed down by stones to prevent them from being blown away by the wind.

"Deaf Grandpa, how many paintings and calligraphy do you want to sell?"

After Hu Ling'er arrived at the stall, she put down the wine, food and fruits and asked the old man.

The deaf man ate his meal hastily, without even looking up, and said, "I haven't met anyone who knows what I'm talking about. You came just in time, I'm almost starving to death."

"Grandpa Deaf should go to the Imperial Master's Mansion to sell his paintings. Imperial Master Yankang will definitely be willing to buy them for a large sum of money."

When Hu Ling'er said this, she suddenly remembered something and said in annoyance, "National Master Yankang also had no money. His wife gave birth to a son, and Mingfu Lao sent an invitation to the young master. The young master was not at home, so I went. National Master Yankang was not at home either, and the wedding banquet was very shabby, with only bland food. The mother and daughter were so hungry that they had no vegetables. It was said that the national master was fighting in the war and the treasury did not have much money, so the national master donated his savings. I was soft-hearted and gave a big red envelope to the wife, and the wife pestered me to let her son recognize the young master as his godfather... Later, the emperor heard about it, and the palace saved some money by cutting back on expenses, so that the mother and son could have enough food."

The deaf man said, "A gentleman is always poor, but a villain is full of desire. Imperial Master Yankang is truly my soulmate."

Hu Ling'er curled her lips.

The deaf man took out some paper and said, "I wrote some words with dotted lines, you can just copy them."

The little girl spread the paper on the ground and was about to pick up the pen to lick the ink. The deaf man quickly said, "Don't use ink. Just write along the dotted lines with the pen. This way you can do it more times. Let me take a look at these books of yours and explain them to you later."

Hu Ling'er knelt on the ground, copying the deaf man's words very seriously.

“Buy a painting.”

When Hu Ling'er heard the voice, she was surprised and happy. She looked up quickly and saw a young man standing in front of the stall!

"Young Master!"

The little girl leaped up and threw herself into Qin Mu's arms. Just as Qin Mu hugged her, the little girl turned into a white fox again, crawled out of his arms and wrapped herself around his neck.

She jumped up too quickly and spilled the deaf man's ink, staining several sheets of paper black. The deaf man quickly cleaned up the mess and complained, "Ling'er, you are so naughty. I paid for these sheets of paper, and now they are stained..."

"Deaf Grandpa!"

Qin Mu laughed loudly, picked up the deaf man without saying anything, and held him tightly. The deaf man was a little uncomfortable, so he broke free and said indifferently, "Here it comes."

"The village chief is here too!" Qin Mu said excitedly.

The deaf man's face darkened and he snorted, "He ran out too? Is he here to laugh at me?"

Qin Mu knew that he had a strong sense of self-esteem, so he said with a smile: "The village chief is now in the Imperial College. Grandpa Deaf has closed his stall, so just follow me to the Imperial College."

The deaf man shook his head: "I can make a living by selling paintings, so you don't need to support me. In two months, I will start preparing for the New Year. I will paint door gods, and I am sure they will sell well."

Qin Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took Hu Ling'er off his neck, held her in his arms, gently stroked her little head, and said with a smile: "Ling'er, are you learning to read from the deaf grandfather? Do you recognize all the words in the book?"

Hu Ling'er turned into a little girl again and smiled sweetly, "I recognize them all, but the meaning is hard to understand. These days I often come here to ask the deaf grandfather to teach me."

Qin Mu put her down, his eyes flickering, and said, "It's not okay for Deaf Grandpa to sell calligraphy and paintings like this. After all, there are few people who know the value of the calligraphy and paintings. Besides, there has been a war recently. Calligraphy and paintings are valuable in prosperous times, and gold is valuable in troubled times. There have been disasters in the past two years, so there are not many rich people. If you want to sell it, you have to use some tricks."

He collected all the deaf man's calligraphy and paintings, put them aside, and started painting.

As he painted, butterflies flew up from the paper and fluttered around the stall. Then sparrows flew out, chirping and attracting passers-by to watch and marvel.

Qin Mu kept painting, and he saw more and more birds flying out of the paper, swallows and sparrows dancing, and then a big swan flapped its wings and flew out from the paper, its wings spread to be seven or eight feet long, and there were exclamations all around.

The deaf man sneered, "Show off! I'm not that slutty blind man, so there's no need to show off like this. Those who know what's good will know what's good, and those who don't know what's good will beg me not to sell it to them!"

Qin Mu turned a deaf ear to it. Another colorful phoenix flew out from the paper and swam back and forth in the calligraphy and painting street, attracting more passers-by.

Qin Mu picked up his brush to draw a god. He drew a door god. Unexpectedly, the door god jumped out of the painting. He was tall and majestic, forcing everyone to step back!

"You're not ready yet!"

The deaf man became angrier and angrier as he read on. He snatched the pen from the man's hand and also drew a door god. Suddenly, a god-like majesty burst out, forcing the people on the street to retreat continuously. Then a god over a hundred feet tall stood up from the paper, with phoenix eyes, curly beard, and a magic sword on his elbow. All evil spirits were frightened away, and his divine power was extraordinary.

“This is the door god!”

The deaf man picked up the brush and the door god suddenly fell down with a swish, still falling on the paper, vivid and lifelike. At this time, the butterfly, bird and phoenix door gods painted by Qin Mu all turned into pieces of ink and fell down.

It’s easy to tell which is higher and which is lower!

Qin Mu was amazed, and there was also an exclamation of admiration from all around. Someone came forward to buy the door god painting and asked for a price. The price shocked the deaf man. He had been selling paintings here for more than two months. If Hu Ling'er hadn't discovered him, he would have almost starved to death. He didn't expect that the price of the first painting he sold would be so amazing.

Hu Ling'er was also shocked and hurried forward to bargain. The price was many times more expensive than ambergris, which was astonishing.

A painting for a deaf person is enough to benefit him for a lifetime.

Hu Ling'er sold the door god painting, received the money, and immediately rolled up the other paintings of the deaf man. Qin Mu opened the Taotie bag, and the little girl stuffed all the paintings of the deaf man into the Taotie bag.

The two looked at each other, blinked, and understood each other's thoughts.

Rare goods are valuable. If they are sold too much, they will become worthless.

Qin Mu took the deaf man and walked out, saying with a smile: "Grandpa Deaf, now that we have money, let's go buy some good fabrics to make you some new clothes, have a good meal, and then go back to see the village chief. There is one more thing. I saw a painting way on the boat of Wuyou Township that is completely different from yours. You paint the world and let everything walk out of the painting, while the painting way of Wuyou Township is the world in the painting."

The deaf man was not willing to follow him at first, but he was immediately moved when he heard what he said, "A world in a painting? There is such a way of painting? Please tell me in detail!"

Qin Mu went to the cloth shop to buy some fine cloth, cut it himself, and made several sets of clothes for the deaf man. He then took out his butcher knife and shaved his beard and trimmed his hair, dressing the old man neatly and brightly. Then he took them back to the Imperial Academy and said, "If Grandpa Deaf can combine the art of painting with the world in the painting, he will definitely be able to make further progress. This time the national teacher asked me to forge a sun-shooting cannon, and I also need Grandpa Deaf's paintbrush. Let me draw a sun-shooting cannon first!"

————The third update is here, and I’m begging for monthly ticket support again!