With one hand she heals, and the other hand she kills, the princess vows to rule the world!

Chapter 925: North and Love (8)

A word is like a big stone thrown into the lake, causing countless ripples.

"Not this painting? What does that mean? Does he have other paintings?"

"Other paintings? How is that possible? Could it be that this young master spent an hour painting two paintings?!"

At this moment, everyone's attention shifted to another piece of paper on Gong Fu's right hand side.

"Isn't that the piece of paper she wasted drawing on? Could there be another portrait on that piece of paper?"

Gong Fu didn't let everyone wait for long and directly picked up the drawing paper on her right hand.

The paper unfolded, and a graceful and beautiful woman appeared on the page. Her beautiful eyes moved, and a gentle smile spread across them. Her bright eyes were filled with kindness and tenderness.

"Miss, this, this is you!!"

Xue'er screamed in shock, her head almost sticking to the drawing paper!

Miss Zhang from the Sima family had a look of shock on her face.

Is this really her?

It seems very similar to what I saw in the water.

"It's really Miss Zhang!"

“It seems so!!”

After hearing this, the person next to him said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean by similar? These are clearly two identical Miss Zhangs!"

Gong Fu uses shadow techniques, as well as the depth and brightness of colors, to make the characters' shapes very three-dimensional and realistic!

"Especially those eyes, even their expression is so vivid and real! Such amazing painting skills are simply astonishing!"

Gong Fu listened to everyone's praise and looked at Liao He proudly, "Master Painter, what do you think of this painting?"

The expression on Liao He's face could no longer be described with the word "wonderful". All one could say was that after all the complicated emotions, only admiration remained on his face.

"There are very few people in this world who can use the contrast of light and dark and the contrast of color brightness to make the objects they paint appear so realistic! I admire you!"

"I lost this battle!"

Convinced orally!

He couldn't help but be convinced. So many people on the street had seen the two paintings compared with their own eyes. If it was the previous painting, he could still use the excuse that the person wasn't there, but in this one, the person was right next to him, as if he had copied them!

In this situation, how can he make excuses?

We can only admit defeat!

Seeing that he was convinced, Gong Fu smiled.

"Mr. Liao, thank you for letting me!"

Liao He's face looked a little stiff, with a hint of unnatural red on his cheeks.

"I accept the bet. Young man, I'll buy all the paintings you have! Feel free to make an offer, I won't bargain!"

This time, he has failed. He is not as skilled as others, so he may as well lose his job. He can't be a shameless person who goes back on his word.

Gong Fu smiled and put away her tough attitude. "No need. I only painted two paintings. The previous two paintings have already been bought by that lady."

Liao He was a little surprised. He thought she would ask for a huge sum of money to blackmail him, but he didn't expect her to just let it go like that?!

After saying that, Gong Fu handed the portrait in her hand to Miss Zhang, "Miss, I couldn't give you the other two paintings just now, but I can give you this one now."

"Of course, if you don't mind."

Zhang Yandan looked at the painting, his brown pupils trembling slightly, and he was almost speechless.

"Sir, is this painting really a gift for our young lady?"

Xue'er was so excited. She thought it would cost a lot of money to get this painting! Unexpectedly, the young man actually gave it to the young lady directly!

"The painting is of your young lady, so of course I should give it to you. Do you think I should keep it for myself?" Gong Fu laughed. If she really kept it, people might think she was a rapist.

Xue'er suppressed her excitement and quietly pushed her dazed young lady.

Zhang Yandan came back to her senses, her face flushed.

When she took the painting, her heart began to beat wildly like a deer.

"Sir, this, this is too valuable..."

If it were someone else, this painting would be worth a fortune!

She just gave it to her like that?

"It's just some paint, not worth anything. No matter how beautiful the painting is, it can't compare to the beauty of truth and goodness!"

She didn't say this intentionally to be sweet-talking. She mainly felt that Miss Zhang really had a kind heart. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so generous as to spend all her money to buy her two simple paintings.

After delivering the paintings, Gong Fu said to the crowd, "Dear fellow villagers, from now on, I will set up a stall here every afternoon to sell paintings. If anyone wants a self-portrait, please come and see me. There are only three spots available each day, and each painting costs one hundred taels of silver!"

"One hundred taels?"

"Wow, this young man really dares to speak!"

One hundred taels is not cheap! In Beisha City, there are probably not many people who can afford to paint like her.

"However, this portrait is so realistic, one hundred taels is actually quite worth it."

"Yes, a wealthy person would be willing to spend even a thousand taels on such a lifelike portrait, right? After all, if the portrait is well preserved, it might be able to last for hundreds of years! If people in the future can see your portrait, wouldn't that be like living into the afterlife?"

After hearing this, everyone was eager to take a self-portrait.

Gong He remained silent. The more heated the conversation became, the better it was for her. If word of this spread, wouldn't her business be booming?

"Young Master, I want it! I want a self-portrait! I'm willing to pay a hundred taels!!"

There was a middle-aged man who looked like a wealthy businessman. He had a big belly and stretched out his hand to get to the front of the crowd.

One person made a bid, and those who were hesitant nearby also raised their hands, "I want a portrait too!"

"And I!!"

Three people, full.

Others also spoke up, vying for a spot in the portrait.

Seeing the excited crowd, Gong Fu couldn't suppress the curve of her lips.

"Today, we will just take care of these three masters first. If anyone else wants to have their self-portrait painted, please come back tomorrow."

Everyone looked disappointed and regretted that they raised their hands too late.

Gong Fu carefully put away the other painting, hid it aside, and then began to paint.

However, she didn't have much paint left, so she added another condition: each painter must bring his own paint. If he didn't have any paint, he would have to pay for it separately.

Those gentlemen readily agreed.

How could someone who could afford a hundred taels of silver to paint a portrait care about a few taels of silver for the paint?

In this way, Gong Fu's portrait business will no longer have any costs or material costs.