The morning sun was particularly bright, dyeing the streets a golden color, and people started busy early.
"Is Hu Panpan's house at the end of Hu Ming Street over here?" Chen Yuanyuan, a roadie, asked while walking. Finally, she found the right place and arrived successfully.
Hu Panpan also got up early, put on makeup, and sang in the yard. When she opened the door, Chen Yuanyuan almost didn't recognize her. She was already beautiful, with Xiaodan's make-up, and a hint of tenderness between her raised eyebrows.
"It's so beautiful. If I were a man, I would definitely marry someone as beautiful as you," Chen Yuanyuan sighed.
Hu Panpan enthusiastically pulled Chen Yuanyuan into the house, and the warm atmosphere was filled with the fragrance of tea. She tenderly filled a cup of tea for Chen Yuanyuan, "Sister, don't make fun of me. I'm just a toy in the theater for people's entertainment. How can I compare with the daughter of a good family." There was a hint of self-mockery and helplessness in her words, although She has a beautiful appearance, but she is still unmarried at the age of 19. Because of her status, no young master from a good family can marry an actor as his wife, and she is not willing to waste her life as a concubine.
"Sister Panpan, please don't belittle yourself. What's wrong with singing? Is it wrong for a woman to know only one skill?" Chen Yuanyuan said angrily, "They just don't want women to be too good and surpass those men."
Since ancient times, small feet have been bound to fit a woman's steps.
Every method is used to imprison women in order to make women willing to stay at home.
"What you said is so good. No one has ever told me this." Hu Panpan's eyes flashed with sparkle. Since she was sold to the theater troupe by her father at the age of 10, she has been learning to sing from the troupe leader. She debuted on stage at the age of 12 and 18. Become the pillar of the class. During this period, it was not that there were no men pursuing her, but most of them only wanted to take her as their concubine and never dared to promise the position of their head wife. She had long been indifferent to feelings, and had been making money to redeem herself and buy this house.
"Oh, let's not mention these unhappy things. Look at the tools I brought with me. I will paint a beautiful portrait for you today." Chen Yuanyuan raised the rice paper, pen and ink and the paint given to her yesterday, her eyes full of enthusiasm.
Chen Yuanyuan spread the paper on the table, and Hu Panpan sat sideways on the chair. The costume brought out her unique temperament, which was cold and elegant, with slender and distinct fingers.
After about a quarter of an hour, I finished the painting and called it a day.
"Ah, so fast"
Hu Panpan didn't have high expectations, but when she stood up and picked up the scroll, she was shocked. Is this her?
The woman in the painting has charming moon-like starry eyes, her orchid fingers are raised, and she is sitting on a chair staring into the distance.
The most important thing is, how can you draw people so lifelike? Obviously, he only gave her three boxes of paint yesterday, but the person in the painting had fair and translucent skin, glowing with health. The sapphire hairpin sparkled on her head, and there was a hint of pink between her eyebrows.
"The painting is really good. I have never seen such a colorful painting."
"It's just three boxes of paint, how can you draw such colors?"
Her eyes fell on the delicate flower branches on the vase on the table. Every detail was exquisite.
"You only need the three primary colors of red, yellow and blue to create all the colors in the world."
Chen Yuanyuan demonstrated to her how to mix various beautiful colors in a small container.
"Ah, unexpectedly, it's so magical, it's even better than those painted by famous painters in Bianjing!"
Hu Panpan marveled, picked up the portrait and couldn't put it down.
"Can you make the painting bigger? I want to hang it outside the theater troupe," Hu Panpan thought, so that when guests order a play in the future, they can clearly see the final effect.
"As for the price, what do you think is appropriate? I'll discuss it with the class teacher and let him pay for it with you. If other sisters in the class see such a beautiful painting, they will definitely rush for it." She knew that Chen Yuanyuan was shy and wanted to help. Help her. Besides, she couldn't wait to show them such a beautiful painting.
"Of course, I don't know how to set the right price."
Chen Yuanyuan answered frankly that this was also her first time selling paintings.
In fact, to put it bluntly, the pens, inks, paper and inkstones used for painting only cost a few dollars. The most important thing is the painter. The painter is famous and worth thousands of gold, and she also understands that in Meizhou, she will definitely not be worth a thousand gold. .
Hu Panpan thought for a moment, "I'll give you a price. You can listen and see if it's reasonable."
"Because I have contacted other painters before, and a simple painting of theirs costs about 500 copper coins."
"As for your painting, I think it's worth at least two cents." In fact, she said, it would cost one ingot of gold, but she can't eat a big fat man in one go. If the price is too expensive, the class teacher will not agree to let her paint, " Of course, the price can be set higher in the future, and it can be slightly lower at the beginning.”
Chen Yuanyuan did not expect that it could be worth 2 yuan. She originally planned to sell it at a relatively low price, selling it for 500 copper coins each.
Liangjiaozi can buy the beautiful silk she saw yesterday. Besides, this kind of portrait painting is quite simple. She can draw a painting in 15 minutes. If she needs more details, just pay more!
"Okay, let's press Liangjiaozi and draw a picture first."
After deciding on the price, Chen Yuanyuan was eager to give it a try. She wanted to make money quickly. She wanted to eat, drink and have fun, and everything required cents.
Hu Panpan was in a happy mood as she admired Chen Yuanyuan's paintings of beauties, and suddenly felt that something was missing.
"Yuanyuan, do you have a seal?" Generally, regular painters will print their personal seal next to it.
"No," Chen Yuanyuan thought, she really needed one.
I vaguely remember that in ancient times, paintings were often accompanied by a seal and a poem, especially in landscape paintings, which could give the paintings more cultural connotation and artistic value.
"Let me help you customize a seal." Hu Panpan took over the job and stuffed two coins into her hand.
"What are you doing? I promised you to thank you for buying me paint. There is no charge for this painting." Chen Yuanyuan quickly declined.
Hu Panpan smiled and held her hand, "Oh, don't you want to help me paint a bigger painting? And if you go to the theater to paint, you will need to buy more paint, please accept it."
Chen Yuanyuan could only accept it because she really had no money and needed the money as start-up capital.
