Qi Linqing looked out the window.
The dark blue skyline is smudged with a little shrimp red sunset glow, and the colors are intertwined beautifully.
It was only after he realized that it had been so long.
Forget about the passage of time every time you immerse yourself in your creation.
"Is there a bathroom here? I want to wash my hands." Qi Linqing asked while gently rubbing the ink stains on his wrist.
The boss just woke up like a dream, and nodded hurriedly: "Yes! Yes, it's on the right side of the entrance."
Qi Linqing: "Thank you very much."
Then turned and went to the bathroom.
As soon as he left, the female employee asked cautiously, "Boss, isn't he very powerful?"
They know that the boss can also do Chinese painting, so he must know more than they do.
Boss: "Nonsense!"
Today's incident made him understand that next time he can't judge people by their appearance.
Female employee: "I feel the same way, seeing how fast and well he drew just now..."
Another employee also took photos and short videos of Qi Linqing painting, and couldn't help but post a circle of friends.
The boss hurriedly asked her to delete it, "Are you crazy? He is the young master of the Qi family. If you post randomly on the Internet, be careful not to cause trouble for you!"
The employee deleted Moments, hesitated but was reluctant to delete the backup in the phone.
Qi Lin walked out after washing his hands.
He asked his boss politely: "Do you think I'm okay?"
The boss thought to himself that if you can't do it, then no one can do it.
But the problem now is that their small Taobao store may not be able to accommodate this giant Buddha.
Fangyuan Painting Studio takes the route of the common people, and the price of a custom Chinese painting is often around 3k+.
The easiest way to measure the quality of a painting is by price.
The price of the master painters he hired before is still worth the money.
But if it was Qi Linqing... it would be a huge sale at the price of cabbage. .
Seeing that the boss hadn't spoken for a long time, Qi Linqing's heart skipped a beat.
Is the other party dissatisfied
The boss took a deep breath, "Let's not talk about this..."
Qi Linqing was rejected many times by his employers in his previous life, and his heart sank when he heard this.
Pointing to the painting on the table, the boss continued: "...Can you sell this painting to me? I am willing to bid 10,000."
Qi Linqing was startled.
The boss thought he thought it was too little, "Then 15,000? I can't afford any more."
Qi Linqing glanced at the painting, then at the boss.
His heart seemed to be pulled by a hook, overflowing with indescribable joy.
"Yes." Qi Linqing opened his mouth and realized that his throat was very dry.
He couldn't even imagine that the paintings he casually used to show off his skills could be sold for so much money.
The boss gave Qi Linqing cash on the spot.
The boss knew that it might be possible to lower the price, because the boy in front of him didn't realize how much his painting was worth.
But he didn't.
"Do you really want to come and work with me?" The boss confirmed repeatedly.
"Um."
Qi Linqing was thinking about two thousand for a painting, and he could make a lot of money after accumulating a little.
As long as you work hard enough, you will definitely have savings in the future.
Boss: "Then I will open another baby link for you. The price of your custom paintings must be higher, at least 10,000 yuan. I will not give you a fixed salary. If a customer buys a painting, I will tell you Thirty-seven is fine."
Qi Linqing: "Am I three to you?"
He calculated in his mind that he could also earn 3k, and felt joyful.
Boss: "... No, you seven and I three."
The boss looked at the boy, really puzzled.
Young man, what misunderstanding do you have about your own strength?
Qi Linqing came home in a good mood that day, and ate two extra bowls of rice in the evening.
If it is true as the boss said, a painting can be divided into 7,000 yuan, and if he works harder, he will probably be able to earn the money to move out of Qi's house and rent a house soon.
It's just that Qi Linqing overlooked one thing—
There are very few people who are willing to spend so much money on Chinese paintings on Taobao APP.
A few days later, Qi Linqing has not heard from the boss.
He made a special phone call to inquire, but got a helpless reply from the other party: "No one is buying it for now."
Qi Linqing was inevitably a little disappointed. But he has been at the bottom for so long, and he has a good mentality.
Sigh to sigh, and then continue to draw.
After school this day, Yan Qiongfang asked him to prepare a gift and go to grandpa's 80th birthday banquet on the weekend.
Grandpa likes ancient paintings and literature, but he is frugal and doesn't like his children spending a lot of money to buy them for him.
Yan Qiongfang knew that this old man hated Qi Linqing's extravagant style of spending money and even gambling before, and even educated Qi Linqing on the spot in a swearing tone when he became angry.
So she wanted to ease the stalemate relationship between them this time.
Qi Linqing: "What gift are you preparing?"
If it's more than five yuan, he needs to think about it.
Yan Qiongfang: "Why don't you give me a painting of your own? Grandpa will definitely like it."
Qi Linqing nodded, thinking that this is not bad, the main thing is that it doesn't cost money.
He has a lot of leftover exercises in his study, he can choose one and wrap it up and give it to the other party.
Time flies to the weekend.
Grandpa Yanxiang's family is in City H, and it takes about three hours to drive there from City B.
Qi Linqing got up early in the morning to water the flowers, had breakfast and read the newspaper before getting into the car with the others.
The five members of Qi's family traveled and changed to an extended Lincoln.
With the front and back positions separated, Qi Linqing rested on the sofa alone.
During the period, Qi Yingjun took a drink from the refrigerator and asked him if he wanted to drink it.
Qi Linqing waved and refused.
Qi Yingjun could only watch helplessly as he took out the thermos cup from his bag, unscrewed the lid and drank tea.
What kind of tea is that? Qi Yingjun vaguely remembered that the other party asked the nanny to help soak in West Lake Longjing this morning.
"It's too early to drink tea at your age, let's drink milk." Qi Yingjun shook Wang Zai in his hand, and said: "Or milk tea is also fine, I will buy it for you when I pass by the service area."
Qi Yingjun remembered that Qi Lele liked to drink milk tea very much. He thought to himself that these should be the favorite drinks of ordinary children.
Qi Linqing glanced at him, and said lightly: "Your milk and milk tea contain a lot of sugar, and it will be even more unhealthy if you eat it."
Qi Yingjun: "..."
His younger brother looks like a health expert now.
Yan's family is a scholarly family, and the house in H City is a renovated four-entry old house left over from the period of the Republic of China.
Yan Xiang was a professor at Southwest University back then, and she had a lot of friends. He has published several books on literature, art and customs. Although he is retired now, his reputation is still alive.
This year he had his 80th birthday, and many former students even came from all over the country and even abroad to celebrate his birthday.
In the afternoon, the Qi family's car arrived at the gate of Yan's house.
Qi Linqing saw the bustling city outside through the car window, and was touched by the ancient tiles and brick walls around him, and couldn't help feeling nostalgic.
In the past, the little apprentice's house was so lively during the festival.
Yan Qiongfang got out of the car, and led them to put things in the room familiarly.
There are not many Yan family members.
Yan Qiongfang is the only daughter of the old man, who has been doted on since she was a child.
Her bedroom is on the second floor with the best lighting.
It turned out that the second bedroom next door was for Qi Lele to live in. But Mr. Yan paid attention to blood relationship, and vacated the room after knowing that he was not his own.
Now Qi Linqing was brought to this second bedroom by Yan Qiongfang.
Qi Lele was assigned to the guest room on the first floor.
Yan Qiongfang gave him the key and said, "You are staying here tonight, and the bed and bedding have been replaced with new ones. There are new pajamas in the closet."
Qi Linqing put down his bag and asked, "Isn't this where Qi Lele lives?"
He remembered mentioning it in the article.
Yan Qiongfang: "The old man wants you to live here. This room has a bathroom and a small study room. It will be more comfortable for you to live in."
Qi Linqing nodded, and looked at the carved wooden table and bookshelf next to the window, the light was also good.
It is very suitable for him to draw.
At eight o'clock, the Yan family held a banquet on time.
There were more than a dozen tables in the house, bustling with people. The Yan family also specially invited a chef from a five-star hotel outside.
The 80th birthday of Mr. Yan this time can be said to be very lively.
Qi Linqing could sense Yan Xiang's indifference towards him, so he didn't speak, and lowered his eyes to catch food.
But before taking a few bites, he saw Yan Xiang tremblingly pointing at himself like relatives, friends, and guests, introducing: "This is my grandson."
As for Qi Lele, everyone present knew him.
But he sat beside him like an invisible person, as if he was deliberately ignored by the old man.
Qi Linqing felt that the old man was quite contradictory. He obviously doesn't like the original owner, but he is obviously partial in various aspects.
In the middle of the banquet, many guests began to give gifts.
Qi Lele also immediately took out a gift, a snuff bottle from the Republic of China in a wooden box.
He knew that Yan Xiang liked to smoke old cigarettes.
This is not worth much, but it is a very meticulous mind.
Yan Xiang glanced at the box and nodded slightly. The servant observed the words and expressions, took it and put it aside.
There are already piles of presents.
Seeing this, Qi Lele pursed her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.
In the past, Yanxiang obviously loved him a lot...
Yan Qiongfang pushed Qi Linqing, signaling him to hurry up and give the gift too.
This is the best opportunity to gain favorability in front of the old man.
Qi Lin Qingjiu took out the bag and took out a volume of prepackaged exercises.
Because it was given to the elders, he specially wrapped it carefully. But I didn't expect to go through a bumpy journey, and now the appearance is a bit hard to describe.
But Yan Xiang is not his client, so it doesn't matter if he looks almost.
Qi Linqing smoothed the wrinkles on the corners a little, then handed the painting to the other party, and said simply:
"Happy birthday to you, Shoubi Nanshan."
Yan Xiang's cloudy eyeballs widened a little, probably because she was surprised by the crumpled drawing paper.
Yan Qiongfang hurriedly added: "Dad, this is Linqing's painting. He just won the first prize in the city's traditional Chinese painting competition."
Yan Xiang doesn't pay much attention to online news, and doesn't believe it at all.
His impression of Qi Linqing was that he was vain, extravagant, and arrogant.
It is impossible for such a child to learn Chinese painting.
However, Yan Xiang was still a little curious about this piece of drawing paper.
Was this painted by Qi Linqing, or did he find someone else to do it for him
But in front of so many people present, Yan Xiang didn't have the nerve to open it directly. After all, family ugliness cannot be publicized, and he has to protect the child's face.
…
City B, Zhong's villa.
After dinner, Zhong Chen lay on the bed and browsed Taobao boredly.
Since learning to use this emerging online shopping platform, he often buys things on it.
Anyway, you can pay and place an order with just a tap of your finger, and the delivery is easy and convenient.
Zhong Chen browsed [Guess you like] on the homepage.
[Pink Men's Home Thin Ice Silk Pajamas-699]
He clicked a coupon and bought it.
[Fangyuan Huazhai Traditional Chinese Painting Customized Landscape Painting Ink and Meticulous Brushwork Pure Hand-painted · Home Decoration · Homework Painting · Any Theme (Master's Work) - 10000+]
Zhong Chen stared at this place.
The plum blossom picture in the photo on the product page is somewhat similar to many techniques and details that his master once drew.
Zhong Chen clicked on the big picture and looked at it carefully for a while.
He began to contact customer service: [Is the plum blossom picture on the product drawn by your shop master? ]
The customer service replies in seconds: [Yes, dear]
Zhong Chen immediately went back to take ten pictures.
Customer service: [Do you want to order ten paintings, dear? Do you have any special needs here~~]
Zhong Chen: [You don’t need ten pictures, one is enough]
Customer service: [Meow meow shocked. jpg, sorry, can I ask you why? ]
Zhong Chen: [You sold it too cheaply]
customer service:[… ]
As far as Zhong Chen is concerned, no matter who the painter is, since the other party is in the master's favor and in his eyes, he doesn't mind spending more money.
…
Qi Linqing was eating when he suddenly received a call from his boss.
He talked to Yan Qiongfang, picked up his phone and left.
As soon as the call was connected, the excited voice of the boss came from the other end of the phone: "It's an order, it's an order! It's still a big order!"
Qi Linqing was also very happy, and hurriedly asked: "What type? Does the client have any requirements for the subject matter?"
"That's not true, four feet and three feet, he noted that it's up to you to play."
Qi Linqing: "That's a painting, right?"
Boss: "Actually, he took ten links."
Qi Linqing was stunned, "Ten pictures??"
Boss: "Uh, not really. Although he took ten pictures, he only asked you to draw one."
Qi Linqing was even more surprised. Why do people like this still exist? Is there too much money and nowhere to spend it
Boss: "Maybe it's because I took your picture of plum blossoms as a baby link picture. I just went to ask, and Wangwang replied that your painting is too cheap. I guess he thinks your painting should be worth more."
Qi Linqing was surprised and could only think of whether his luck had improved recently to meet such a generous client.
According to the share, he can get 70,000 yuan for 100,000 yuan. With this money, he can move out completely.
Thinking of this, Qi Linqing raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
When he hung up the phone, he couldn't wait any longer, his heart was full of gratitude, and he immediately wanted to draw a picture for this kind and generous client.
When Qi Linqing came here, he also brought portable painting tools with him in his bag, including pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
This is his professional habit, no matter where he goes, he must bring something with him.
After Qi Linqing went back and talked to Qi's parents, he hurried back to the bedroom and started drafting a drawing in the small study.
…
As soon as the dinner party was over, Yan Xiang opened the drawing paper.
After reading it, Yan Xiang's complexion suddenly changed. Does this kid think that he is too old and presbyopic to recognize that this is a ghostwriter
Yan Xiang has a lot of research on traditional Chinese painting.
He could tell at a glance that although this was an exercise, the brushstrokes were strong and solid, and he would never be able to do it without more than ten years of practice.
Qi Linqing could fool Yan Qiongfang, but not him!
Yan Xiang's expression turned cold, and she leaned on a cane and walked slowly towards the second floor of the house.
He thought about how pitiful this child had been left outside since he was a child, living in the countryside without much formal education.
Yan Xiang could actually understand that the other party had a bad habit.
But with his violent temper, he couldn't help but want to teach.
"Grandpa, be careful on the steps!" Qi Lele passed by and saw Yan Xiang and hurried forward to help her.
Yan Xiang ignored him, and walked hard step by step.
Qi Lele was afraid that he would fall and bump into each other, so she followed behind her all the time.
When Yanxiang went to the door of the second bedroom on the second floor, she just turned the handle without knocking - who would teach the children to be so polite
The door was unlocked.
He pushed it away and walked in.
Suddenly, Qi Linqing, who was drawing at the table, heard the movement and looked up in surprise.
The author has something to say: Contemplation, I didn’t update on time today, I decided to add more apologies tomorrow TT
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