The whole world thought I was poor

Lu Xiaohao only had two thousand dollars left on him. As for Qin Qinlan, he had no money at all.

If you don’t have money, it’s hard to travel without money. The most important thing at the moment is to make money.

Before the change, Lu Xiaohao was temporarily unable to make money.

But now it's different. With a system on hand, making money becomes much easier.

Simply redeem a skill in the system skill store, and you can make a lot of money if you take it out.

Lu Xiaohao has a bottom in his heart, so he is not worried about money at all.

First, I took Qin Qinlan to a well-known inn in the ancient town of Lishi, and directly booked a small courtyard with a few rooms. The funds of 2,000 yuan in his hand were instantly left with 500 yuan.

"You are really a prodigal." Qin Qinlan smiled.

With only 2,000 yuan in hand, it costs three-quarters to book a residence. It's not a prodigal or something.

Lu Xiaohao didn't expect that the word prodigal would come out of Qin Qinlan's mouth, and couldn't help but laughed: "Old Qin, you can pull it down. I don't have a prodigal without you."

Qin Qinlan is the real prodigal girl. Hiring a bodyguard can earn 300 million yuan in annual salary. The salary of the emperor Zhang Yuying is estimated to be lower than that of him. Who can be more prodigal than Qin Qinlan in the whole world.

"The house of Yuefu is one of the best places to live in Lishi. It is not the peak tourist season in Lishi. Otherwise, 1500 will not be booked. At least it will be doubled or three times higher."

Lu Xiaohao smiled and said, this time he didn't come out to play by himself. Since he was going out with Qin Qinlan, he would naturally live well, eat well, and play well.

"I'll go wash first." Qin Qinlan said.

There are two guest rooms in the small courtyard, each with complete supporting facilities, ancient style, exquisite and elegant.

They have been running around on the road for so many days, and they have no conditions to wash. Qin Qinlan has long wanted to take a bath.

Of course, Lu Xiaohao was no exception, and immediately went to the shower room to take a shower.

After an hour, the two men washed up and walked out of the house.

"Did you remove your makeup?"

Lu Xiaohao looked at Qin Qinlan who walked out of the house. At this moment, Qin Qinlan was like a hibiscus blooming in the water, an indispensable beauty.

The makeup that Lu Xiaohao painted on her face has been completely washed off by her.

"Well, let's change the makeup. This age is a bit older, and it doesn't look good." Qin Qinlan said.

Lu Xiaohao laughed when he heard this. As expected, women are beauty-loving creatures, and Qin Qinlan is no exception.

However, the makeup look before is indeed a bit older and looks too ordinary.

Because in the savage area like no man's land, Lu Xiaohao didn't want to cause trouble because Qin Qinlan was too good-looking.

That's why she painted her very old and ugly.

But now that I have come to the scenic spot, there is no need to do that.

"Okay, let me change your appearance."

Lu Xiaohao smiled and said, after he took out the dye used for disguise from the room, he drew on Qin Qinlan's face.

"Draw younger." Qin Qinlan asked.

"Okay, I promise you will be satisfied." Lu Xiaohao said with a smile.

Soon, a new makeup appeared successfully.

Very young, looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, beautiful and exquisite, at least 85 points or more, in the school is estimated to be a beautiful girl.

Qin Qinlan took the mirror and took a closer look, still a little dissatisfied: "Not beautiful enough."

Young is very young, but it is far from the beauty she expected.

Lu Xiaohao smiled bitterly when he heard the words: "It's already very beautiful."

He is just a master of disguise, not a god of disguise, and his ability to draw 85 points is already the limit.

As for the score above 85, it can't be drawn by painting at all. Anything is a brilliant life of Zhong Tiandi, and only God can create it.Relying on the pen to draw, I am afraid that the painting saints will not have that ability.

As for Qin Qinlan's original appearance, it is estimated that it would be difficult for even God to create it again.

So it's not that Qin Qinlan is demanding, but Lu Xiaohao is not capable enough.

"Forget it, don't make it difficult for you, let's do it." Qin Qinlan smiled and put the mirror down.

Qin Qinlan turned into a 17 or 18-year-old girl. Of course, Lu Xiaohao could no longer use the face of a 30-year-old young man, otherwise it would be a little too mismatched.

Considering that he would meet an acquaintance later, Lu Xiaohao simply washed off the disguise on his face and restored his original appearance.

In the afternoon, Lu Xiaohao took Qin Qinlan out and went straight to a calligraphy and painting shop in Guzhen.

There are many calligraphy and painting shops in the ancient town, and you can see one every tens of meters. After all, the antique things in the ancient town are best sold, such as calligraphy and painting, calligraphy and painting, and the four treasures of the study.

Xingyuan Calligraphy and Painting Shop is a very ordinary calligraphy and painting shop in the ancient town. The area is small, only tens of square meters.

The calligraphy and paintings sold in the calligraphy and painting shops are all bargains for dozens of dollars a piece, and even many of them are directly printed, not even the painter's handwriting.

This kind of calligraphy and painting shops only do business for ordinary people. They are not tall at all. They are small businesses.

Lu Xiaohao took Qin Qinlan into the door of Xingyuan Painting and Calligraphy Shop.

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is dressed in retro style and has a somewhat scrolly atmosphere. He looks like the kind of people who have been nurtured in calligraphy and painting for a long time.

Do you think this kind of person is very cultural?

In fact, it's all an illusion, just a pretend.

At least Lu Xiaohao knew that the owner of this Xingyuan calligraphy and painting shop was a crude man who had not read much.

Of course, if a rough person pretends to be a gentleman for a long time, he naturally has a somewhat gentle temperament.

Lu Xiaohao stepped into the store familiarly, and when he saw the store owner, he said hello: "Old Zheng, what are you doing?"

"Lu Xiaohao, why is your kid here again?"

The shop owner heard the reputation, and immediately laughed when he saw Lu Xiaohao.

"Why, don't you welcome me?" Lu Xiaohao swaggered to the counter.

"Welcome ass! Your boy is fine when he comes. Come on, your boy has encountered some difficulties again."

Old Zheng rolled his eyes, and subconsciously prepared to reach out and pull the drawer to withdraw money.

"Don't, I'm not here for alms today." Lu Xiaohao quickly stopped Old Zheng.

Old Zheng's habitual movements made Lu Xiaohao quite embarrassed.

In the past, he wandered around all year round, traveled around the world poorly, and came to Lishi many times.

There are many kind people in the ancient town of Lishi, and the owner of this calligraphy and painting shop is one of them. He has helped him many times.

"Who is this?"

Old Zheng found that there was a young and beautiful girl behind Lu Xiaohao, and he couldn't help asking in surprise.

What a pretty little girl, in the ancient town of Lishi, you can see a lot of pretty beauties every day.

But such a pretty little girl is rare.

Especially such a pretty little girl, who actually followed Lu Xiaohao, a bastard, was even more shocked to Old Zheng.

What is the relationship between the two?

Isn't it a boyfriend?

Just when Lao Zheng had such an idea, Lu Xiaohao said shamelessly, "Lao Zheng, this is my girlfriend, whose surname is Qin."

Lu Xiaohao pointed to Qin Qinlan with no embarrassment in his expression. After all, the husband and wife had pretended to be a boy and girl friend.

Even Lu Xiaohao didn't mean to ask Qin Qinlan's disagreement at all, so he just decided on his own.

"Good boy, awesome!"

Lao Zheng was a little surprised and said that such a beautiful girl was soaked by a bastard like Lu Xiaohao. It is really a flower stepping on the cow dung, which is too lucky.

"Hey, it's normal. Old Zheng, give me some pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Lu Xiaohao said.

"What do you want pen, ink, paper and inkstone for?"

Old Zheng looked at Lu Xiaohao strangely. These things are usually used by educated people. Lu Xiaohao knows who he is best. He doesn't know these elegant things at all.

"It's useful and useful. Take good pen and ink. The paper should be rice paper."

Of course, Lu Xiaohao couldn't explain anything to Old Zheng, only urged him to get things.

Old Zheng took out pens, inks, papers and inkstones in a puzzled way. Of course, these things are sold in calligraphy and painting shops. Many people come to the calligraphy and painting shops and basically buy tools. On the contrary, few actually buy calligraphy and painting.

This time Lu Xiaohao didn't take Lao Zheng's things for nothing, so he paid the money directly, and then borrowed a small table and two benches.

"Are you going to go to the street to do art?" Old Zheng said with a smile.

The things Lu Xiaohao wanted were exactly the same as those selling calligraphy and painting on the street.

In the ancient town, there are many such performers.

Of course, he was completely joking when he said that, and he didn't think that Lu Xiaohao was really going to be a performer.

After all, performing arts requires you to have a real skill, and you won't sell anything.

Originally, Lao Zheng was just joking, but Lu Xiaohao actually nodded and said, "Yes, Lao Zheng, you are very smart. I'm just going to be a performer."

"You go to show art? What kind of art can you sell!" Old Zheng couldn't laugh or cry, isn't Lu Xiaohao fooling around.

Lu Xiaohao smiled without saying a word, waved his hand and said, "Old Zheng, go now, and come back later to return the table and chairs."

...

Walking out of the Xingyuan painting and calligraphy shop, Qin Qinlan couldn't help asking: "Xiaohao, are you going to sell calligraphy and painting on the street?"

"Right." Lu Xiaohao nodded.

Qin Qinlan: "..."

She thought that Lu Xiaohao had any good means of making money, but turned out to be selling calligraphy and painting on the street.

How much money can I make from selling calligraphy and painting...Even if I sell it for a day, I guess I won’t make a lot of money.

And selling calligraphy and painting requires a certain degree of craftsmanship. If there is no craftsmanship, it is estimated that you will not make a cent.

With tables, chairs and benches, Lu Xiaohao set up a stall on the arch bridge in Shuhe Ancient Town.

He sells ink paintings, because ink paintings use less materials, a brush, a piece of rice paper, and a bowl of ink.

Of course, the simple materials used in ink painting does not mean that it is easy to draw.

On the contrary, ink painting is a very profound painting art, which has been passed down from ancient times to the present and belongs to the ranks of Chinese painting.

Lu Xiaohao set up the booth and wrote on the banner: Master of Chinese painting, autograph, 300 yuan per portrait

After doing this, he sat down and waited for business.

As a result, one hour later, no business came to the door.

Lu Xiaohao frowned slightly, that's not right... His sign is so big, how could there be no business!

The paintings of masters of Chinese painting only sell for 300 yuan each, which is very cheap.

How can it cost tens of thousands of yuan to replace it with other places, the works of masters of traditional Chinese painting.

Lu Xiaohao doesn't know much about the traditional Chinese painting market. He has no idea how much the master's works can be bought.

But he got the memory of a master painter from the system, and those memories are about the life of the master painter.

In their parallel world, paintings made by masters can sell for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Even a particularly outstanding masterpiece can be sold for millions, even tens of millions of dollars.

The paintings of other masters are so valuable, why is it his turn, no one wants a painting for 300 yuan...

Qin Qinlan sat next to Lu Xiaohao, staring at the line Lu Xiaohao just wrote on the banner.

Silver hook and iron painting, pen with dragons and snakes, this is probably close to master-level calligraphy!

Qin Qinlan has a strong appreciative ability, and he can see that Lu Xiaohao's handwriting is not simple at first glance.

The so-called calligraphy and painting are not divided into families, and those who are strong in ink and wash painting will not be bad in calligraphy.

Of course, a master-level ink painter is not necessarily a master-level calligrapher. There are still certain differences.

It is not easy to become a master-level painter with a specialization in the art industry, and it is difficult to become a master-level calligrapher again.

However, there is no doubt that a master ink painter must be a senior calligrapher.

Lu Xiaohao's calligraphy cannot be called a master, but it is also quite amazing. It is estimated that there are not many people who can match Lu Xiaohao in the National Calligraphy Association.

"Xiaohao, now I am somewhat convinced that you can make money with calligraphy and painting."

Qin Qinlan looked at Lu Xiaohao with a look of appreciation in his eyes.

She didn't expect that Lu Xiaohao had such an amazing calligraphy.

"Old Qin, is my handwriting okay?"

Lu Xiaohao triumphantly said, Lao Qin praised people, but it was rare.

"It's more than okay. It's amazing. If you are willing to settle down and study calligraphy, you will be a calligraphy master in the future." Qin Qinlan smiled.

Lu Xiaohao smiled when he heard the words, disapproving in his heart.Shen Xixin studies the calligraphy of a fart, is he the kind of person who can sink his heart?

What's more, he doesn't need to settle down to study calligraphy, just spend a point on the system mall to redeem it.

One point can get the life of a calligraphy master, so why not do it.

However, the points have been consumed a lot recently, and Lu Xiaohao doesn't have a few points anymore, so he didn't exchange his calligraphy master skills, only the painting master skills.

"How amazing is it, but no one appreciates it." Lu Xiaohao sighed.

An hour has passed, and there is still no business to come.

"Why don't you draw a few display pictures? Without a display picture, there is no persuasiveness and it is difficult to attract others."

Qin Qinlan said that after seeing Lu Xiaohao's calligraphy, she actually wanted to see Lu Xiaohao's painting skills.

Lu Xiaohao hesitated slightly when he heard the words, and then nodded and said, "Okay, then draw a few pictures and try it out."

Originally, he didn't plan to draw any display pictures, but he is a master painter, so why show others.

Anyone who has achieved success has arrogance in his heart, especially in his field of expertise.

This kind of arrogance does not actually belong to Lu Xiaohao, but the master painter from the parallel world.

Therefore, under subtle influence, Lu Xiaohao didn't bother to draw any display pictures, after all, he was not a real performer.

But now there is no way. One hour later, no business came to the door.

Lu Xiaohao belongs to the kind of person who bows his head and is quite active in life.That little bit of so-called arrogance soon disappeared.

I just bow my head, what is it, anyway, I am not a real painter at all.