However, rare animals like child prodigy have their own style, and Zhou Xingyun's style is even more unlucky.

Not only is his calligraphy and painting rare, but Liulizhai is not easy to enter. Liulizhai's items were only released in two months, each of which was no less than 1,000 taels of silver.

Some people consign here and get 30% of the commission.

30% is not a big deal, but the things that can be sold in Liulizhai are much more valuable. Something that may not be sold in other places may not be sold, but you have to hurry up to 3,000 taels of silver in Liulizhai.

Because those things were personally identified by Zhou Xingyun.

Zhou Xingyun's eyes are so vicious that any fakes can be seen. Instead of high-quality products, he doesn't like them. The things that Zhou Xingyun can't put in Liulizhai will naturally not be bad.

Everyone only thinks that Zhou Xingyun is the child prodigy of the past, now the boss of Liulizhai, a wealthy businessman in the capital. However, no one knows that Zhou Xingyun has a more amazing identity, that is, the deputy head of the Shadow Pavilion in the rumor of the two halls of Yi Pavilion in the capital.

He and Shangguan Qianyu are brothers who have lived in love with each other.

Zhou Xingyun painted the painting as usual, squinted his eyes and admired it for a while, then rolled the paper into a ball, rubbed it with his hands a few times, and then let go of his hands, the ink and water map with profound artistic conception and suitable thickness and lightness turned into pieces of paper.

Shangguan Qianyu looked at the confetti and said, "You rubbed it casually, and you've rubbed it out ten thousand taels!"

Zhou Xingyun smiled brightly and said, "Since any painting can be sold for 10,000 taels, I can't sell it at a low price if I paint it seriously!"

What logic is this? Is it related to not selling or destroying?

Shangguan Qianyu rolled his eyes and stopped talking. He was just talking. If it weren't for Zhou Xingyun's strange habit, his paintings wouldn't be so scarce, and the scarce things would be more precious.

Zhou Xingyun turned his head and saw Shangguan Qianyu's expression was depressed. He did not have the leisure and satisfaction he used to tease him in the past. Instead, he seemed to be troubled by something, and he felt a faint irritability.

He suddenly showed his very interested look of seeking the mystery as if he saw two suns appearing in the sky.

It’s not his fault. The biggest business of Yingge in the capital is neither cotton, linen, silkworms nor shops, but news that is so powerful that it is overwhelming.

Getting the news and not letting go of the news is simply an instinct. This is the case with the members of the Shadow Pavilion. As the deputy head of the Shadow Pavilion, he has even promoted this advantage.

He threw down his brush, walked to Shangguan Qianyu, patted him on the shoulder casually, and said, "Is this absent-minded person? The little girl in the Xia family has been married for so long, but you can't get out?"

Shangguan Qianyu and Zhou Xingyun are brothers with similar interests, and many opinions and ideas are very expressive.

For some reason, Zhou Xingyun was not optimistic about Shangguan Qianyu and Xia Zirou, so when Xia Zirou married the prince as her concubine, Shangguan Qianyu was in pain, but Zhou Xingyun only gave him a sentence that was neither salty nor light: "There must be something in his destiny, but don't force it in his destiny."

Rather than saying that he is comforting, he is irresponsible and perfunctory like a street charlatan.

At this time, his words were also ridiculous and disapproving.

Shangguan Qianyu frowned and suddenly remembered some legends about Zhou Xingyun. He suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhou Xingyun, and said seriously and seriously: "Xingyun, can you really see your personal future? Zirou and I have a future?"
Chapter completed!