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- Yangzhou, Jiangning County, Yicheng.
Nine-year-old Teng Qingshan followed his father and cousin into the city for the first time and was immediately attracted by the prosperous scene around him.
Teng Qingshan has a secret. He is a time traveler. In his previous life, he lived on a blue planet. He was a master of martial arts and a killer.
For some unknown reason, Teng Qingshan traveled to the current Jiuzhou Continent. It has been ten years since he first arrived in the country with fear and uneasiness, and now he has accepted it calmly.
Today, his father Teng Yongnian and his cousin Teng Qinghu were going to Yicheng to sell mountain goods, and Teng Qingshan followed them noisily.
The main purpose is to see the cities in this world.
Having been living in a village since his reincarnation, Teng Qingshan is eager to understand the world.
Yangzhou is one of the nine states in the world. Since Emperor Yu split the mountain with his five axes, unified the world, divided the nine states, and established the Nine Tripods, this land has been called the nine states.
As the most fertile state in Kyushu, Yangzhou is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains, backed by the natural dangers of the Yangtze River.
Yicheng is only a small town in Yangzhou, but it is a thousand times larger than the village where Teng Qingshan lives.
Teng Qingshan even felt that the scale of Yicheng was almost catching up with the famous city in its previous life.
Kyushu is a world of martial arts with a population of hundreds of millions, and the small Yicheng has a population of millions.
Early in the morning, Teng Qingshan came to the market with his father and cousin.
The market is located in the east of Yicheng. There are many vendors and footmen coming and going every day. Teng Yongnian found a place at random, paid the rent, and set up a stall.
Tengjiazhai relies on mountains to eat, and can hunt a lot of wild beast skins every month, and will go to the county town to sell them every once in a while.
Because the furs were of high quality and reasonably priced, they were almost sold in one morning. After Teng Yongfan collected the money, he was going to take his son and nephew to find a place to eat.
The money from selling the furs is shared by the entire Tengjiazhai, so naturally the three of them cannot spend it on food and drink.
In order to save money, Teng Yongfan did not find a restaurant, but found a stall on the roadside.
The stall sells wonton pancakes, which taste very good. Anyway, Teng Qingshan is very full!
After eating and drinking, Teng Yongfan wanted to take his son and nephew home, but Teng Qingshan walked to a calligraphy and painting stall and suddenly stopped!
The owner of the calligraphy and painting stall is a young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, quite handsome.
The young man is painting, but the way he paints is different from the others. He draws his bow from left to right, and paints with his left and right hands at the same time. The content of the painting is different!
Teng Yongfan was quickly attracted by the young man¡¯s painting skills!
I saw a desk in front of which the young man spread two pieces of white paper. He held a brush in his right hand and left hand, and at the same time he splashed ink and brushed his brushes. His movements were smooth and flowing, with an indescribable sense of beauty!
Teng Qingshan was a master of Chinese martial arts in his previous life. He had great control over his body. It was not difficult to write with both hands at the same time, but it was absolutely impossible to paint at the same time.
Painting is different from writing. It pays more attention to details. If the stroke is slightly off, a painting will be ruined.
"But if young people are talented in writing, they can do two things at once and draw beautiful pictures even in this busy city."
Teng Qingshan feels ashamed!
Teng Qingshan couldn¡¯t tell what the young man¡¯s painting skills were, but with his eyes as a master of Chinese martial arts, he could still tell that the painting was definitely the best among the best!
What¡¯s even more interesting is that when Teng Qingshan stopped in front of the calligraphy and painting stall, he felt a sense of tranquility in his mind, as if all the hustle and bustle had been washed away!
It¡¯s not only Teng Qingshan who feels this way, but also Teng Yongfan and Teng Qinghu!
The calligraphy and painting stall seems to have a magical power that can make people feel peaceful and eliminate all worries.
The young man painted very quickly and finished two paintings in less than a quarter of an hour.
A landscape painting of mountains, rivers and bamboos, a realistic painting of a market.
Teng Qingshan could even see the three of himself on that market painting.
The young man actually completely painted the scene in front of him into the painting!
"Sir, your painting skills are so superb!" Teng Qingshan couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the trumpet "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" in front of him!
The young man looked up at Teng Qingshan and said with a smile: "Little brother, do you want to buy a painting?"
Teng Qingshan was suddenly startled when he saw the young man's eyes.
What kind of eyes are those, calm and peaceful, as if they can accommodate everything in their hearts.
"Little brother, which painting do you like?" the young man said with a smile.
Teng Qingshan looked around at the calligraphy and painting stalls and found that there were many scrolls hanging on them. Each one was different, and each one was considered to be the best.Taste.
If these paintings were sold in those study rooms, they might be able to fetch a good price.
But this is a market, and most of the people coming and going are peddlers and lackeys, running around for three meals all day long, so naturally not many people appreciate the young man's paintings!
His business is not doing well!
¡°It¡¯s a pity that Teng Qingshan is so short of money that he can¡¯t afford to buy paintings at all!
Teng Qingshan couldn¡¯t help but look at Teng Yongfan, but he never asked his father for a painting.
" Teng Yongfan is just a mountain man, his family is not rich, and he is not a scholar. Spending money on paintings is a bit extravagant.
Seeing the look in his son¡¯s eyes, Teng Yongfan reached out and touched the money bag at his waist, and finally gritted his teeth and said:
"Young man, how do you sell this painting?"
The young man hung up the newly painted scroll, and then said: "My paintings will only be sold to those who are destined, and those who are not destined will not be sold for a thousand gold, and those who are destined will not receive a penny!"
Teng Qingshan and the other three were stunned. They didn¡¯t expect that the young man was trying to sell a painting and was so mysterious.
¡°What makes someone a destined person?¡± Teng Qingshan asked.
The young man smiled mysteriously and asked Teng Qingshan: "What painting do you want?"
Teng Qingshan pointed to the picture of Guanyin on the far left and said, "I like this one!"
The young man showed a rather surprised look, picked up the Guanyin picture, put it on the table, and asked with a smile:
"This is a picture of Guanyin sending children. I think my little brother is not yet an adult. Why do you like this picture?"
Teng Qingshan said with a serious face: "I see compassion in this painting!"
The young man's eyes moved and he said: "Guanyin is also called the Great Merciful and Compassionate Guanyin. Isn't it strange that you can see compassion?"
Teng Qingshan shook his head and said: "I didn't see compassion on Guanyin, I saw compassion on the doll in Guanyin's hand!"
Hearing this, the young man raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "My painting has been here for a month, and no one has seen its true meaning. Today, my little brother saw the mystery at a glance. You are indeed the destined person for this painting!"
Teng Qingshan was fine, and his cousin Teng Qinghu next to him said happily: "So, you can give us the painting?!"
The young man rolled up the painting with his own hands, handed it to Teng Qingshan, and said, "This painting is yours!"
Teng Qingshan held up the painting with great care and said, "Thank you sir!"
The young man said: ¡°I still don¡¯t know my little brother¡¯s name!¡±
"My name is Teng Qingshan! May I ask your surname, sir?"
The young man¡¯s face froze, and his eyes showed surprise!
"My name is Gu Shiyou!"
Teng Qingshan still doesn¡¯t know what the name Gu Shiyou means, but when he finds out many years later, it will be a different scene when the two meet again! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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