Chapter 24 Successful operation

The two got close for a while, and Wu Daozi and Li Zhaodao each gave each a painting, and the final settlement was completed. Chen Wanrong was about to start selling Wu Daozi's paintings, but Princess Taiping said unhappily: "Mr. Wu, you have such a brilliant painting skill, Taoist priest, Uncle Wang and others have calligraphy. Where are me? We came together."

If Wu Daozi is so talented, can she be content with her if she doesn't ask for a painting in person? It's also a good thing, which means Wu Daozi is very popular. Wu Daozi smiled and said: "When the princess sees blame, Wu Daozi dares not obey orders, so I will make a painting for the princess. I just don't know what kind of painting the princess likes?"

Princess Taiping smiled happily: "No hurry, it's important to open today. If I chase you and want to draw, others will definitely say that I am using power to suppress others. You should do the important business first and draw a picture for me when you have time. I will send someone to pick it up."

She was kind and easy-going, and did not use her power to suppress others. She was so reasonable, so Chen Wanrong and the others were not surprised. Wu Daozi said, "Thank you Princess."

"Go and do your business." Princess Taiping waved generously.

The guy brought out three paintings, a landscape painting, a ladies painting, and a drinking painting. Each one was of top quality. Princess Taiping, Sima Chengzhen and Li Sixun and his son carefully painted it, and praised it endlessly. Princess Taiping wished she could take it all.

Walking around in front of the crowd, the crowd was filled with thunder. The fat middle-aged man was very surprised, his eyes shining like a lantern, and asked, "Is this a sale?"

"Yes!" Chen Wanrong replied, raising his voice and said, "Everyone, now we will start selling Brother Wu's masterpieces. Before selling them, I want to tell you one thing that these paintings were written by Mr. Wu, and no one was asked to write them for you. If there is any fake, you can go to the government to appeal."

A response interrupted Chen Wanrong's speech: "We can trust it!"

After the cheers stopped, Chen Wanrong continued: "From today, the World Gallery will sell up to three paintings of Brother Wu every day. Whether to sell one or two or three paintings, it is up to Brother Wu to decide."

The crowd immediately asked: "Why?"

"I don't make money, I'm stupid!"

Chen Wanrong pressed his hands down and waited until he calmed down before he explained the reason: "Everyone, this painting is like writing poetry. It must be inspired. Things that are not inspired are not angry and are not considered high-quality works. I dare not say anything else, but I can guarantee that Brother Wu's masterpiece must be of top quality."

"It makes sense!" The crowd began to agree. After all, what is the pursuit of fine works of art is fine. As long as you can get fine works, what is there to say?

"Can you have more? Five pictures a day."

Chen Wanrong shook his head: "Everyone knows that this painting often takes several days, or even ten or twenty days to draw one. Fortunately, it is Brother Wu, the great talent, does not take such a long time. However, this is quite tiring. Look, Brother Wu has already sweated a lot after painting a few paintings. If he continues to draw, he will be exhausted. If Brother Wu fails, where do you buy a masterpiece like him?"

This is so reasonable. Although it is a pity, I have to agree. After a while of discussion, there was no sound.

"Shopkeeper Chen, how long does it take to sell paintings?"

Chen Wanrong and the others had already discussed this matter: "Sell the salary before lunch every day."

"Start sell!" The fat man was very anxious.

"Yes, sell it!" The crowd echoed.

Chen Wanrong waved his hand and the guy brought the landscape painting over. Chen Wanrong set the rules: "The most expensive painting will be obtained."

This is a disguised auction. A great man like Wu Daozi will inevitably have a hot topic. If you put a price on it, it will damage its value. It is better to let them bid.

"Okay, that's it!" Those rich people who are determined to buy Wu Daozi's paintings will not care about how much money they are, as long as they can buy them.

"Everyone had no objection, so he started selling this landscape painting. It starts at 100 taels of silver." Chen Wanrong waved his hand and quoted.

"One hundred taels, too low!" The fat man was determined to win, and he quoted: "Five hundred taels."

Wu Daozi is famous today, but with his current reputation, he can sell it for 100 taels of silver, which is not low. The fat man is a bit scary, and Wang Han was stunned. Then he realized that everyone could see that Wu Daozi would be famous all over the world. His paintings would be very valuable and it is possible that they could not find a thousand gold coins. It is better to collect them now.

After understanding this, Wang Han shouted loudly: "It's five hundred taels, is there anyone who pays a higher price?"

"Six hundred taels!"

"Eight hundred taels!"

"One thousand taels!" Obese yelled as he touched his bulging belly.

The crowd immediately calmed down, and the wealthy businessmen who offered to bid, look at me, and I look at you, no one offered. Wang Han immediately sniffed: "Everyone: You must know that this is the first time Brother Wu sold the painting, and it is of great significance. Today, the two famous masters, the princess, Taoist priests, and General Li, are you looking for such a good thing?"

One word woke up the dreamer, and a wealthy businessman reported it: "One thousand three hundred taels."

The fat man gritted his teeth and said, "One thousand five hundred taels!" Finally, he threw out a sentence: "No matter how much money you give, I will make a reservation!" He straightened his chest and looked at the rich men proudly.

Several rich men thought for a while and stopped bidding. Wang Han asked, "Is there anyone else? Is there any?" After asking several times, no one offered the offer. Wang Han had not announced the deal yet. The fat man waved his hand and a servant followed him with a gold-painted box.

The fat man opened the box and saw a golden light shining. The fat man took out 150 taels of gold from the box: "The painting is mine. Where is the painting? Where is the painting?"

Princess Taiping took the painting and handed it to the fat man himself, and said, "Congratulations!"

The fat man was happy to buy the painting, but unexpectedly Princess Taiping handed it to him personally. What an honor it was. He jumped up with joy, and he couldn't stop hearing the banging sound: "Thank you Princess, thank you Princess!" His voice trembled with excitement.

The rich men's eyes shone and asked hurriedly: "Is it time to bid now?"

Wang Han didn't think about it: "The deal has been completed, please wait for the next one."

The rich men sighed and regretted it. If they had known that the princess would draw it herself, they would have to fight it no matter what.

The fat man took the painting, unfolded it, and ran around in front of the crowd: "My painting, my painting! See it clearly!" The face was so excited that flames appeared on his face, which attracted people's praise, and the fat man became even happier.

Wang Han slapped his hand, and the guy brought the picture of the lady, and Chen Wanrong started selling the second one. Before Chen Wanrong had a quote, the fat man offered: "I'll pay a thousand taels."

"One thousand five hundred taels!" As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately offered.

"One thousand seven hundred taels!"

"One thousand eight hundred taels!"

"Two thousand taels!"

Prices soared, and the fat man was not in a hurry to bid until the rich men stopped talking, and then he shouted: "Two thousand five hundred taels."

Chen Wanrong asked, "Two thousand five hundred taels, is there anyone else bid?"

"Is it still a princess to draw?" Princess Taiping's worth is not low, and the rich asked tentatively.

It is good to hand over the paintings by Princess Taiping, but no one can control her, so she has to make the final say. Before Chen Wanrong answered, Princess Taiping nodded and said, "I'll hand over."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone immediately offered: "Three thousand taels!"

The fat man said without thinking: "Three thousand five hundred taels!"

There was another silence. During Chen Wanrong's inquiry, no one paid a higher price and the deal was completed. The fat man happily pressed the picture of the lady from Princess Taiping, and could no longer hold back his joy. He chewed several mouthfuls on the picture. Then he expanded the picture, ran around in front of the crowd, and asked people to put it away.

The third painting has not yet been sold, Princess Taiping encouraged her: "You have bought two of them, and you have bought the third one, and it will be perfect."

The fat man was so happy that he nodded and blurted out a series of "obedience" as if he had bought it all. With Princess Taiping, the other rich people were willing to participate in the competition, and they felt sorry for their regrets. However, their sighing thoughts had not been turned over yet, and they heard Princess Taiping encourage them again: "It's a pity that you haven't taken down both of you. Fight for the breath, I have to buy this one no matter what, so I can't win the Grand Slam."

"Okay! Thank you Princess!" The rich men applauded in unison.

Chen Wanrong was secretly funny. Princess Taiping has a great ability to fan the air and ignite. With her words, why don’t both parties spend money desperately?

"Princess, will you draw this time?" The fat man asked a question that everyone was very considerate.

Princess Taiping smiled: "I have given two pictures, and it will be boring if I give them again." Amid the sighs of the rich, Princess Taiping said a more attractive condition: "This third picture, I, Taoist priest, Mr. Wu, and Uncle Wang, will give it to the buyer together. Do you think, okay?"

"Okay!" The sky-high scream made people's ears buzz.

The guy brought the drinks photo. Before Chen Wanrong could even say anything, the fat man blurted out three thousand taels. He didn't say anything, and someone quoted four thousand taels. The price soared so quickly, which made people shocked. Five thousand to six thousand taels in one breath, and then he calmed down and there was no movement.

"Is anyone else bid?" Princess Taiping asked in person.

The fat man stomped his feet on the ground: "Hey! Can you wait a while? I'll ask someone to move the gold pose?" It turns out that there is not enough money around him.

His words were immediately echoed, and several rich men sighed and complained: "Why don't you bring more money?"

Princess Taiping looked at Chen Wanrong and didn't say anything, asking Chen Wanrong to make an idea. Chen Wanrong naturally understood what to do. It was not impossible to let them move money again, but that would lose their credibility. She smiled and said, "I'm here today, and there's still the future. No one bids, so it's a deal of 8,000 taels."

"Ah!" A sigh was enough to break the heart.

The buyer was a thin middle-aged man. Princess Taiping waved at him and strode up. Princess Taiping took the painting and held the middle with Sima Chengzhen. Li Sixun and his son held a corner each, Wu Daozi followed behind, and the five people handed the painting to the middle-aged man.

"Congratulations!" Princess Taiping congratulated politely.

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground with a loud bang, and kept kowtowing: "Thank you Princess! Thank you Taoist Master! Thank you Mr. Wu! Thank you General!" He had tears in his eyes, his face was full of red light, and he was so excited that he was extremely excited.

Princess Taiping and Sima Chengzhen, one is powerful and has a high position and a powerful person, and one is a worldly master. She is famous all over the world. It is a great blessing to be able to see it all her life, let alone look at it at such a close distance. She took the painting from the two of them. That is the blessing of the ancestors' accumulated virtue. How could he not be excited?

The fat man was so angry that he snorted, and with a move of his hand, he took the servant away, so he didn't want to see his villain's appearance!

Sima Chengzhen asked for an inquiry and helped each other. The middle-aged man was so happy that he was trembling. He was so excited that his body was trembling. He took the painting with trembling. He ran three times in front of the crowd, opening his mouth, and couldn't even speak.

The three paintings sold for more than 10,000 taels, which was far beyond Chen Wanrong and the others' expectations. After discussing in advance, it would be too high to sell for two or three thousand taels. If Princess Taiping and Sima Chengzhen had not come to congratulate, they would have added weight to Chen Wanrong and the others invisibly, they would not have sold them at this price no matter what.

"Thank you for your appreciation, that's all for today." Chen Wanrong bowed his fists.

People don't want to leave: "Let's take a look here, can we?"

Chen Wanrong laughed: "Please give me some advice. We are going to hold a celebration banquet to celebrate Brother Wu."

"Where is it?" Some people's minds were not slow.

Chen Wanrong wanted to stop talking, but when he saw Zhou Sheng's anxious appearance, he knew that he wanted to take this opportunity to advertise and attract business, so he had to fulfill him once: "Wangjiang Tower!"

"Let's go, Wangjiang Tower!" One person suggested, and everyone was in a rush, and people ran away like a tide.

The people who were just watching the fun talked and laughed for a while, and they dispersed. Looking at the crowd running away, Zhou Sheng couldn't help but clasped his fists at Chen Wanrong: "Thank you, thank you shopkeeper Chen, thank you shopkeeper Chen!"

His purpose for coming today is two, one is to congratulate him. After all, Wu Daozi and Wangjiang Tower have a connection. If he opens today, he will not be able to come. The second is to take this opportunity to show the story between Wangjiang Tower and Wu Daozi. In this way, Wangjiang Tower will become more famous and there will be more drinkers. Now that the purpose is achieved, how can you be unhappy?

"Shopkeeper Zhou doesn't need to thank you, just a word." Chen Wanrong was still so humble. Although it was a word, it was a very important word.

Zhou Sheng was overly excited and a little dizzy, and said, "Princess, the young man held a banquet in Wangjiang Tower to celebrate Mr. Wu, and asked the princess to enjoy the glory." If Princess Taiping was invited to go there, it would be perfect.

She has a good idea, but she is a little overestimated. Although Wangjiang Tower is a famous restaurant in Chang'an, Princess Taiping cannot go there. After all, her status is precious, and even if she wants to go there, she will go there privately. It is best not to recognize it. If you go there now, it is tantamount to telling others how good Wangjiang Tower is, and this kind of thing cannot be done.

"I appreciate the kindness of Manager Zhou. Just do the celebration well!" Princess Taiping frowned and refused patiently.

Zhou Sheng wanted to say something more. Chen Wanrong took over the conversation and said, "Shopkeeper Zhou doesn't know that the princess is busy with affairs and has state affairs to deal with. Today, he is just taking a break from his busy schedule, so how can he take it anymore?"
To be continued...