C197 (2/2)

When people said that calligraphy skills were worth a thousand gold, this Fu Niang had a thousand gold too. However, her words were not written out, but spoken. If people wanted to hear her say something, they would need to eat for a few years.

It was just that Jin Xiaolou was not lacking in silver at the moment, she was already able to produce over ten thousand silver, so Jin Xiaolou was willing to spend these six thousand silver to get even the slightest bit of news related to Gui Qi.

”The people from the Liuli Workshop are indeed generous!” The substitute Tang Chun laughed heartily. As he spoke, he actually raised his eyes to look at a private room to his right.

This slight emotion did not escape Jin Xiaolou's eyes. Jin Xiaolou pretended to drink her tea carelessly with her head lowered, but her eyes were actually slanted towards the elegant room.

He saw a man in a long jade robe. His face was indistinct, and he looked like a man, but he had an elegant air to him.

The man slightly nodded his head, and Dutchman Chun's voice sounded from ahead, ”Six thousand gold. Deal!” I will give you the only advertisement in Fu Niang, Miss Lv Yun. When are you going to copy the pattern and the sentence with the painter? ”

The corner of Jin Xiaolou's mouth curled, and she put down her teacup. She raised her head, ”Let's do it now.”

Dai Chun obviously didn't know if this woman could become the host of Liuli Workshop, and then looked at Lv Yun. Seeing Lv Yun nod her head, she also nodded: ”Alright, now, please come with me and the two ladies to the Cabinet to discuss in detail.”

Finished, he rushed to the hall and cupped his hands: ”Thank you all for your kindness towards our Fu Niang, if there is a next time, please continue to support us.”

With that, the Fu Niang stood up and followed Dutchman Chun into the cabinet.

Jin Xiaolou saw Fu Niang's face emerging from behind the screen, her appearance was exactly the same as Gui Zhi, but the expression on her face was something Jin Xiaolou had never seen before.

The osmanthus branches used to look clean and cold, but the Fu Niang in front of her was even more charming and beautiful, making one's bones go numb.

Sensing Jin Xiaolou's gaze, Fu Niang turned her head and smiled at her.

This dazzling smile made Jin Xiaolou dizzy. She held onto Lv Yun's hand tightly: ”That's her!”

”It's Gui Zhi!” Jin Xiaolou was almost incoherent, ”Other than her appearance, she doesn't look like her at all, but I know she is!”

Lv Yun blinked, confused by the words, but she also understood Jin Xiaolou's meaning: ”I also think it's Gui Qi! From the first glance, I knew that it was, but this Fu Niang did not recognize me, and even from the looks of it, she did not seem to be pretending.

”We'll find out eventually.” Jin Xiaolou sighed, she had already stepped into the Cabinet.

There was a white-haired painter waiting inside. Dai Tang Chun sat on a chair and invited Jin Xiaolou and the others to sit with him.

”If you two bosses have any requests, feel free to ask Mr. Yu. This Mr. Yu was once a painter used by the palace to paint pictures of lords.” On behalf of the two of them, Chun Chong and Chun Chong arrived.

Jin Xiaolou glanced at Painter Yu, but turned her gaze towards Fu Niang.

Fu Niang wore a pomegranate dress and her hair was tied up high. Seeing that Jin Xiaolou was looking at her, she naturally smiled back at Jin Xiaolou.

Jin Xiaolou said: ”I want to know first where this Fu Niang is from, what's good about him, and how she came to the Liusu Pavilion.”

Ditto's Chun narrowed his eyes and asked, ”What, what does this have to do with painting advertisements?”

”Of course it's related. Only by getting a better understanding of the Fu Niang can we draw the pattern based on her temperament. That way, it can make the advertisement even more moving and more persuasive.” Jin Xiaolou opened her mouth to ask, ”Who is willing to spend money for an ice-cold portrait? Everyone wants emotional recommendations from the people in the picture. ”

Dai Chun froze for a moment, then laughed out loud: ”It's no wonder you're someone from the Liuli Workshop! Since that's the case, Fu Niang, why don't you tell them everything from the bottom of your heart. ”

He did not look at Jin Xiaolou, her, or Dai Tang Chun, but instead looked very far out of the window, ”My hometown is right in this capital, I was born here, and I still want to die here, and I'll never leave this place.”

Just as Jin Xiaolou's heart sank, she saw Fu Niang's gaze on him.

She continued, ”If you want to say what you usually like, it's a good dance. It's just that the word 'dance' can't be called an elegant word. It's just a vulgar hobby.”

”As for the Liusu Pavilion, they were for the most important person in my life.”