"Hey hey, Mr. Jiang is here."

"Young Master Jiang, have you painted it before? Let's take a look."

"Do you really remember it after a glance? You can remember it with a glance?"

Everyone was talking nonsense, but Jiang Hao ignored these people and spread the white cloth sign on the ground, took out a book and started reading it.

Someone saw Jiang Hao's appearance and said anxiously: "Young Master Jiang, we are here to see the paintings, let's show us."

Jiang Hao said without raising his head, "You will see it when the Guard comes."

Master Gu, isn’t it just Boss Zou of the paper shop? Someone immediately shouted, “Go and call Boss Zou. Mr. Jiang is here, please call him to see the painting.”

There was really a treacherous person who called Boss Zou. Boss Zou came over quickly and raised his hand slightly when he saw Jiang Hao, "Young Master Jiang, have my paintings been painted?"

Jiang Hao nodded, "You'll be satisfied with the painting after you've finished painting." As he said that, he handed the scroll to Boss Zou. Boss Zou took the scroll and opened it directly. He saw a portrait painting that was different from the past. The characters in the painting were as vivid as him, and they looked very lifelike and smiling. Boss Zou liked it very much at first glance.

"You are so good at painting skills, yes, it's me." Boss Zou smiled.

The others had been behind Boss Zou, and looked at it with their heads. After reading it, they also thought Jiang Hao had painted it very well.

Boss Zou suddenly asked, "Young Master Jiang, your painting seems to be different from other people's portraits. I feel it is more realistic."

Jiang Hao nodded, "I used the painting method I created to make the characters more three-dimensional. Isn't it like a real person?"

Boss Zou feels that he has made a profit with his new painting skills.

"Yes, yes, it's really like a real person. If I were hung in the hall, I thought I was standing there. I would definitely treasure this painting." Boss Zou said quickly.

Others also thought that the painting was well drawn. People were not fools. Someone thought of something and took out a tael of silver from his pocket and put it in front of Jiang Hao. "Young Master Jiang, draw one for me."

When the others saw it, some people immediately reacted and came forward to ask Jiang Hao to draw. Jiang Hao immediately said, "Everyone, I have rules for painting. I only draw three paintings a day. This gentleman is the first one. Please queue up behind others."

Everyone remembered Jiang Hao's rules. The first person sat opposite Jiang Hao with a smile. Jiang Hao looked at his face. The man had a thin face, with three short beards, and his eyes were dull. He looked like a weak person. I wonder if he had gone to Huajie and Liuxiang too much.

Jiang Hao looked at it for ten breaths and said, "Okay, come and get the painting at this time tomorrow."

The man was a little surprised, "This is over, why don't Mr. Jiang take a look more."

"Remember."

I am so ugly that I am afraid of vomiting when I see it too much.

Two more people rushed forward, Jiang Hao looked at it one by one, then did not stop, rolled up the white cloth sign and left directly.

Looking at Jiang Hao's back as he left, someone immediately said, "Hey, I'm leaving now. Mr. Jiang's three taels of silver can make a lot of money."

Someone next to him immediately laughed and said, "If you have the ability to remember everything you have and have such excellent painting skills, you can make money so easily."

"Look, Mr. Jiang is now in a downturn. That's because his parents died of illness for a long time and needed to be filial. When the hospital examination is next year, Mr. Jiang will probably soar into the sky. It is not impossible for a Jinshi Hanlin in the future. By that time, it will be difficult to find someone to draw."

"Yes, I can never forget it all, so my knowledge will naturally be easy. It is not easy to be admitted to the scholar and juren. At that time, how can I use it to sell paintings?"

Everyone realized this and immediately said, "I'm queuing up, I'll be the first to find a portrait of Mr. Jiang tomorrow."

"And, what's the use of saying here? Who thinks you are the first."

With everyone talking, Jiang Hao's reputation spread suddenly. Within a day, almost the entire Nanchang City knew that Jiang Hao had the ability to remember everything he had.

When Jiang Hao returned home, he spent about half an hour in the room to draw the three portraits. After looking at them, he found nothing wrong with it, and it was definitely more beautiful than himself. Then he collected the picture.

When I was free, I moved a recliner, took a book and came to the golden osmanthus tree, and lay on it and read the book leisurely.

Haste means not reaching. Jiang Hao naturally knows this truth.

He has experienced several worlds and has cultivated patience and confidence.

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For several days, as soon as Jiang Hao arrived at the East Street Pavilion, there were people queuing up to draw. Those who took the painting were very satisfied with Jiang Hao's portrait.

Why?

Because the characters in Jiang Hao's paintings are both themselves and are three points better than them, they are comfortable to watch and naturally satisfied.

Jiang Hao's reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and because of this, Jiang Hao is being missed by many people.

On that day, Jiang Hao came back from setting up a stall. He had just finished painting and was resting in the yard to read a book when he heard a knock on the door.

Uncle Fu was surprised that the Jiang family was a family in Nanchang City, with few relatives and rarely interacted with people. I don’t know who came here.

Uncle Fu opened the door and saw a 40-year-old woman wearing a pink skirt with a red flower on her head. After seeing Uncle Fu, the woman asked with a smile: "But the family of Mr. Jiang Haojiang."

Uncle Fu looked at the woman, "Yes."

The woman's face was even more smiling, "Oh, that's right, old man, I'm a media wife, there's something good about the Jiang family. By the way, Mr. Jiang can be at home."

"The young master is at home and is reading a book in the yard." Uncle Fu said.

"Hey, then I'll talk to Mr. Jiang." The matchmaker said, raising her legs and walked in, not recognizing her child at all.

Jiang Hao also heard the conversation outside and had already stood up from the recliner and stood under the osmanthus tree. As soon as the matchmaker came in, he saw Jiang Hao's tall and handsome figure, his eyes lit up.

He looked up and down a few times, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Look, Mr. Jiang is a talented person, so there are very few people in the sky and the earth. No wonder the girls in Nanchang City are all attracted to Mr. Jiang."

When Jiang Hao saw the woman dressed up, he was already worried, "Who are you?"

"Oh, Mr. Jiang, good things are coming. I'm here to tell you about your dear. Mr. Jiang knows that Caoji Satin Village in the south of the city is a famous large satin shop in Nanchang City. There are only five stores in the store. Boss Cao has a daughter. This year, she is eighteen years old. She is beautiful and wise, gentle and considerate, and has a good girl."

These matchmakers and Zhu Bajie can be praised as a flower by them.

"Boss Cao's daughter is now in the boudoir. Boss Cao intends to betroth his daughter to Mr. Jiang. I wonder if Mr. Jiang is willing to do so."

"Boss Cao said that the Cao family's absolute record is indispensable. When my daughter comes here, she will bring a thousand taels of silver with 50 acres of fertile land outside the city, and a silk shop facade. This is really, I have never seen such a large dowry in so many years. Mr. Jiang must not miss it."

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Chapter completed!