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Chapter 260 Didn¡¯t you seal me?

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    ????????? Half an hour later, the sky was getting brighter, and the cloud scene was finishing work. At this time, the cargo ship that had been silent all night also became noisy.

    After all, this is just a cargo ship, not as good as a specialized passenger ship. There is almost no entertainment on board. The passengers on the ship can do nothing except rest in the cabin, stretch their shins and look at the mountains and rivers. Of course, the kind of people who live in single rooms and  The rich people in the suites don't count. No one can control people doing indescribable things in their private space

    ¡° Boredom is only for the passengers who pay to take the boat. In fact, the people on the cargo ship are actually quite busy.

    The staff here are working in three shifts, and Yang Fan, who is punting the boat and steering the boat, is on alert These people dare not relax for a moment.

    Yesterday afternoon, we had a big meal on the boat. Although it was not wasted, Yunjing felt that it was really not delicious. He was not going to eat it today. However, he had no money and was reluctant to spend money to go to a better restaurant.

    So today¡¯s breakfast is a problem for him.

    What to eat?

    The conditions on the ship are limited, so don't even think about making a fire for cooking. This is a wooden ship. I'm afraid they will have to kick him off as soon as he tries to make a fire. He may even be beaten and sued. After all, if a fire occurs on this ship,  People and goods will suffer.

    "I can't light a fire to make food, and I don't want to eat the unpalatable big pot of rice Hey, I can still wrong myself, otherwise I will waste my ability."

    With a murmur in his heart, Yun Jing stretched out his telepathy and looked for breakfast within a radius of nine kilometers.

    Within the scope of his telekinesis, he found a small dock on the shore. There was someone selling breakfast there, including buns, steamed buns and noodles. The cargo ship had officially set sail, so naturally it was impossible to get by, so Yunjing had to fetch it from the air.  , a bowl of noodles.

    Of course, he paid the price and understood the charge, which was five coppers per bowl. Yunjing sent five coppers over the air, and then took away the bowl of noodles that the boss had just made.

    As for what the noodle seller thought when he looked at his empty hands and the five copper coins flying out of thin air, Yun Jing didn't care. There were many skilled martial arts practitioners in this world, and this kind of thing about taking things from afar  It¡¯s not that no one has done it before, so the boss must learn to adapt.

    After finishing the bowl of noodles with a splash, Yunjing returned the bowl before he could walk far.

    ?That¡¯s it for one breakfast.

    He did it secretly. Even if he woke up this early in the morning, his eyes would be bleary-eyed, and he would have no time to pay attention to his little movements.

    And it doesn¡¯t matter even if someone finds out. Although Yunjing doesn¡¯t want to be high-profile, it¡¯s not a shameful thing. Besides, he also paid for it, so he can go to whoever he loves.

    After eating, Yunjing found a spacious place to sit, put the book box in front of him, took out pens, ink, paper and inkstones and put them in the small space on the top of the book box, so that his stall could be considered a stand.

    Even though he plans to make some money by sketching and painting, Yunjing still plans to use a brush. Who says that a brush can't be used for sketching?  But it¡¯s just the shade of handwriting plus hundreds of millions of details, so it¡¯s not a big problem.

    In order to prevent others from not knowing what he does, he simply writes some words on a piece of white paper and sticks it on the front of the book box. It says: 'Here are the portraits of people on the spot, one tael of silver apiece.'

    To be honest, Yunjing is not a famous person. One tael of silver to paint a portrait is very expensive, but he has no intention of doing business for the poor. The poor are reluctant to spend that money, and this business will not last long. After all, there are only  There are so many people, it's probably a short-term business if you have dates but don't have dates. If someone comes to visit, right, you can make money by painting one.

    This kind of thing is about mutual consent. If someone asks him to paint and is not satisfied in the end, he can convince Yunjing that his painting is not worth that much money. The worst he can do is not accept the money and close the stall, and then think of other ways to make money.  If someone deliberately picks a fight and wants to have sex for free, he is not a vegetarian.

    Although his stall was well maintained, no one came to visit it this early in the morning as people were busy washing up or having breakfast. Although some people looked around for a while, no one came to ask him to paint.

    Yunjing was not in a hurry. There was no rush for this kind of thing, so he simply took out a book and read it leisurely.

    The advantage of going out with a book at this time comes to light. It is better to use a book as a cover than to wait around, otherwise you will feel embarrassed.

    After waiting for half an hour, Yunjing waited for a sailor from a cargo ship.

    The other person was tall, thick, and illiterate. He scratched his head and asked Yun Jing, "Sir, I see you have been sitting here for a long time. What are you doing?"

    "I'll give you one tael of silver for a portrait. Can this big brother take one?" Yunjing looked away from the book and looked at the other person.Isn¡¯t it mostly dull?  When time passes, who can remember a few memorable things?

    ¡° Take those who practice martial arts as an example. Although they practice martial arts to prepare for fights with others, how many fights can they have in their lifetime?  Most people who have been practicing martial arts for decades will confess once they step into the martial arts world and fight for the first time

    It was found that Yun Jing did not look at himself but was painting. Although Bai Yan was a lot natural, but he wondered in his heart and did not look at people to help people paint?

    She was puzzled, but she didn't speak, and her eyes were quickly attracted by something.

    What caught her eye was Yun Jing's paperweight, two ordinary stone strips. They looked like ordinary bluestone strips. But for some reason, Bai Zhi had a vague feeling that those things were not ordinary. As for what was extraordinary about them,  , she couldn¡¯t tell.

    ¡°It¡¯s strange, Mr. Yun seems to be full of confusion¡± Bai Zhi muttered in her heart.

    Yunjing¡¯s two paperweights have been kept by him for many years, nourished with spiritual energy every day, and they must have changed subtly.

    Paperweights are usually a pair rather than one. When used, one presses the left side of the paper and the other presses the top of the paper.

    The two paperweights were still made of bluestone, and there was nothing special about their appearance. However, Yunjing knew that the weight of his two paperweights now far exceeded that of gold and iron, and they were so tough that they could even be used to block knives.  No problem, none of this is important. The important thing is that the paperweight seems to have magical properties. Anyway, when you put the thing around when writing, your impetuous mood can calm down, which is very magical. It looks ordinary, but in fact it is not.  not normal¡­¡­

    In just over twenty minutes, the painting of Yunjing was completed.

    Although he uses a brush to outline, he pays meticulous attention to details, and incorporates the light and dark changes of modern painting methods and geometric three-dimensionality into the painting, so his painting is like a black and white photo.

    After the painting was finished, Yunjing showed the photo to Bai Zhi. He said, "Miss Bai, I'm fine. How do you feel?"

    Seeing the painting in Yun Jing's hand, Bai Zhiju took a step back, pointed at the painting, her face turned slightly pale, and said with some horror: "Mr. Yun, you, you, you what kind of method is this? Do you think it is a painting? Why do I feel that you are using it?"  What method sealed me on paper!"

    ""

    Should the reaction be so exaggerated?

    Well, paintings in this world generally pay attention to artistic conception, using simple pen and ink to express profound artistic conception, but my own hyper-realistic style does not seem to exist.

    Thinking of this, Yun Jing smiled and said: "Miss Bai, don't be kidding me. You can't imagine sealing people on paper. Didn't you keep watching me when I was painting just now? I sketched it out stroke by stroke, where was you?"  It¡¯s so exaggerated¡±

    With a blush on her face, Bai Zhi had just been paying attention to Yun Jing's paperweight, not paying attention to the painting.

    Hearing what Yun Jing said, she felt a little relieved, but she still said in disbelief: "Master Yun, your painting skills are really superb. They are exactly the same as real people. It's amazing."

    While talking, she looked at the painting and subconsciously touched her face, wondering to herself, am I that good-looking?

    Yun Jing said: "Miss Bai has received the award, and I don't deserve it for being so amazing. My painting is just realistic, and there is not much artistic knowledge to speak of. Moreover, it is not the same as yours. Although the painting is no different from your real person, it is black and white after all."  Yes, if I had paint, I could paint a painting that is just like a real person, but unfortunately, I don¡¯t have paint in my hand.¡±

    Having said this, Yun Jing paused and said, "Miss Bai, do you mind if I put your portrait aside to attract customers? We all agreed just now."

    "Um, I don't mind," Bai Zhi opened her mouth and said.

    In fact, she was a little concerned. Who knew that Yunjing's painting was exactly the same as hers? If she put it aside to attract customers, wouldn't it be equivalent to standing on the sidelines to help Yunjing attract customers?

    But as she had just agreed, she couldn't refuse it unless she paid for it, but she was poor and couldn't bear to pay a tael of silver.

    "Thank you very much," Yunjing said as he put her portrait aside.

    In fact, when Yun Jing was painting, there were already some people watching. After all, the boat was too boring, and some people with nothing to do were happy to watch Yun Jing paint to pass the time.

    Now everyone who sees the finished painting is amazed at the reality of the cloud scene painting.

    "Brother Yun, I didn't expect you to have such abilities. You are really amazing. Come on, give me a makeover and make me look more heroic." Luo Zheng was standing on the side watching at some point.  Time stood up and spoke.

    ¡°Young master, please help me draw one too¡±

    "And I¡­¡­"

    Others also reacted. They had never seen such a lifelike painting. It looked like a real person. Those who had spare money all asked Yunjing to help draw one.

    Look, this business is coming

    (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)After seeing such a lifelike painting, it looked just like a real person. Anyone with spare money asked Yunjing to help him paint one.

    Look, this business is coming.

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