Don't worry, based on your drawings, I have automatically generated finished product pictures of all your design drawings and uploaded them to the online store. Moreover, our store is in the most conspicuous location, so business will come soon.
"That's good."
Su Qiao opened several paintings and calligraphy works that he had prepared long ago and hung them on nails on the wall.
"Please upload these paintings and calligraphy for me and see if anyone will buy them."
Okay. 444 nodded decisively and started to get busy.
Su Qiao looked at the landscape paintings and calligraphy on the table and laughed at himself: "I never thought that I, Su Qiao, would have to make a living by selling calligraphy and paintings after arriving here."
I want to trade stocks, but I don’t have the capital. I want to practice medicine and sell medicine, but I don’t have a certificate. This place is remote, so other options are not feasible.
It seems that she should learn a few more skills, maybe they will come in handy someday.
This is not ancient times. Calligraphy masters and painters are rare in this era, and they have a high status and are sought after by many people. It is much higher than being a celebrity.
444 doesn’t think there is anything wrong with selling calligraphy and paintings.
Su Qiao has this ability and talent, why not make good use of it
"Too."
444After hearing this, the unhappiness in Su Qiao's heart disappeared.
Then an idea flashed in my mind: since I wanted to learn a craft, why not start with painting
She is good at ancient landscape paintings, but not modern oil paintings.
Su Qiao decided to take some time to study modern paintings carefully, perhaps they would be useful in the future.
While thinking about it, she opened her online store page.
When I saw the price of the calligraphy and painting that had just been uploaded, I was stunned: "Isn't this price... a bit too high?"
A painting, three hundred thousand? Four hundred thousand
A piece of calligraphy, one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand
Could it be that Xiao Si thought she was some famous master
444 looked disapproving.
How is it high? Not at all. For things like calligraphy and painting, everyone has their own opinion.
What's more, your calligraphy and paintings not only have their own unique style, but are also comparable to master-level works. Even at this price, I still think it's a bit low.
"It seems that you have read a lot of books and learned a lot of knowledge recently."
Speaking of these, they are one set at a time, and they seem quite plausible.
Of course, as the saying goes, you never stop learning as long as you live. I will learn in every plane I go to. When I have visited all the planes, this system will be the most profound system in the universe.
Su Qiao pondered for a while.
In this regard, it seems that she needs to learn from Grade 4.
*
The next morning, just as Su Qiao and Fu Jingyao finished their exercise, the old village chief climbed up with the help of a crutch.
"Xiao Qiao, are you going to town today?"
"What's wrong?"
"Yun Gui's family is holding a full-moon banquet tomorrow. If you go, please buy some ingredients, dried mushrooms, etc. and bring them back so that we can hold the banquet tomorrow."
Su Qiao thought about it and nodded decisively: "Okay, give me a list of what you want to buy, and I'll stop by the vegetable market when I go to town later."
"The list is already made. Look here. The items marked in red are the ones we want to buy."
The old village chief took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket.
After Su Qiao took it, he quickly looked through it and said, "Okay, leave it to me."
Fu Jingyao originally wanted to go with them, but Su Qiao kept him at home to chop wood and water the vegetable garden.
Su Qiao bought some daily necessities in the town, and then went to the vegetable market to buy ingredients and dried mushrooms for the village chief, and then drove back to the village.
Before the car entered the village, it was stopped by a group of people at the intersection.
Su Qiao opened the door and walked down, looking coldly at the gangsters dressed in fancy clothes.
It seems that the last time I hit him too lightly.