Her maid quickly took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Yunze, looking at the portrait of her young lady, her eyes filled with envy. She also wanted such a portrait.
"Master Yun, please paint a picture for me... It's worth twenty taels of silver to get such a painting!"
At this time, a delicate-looking woman next to her suddenly said with expectation that she came with Luo Qingcen.
"Draw one for me too... I'll pay you thirty taels, and let me draw it first."
"And I... I'll give you forty taels and let me paint first." The remaining women also spoke up. Among the five or six women who followed, everyone wanted a self-portrait.
At this time, everyone no longer had the ridicule and disdain towards Yun Ze just now. Extremely passionate about Yunze.
It was Luo Qingcen's self-portrait that really shocked them. Women all love beauty, not to mention that they are in their youth.
If I could leave such a self-portrait when I was most beautiful, I would be filled with pride when I look at it when I am old. When I was young, I was very beautiful.
There are still people willing to sell such a self-portrait, let alone twenty taels, even if it is thirty or forty taels. This meaning is really wrong.
Seeing several women speaking out, the remaining men were also eager to give it a try.
Zheng Ming on the side saw this scene, his eyes were full of jealousy and unwillingness, and his teeth were itching with anger.
But now Yunze is almost praised by the stars. If he talks bad about Yunze at this time, he will probably be sprayed to death by other people on the spot.
However, he still didn't want to make Yunze happy. He glanced at an approaching building boat on the pier, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly said to Luo Qingcen and others:
"Miss Luo, and everyone, let's paint next time. The building boat has arrived, and there are still people waiting on the boat. It's important for us to hold a poetry meeting!"
This guy obviously wants to disrupt Huang Yunze's business.
It's not easy to do it openly, but to do some tricks behind the scenes, let's go to the head office. Didn't Yunze want to make money by painting, so he messed with it.
After hearing this, several people around him suddenly looked confused. They wanted Yunze to draw, but they were too embarrassed to let others wait on the boat.
The Poetry Club's high-rise boat has to go to several docks to pick up people. No matter how powerful they are, they can't waste other people's time.
Even Luo Qingcen had some pity on her face. She still wanted Yunze to draw a few more paintings for her.
Seeing the expressions of everyone, Zheng Ming showed a sense of pride on his face, and looked at Yunze playfully and provocatively. There was a bit more sarcasm in the corners of his mouth.
Yunze looked at Zheng Ming, his eyes a little cold. It seemed that this guy really wanted to be beaten.
However, it would not do him any good to have an attack at this time. Anyway, he has plenty of time to deal with his enemies one by one.
However, if these people in front of him leave, he may have to spend some time absorbing people if he wants to make money by painting.
Just when he felt a little pity, Luo Qingcen suddenly brightened his eyes and said, "Mr. Yun, I wonder if you can get on the boat with us. There are hundreds of members from our poetry club. You can be on the boat when you arrive. Everyone draws. What do you think..."
When Yun Ze heard this, his heart moved.
Luo Qingcen's idea is not bad, if he keeps waiting for someone on the dock.
It takes three to four hours to earn three hundred taels. The time has passed now, and it is estimated that the task will not be completed until near the end of the year.
It was around nine o'clock at that time. It was too late to go home because I was afraid that the two girls at home would be anxious.
Moreover, if something unexpected happens again, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to earn three hundred taels, and I have to go out tomorrow.
It's different when you get on the cruise ship. Those who can join the poetry club are all children from rich families who are well-fed and able to support themselves.
He can easily get twenty taels of silver, and earn three hundred taels easily without him having to hawk.
"Just what I want, Miss Luo, please!" Yunze smiled slightly at Luo Qingcen. If you don't have to work hard to find customers, why refuse?
"Let me get your easel!"
"Then I'll get the drawing paper...I'll get the paint..."
When they heard that Yunze agreed to get on the boat, the young masters and ladies suddenly looked overjoyed, and a dozen or so people quickly helped Yunze get his things.
"Master Yun, when we get on the boat later, you have to help me paint first. Look, I've already helped you get the easel..." A rich man who helped Yunze get the easel wanted to be one step ahead.
But as soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him quit.
"I even got the drawing paper!" "Yes... I also got the paint..."
Seeing everyone quarreling, Yunze had a headache.
This made him miss the scene when he was performing tasks in the pedestrian street in his previous life, painting for people. Scan the code and draw for people according to the scanned code time, which saves trouble.
If they were allowed to quarrel like this, whoever painted first would be offended. Fortunately, Luo Qingcen came out to smooth things over and said:
"Don't argue. Anyway, you can all get the paintings after Mr. Yun gets on the boat. Now come to me to sign up and I will arrange it..."
Hearing her words, the young ladies and gentlemen immediately signed up with Luo Qingcen. Her prestige in the hearts of everyone is very great.
However, everyone's enthusiasm made Luo Qingcen feel dizzy. She had to ask the maid to help remember who came first and who came last.
In this way, amidst the noise, the group arrived at the pier and quickly boarded the building boat.
The entire building ship is very large, about fifteen meters wide and more than seventy meters long. In addition to the lower cabin, there are three floors above. The entire building ship seems to be owned by Luo Qingcen's poetry club.
In the huge cabin on the second floor, more than thirty people gathered here at this time. They occupied a corner of the huge cabin.
These people were talking and laughing, but they were all centered on a handsome young man in the middle. Almost everyone had nothing but flattery to say about the man.
The appearance of Luo Qingcen and others immediately attracted everyone's attention, and these people immediately greeted Luo Qingcen warmly.
Among them, the most popular young master Pian Pian quickly stood up and smiled at Luo Qingcen:
"Miss Luo, you're here...please take a seat...after we pick up the other friends on the pier, we can go on a lake tour...you have to take the lead in this poetry meeting..."
Luo Qingcen nodded to him and everyone, and after saying a few polite words, he quickly introduced Yunze to everyone.
"This is Yunze, Mr. Yun, whom I invited. His painting skills are truly extraordinary, and his self-portraits are even more outstanding. If you want to paint self-portraits, you can ask him... twenty-two pieces each!"
Luo Qingcen's introduction made everyone slightly stunned, especially after hearing the name Yunze, everyone frowned and looked weird.
The name Yunze is almost infamous throughout Danyang City, and everyone knows such a prodigal son.
Luo Qingcen suddenly brought him over and said that he had extraordinary painting skills and they didn't believe him even if he beat these people to death.
What shocked them the most was that they actually wanted twenty-two pieces. Why didn't this guy grab it?
