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Chapter 684 The Wall

There were many torches in the yard. In the dark night, the sound was quite shrill, and it was obvious that people were roaring. Chu Huan's face was sunk and he was already frowning: "You can beat and scold them here at will? Even slaves should not treat them like this, right?"

Hulls hurriedly said, "The uncle misunderstood. For our business, these people are going to sell them. If they are missing, they are injured everywhere on their legs, who would buy them?"

"What's going on?" Lang Wuxu also frowned and said, "Who was crying and howling at such a time?"

Huls pondered for a moment and finally said, "I'm going to hide it from you, you're a madman!"

"madman?"

"The two masters may know that something happened in the capital a while ago, and many officials were scouted and beheaded." Huls whispered: "I heard that most of them were officials from the Ministry of Revenue. After they were scouted and beheaded, the Ministry of Justice arrested some people, and some of them entered the various households. This madman was brought back last time."

Lang Wuxu said suspiciously: "Look at you, Huls, is also a smart person, how can you buy a crazy man and resell it?"

"This is a loss-making business." Huls sighed: "When I bought it, I didn't know that he was a lunatic. That guy was a scholar, good at painting, not only did he draw beautifully, but his words were also well written. Such people have never been cheap. After buying it, they can make a study and account for noble people. Who knew that after coming in, this guy got crazy every few days, and then I realized that he had done a loss-making business...!"

"Then what are you going to deal with him?" Chu Huan asked with his hands on his back and frowned.

"Who will buy such a madman?" Huls shook his head, "This account is innocent, and naturally he will not introduce a madman to the customer. Even if the customer buys it, he will find that he is a madman, which will ruin the reputation of this account. This madman raises it here and costs food. If it really doesn't work, he can only drive him out. This deal is a loss, and I think I'm unlucky."

Chu Huan pondered slightly and said, "Boss Hu, why not take us to see you. I want to see what that lunatic looks like."

Huls was stunned and said strangely: "Don't you want to see the madman?"

Chu Huan nodded, Huls thought for a while, raised his hand and said, "Please!"

Lang Wuxu was a little strange. He didn't know why Chu Huan was suddenly interested in a madman. However, Chu Huan had already followed Huls there at this time and could only follow. He had just walked a few steps and suddenly thought of something. He looked back and saw the woman with a plump breast and fat breasts behind the iron gate, with a bit of resentment. Seeing Lang Wuxu turn around, the woman immediately smiled. Lang Wuxu made a gesture to the woman, and she understood clearly. It meant that when the lady saw it, she was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, and threw a charming look at Lang Wuxu. Lang Wuxu's soul was swollen.

Huls was tall and fast, walking like the wind. Chu Huan followed closely behind. A man in green was holding a torch next to him. He heard the roar getting louder and louder. Then he saw another row of houses in front of him. Huls came to a room. There was already a man in green scolding inside. Seeing Huls coming, the man in green hurriedly bowed and retreated. Huls frowned and looked inside, then turned around and said, "Look, you see, it's this crazy man!"

Chu Huan walked to the iron gate, and with the light of the fire, he saw a guy with disheveled hair lying on the ground in the corner of the house, his clothes were scattered, and he was screaming silently. Compared to other rooms, it was really a mess. Chu Huan narrowed his eyes and looked around, but found that the walls of the house were covered with graffiti. After careful look, he saw paintings one after another.

Lang Wuxu also followed him at this time, stood beside Chu Huan and looked inside. He soon saw the murals on the wall, which were all carved with the edges of stones on the wall. Amid the screams of the madman, his expression became surprised and leaned into Chu Huan's ear and said, "Brother, this madman is really a bit talented. Look at his paintings, they are really not weak."

Chu Huan nodded slightly, his eyes moved on the wall, and suddenly stopped looking at one of the walls, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Go and get him some wine." Huls frowned, ordered his subordinates, and said to Chu Huan and the others: "I'm really sorry, which made him lose the interest of both of you."

Chu Huan looked calm and suddenly asked, "Boss Hu, how much money are you going to sell for this crazy man?"

"Ah?" Huls was stunned and didn't react for a moment. Lang Wuxu next to him was already anxiously saying, "Brother, you shouldn't want to buy this crazy man back? You can't do it, either, how can such a person enter your house? If you start crazy every few days, you will suffer."

Chu Huan smiled faintly, saw Huls's face showing surprise, and asked repeatedly: "How much is he worth?"

Huls recovered, with a look of surprise in his eyes, but immediately smiled and said generously: "Does the uncle take a fancy to this madman? Speaking of which, this guy is very literary and has a great calligraphy and painting. The uncle bought it back and only asked him to write and paint to sell it. I guess he could earn a lot of money. Let's do this, two of you are just here, I will give you a discount for you, and it's a good price, three hundred taels of silver!"

Lang Wuxu opened his eyes wide, "How many?"

Although hundreds of taels of silver were really worth nothing in Lang Wuxu's eyes, Lang Wuxu was still a little surprised when he heard Huls offer such a high price for a lunatic.

In fact, the price of a slave is not high. A young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old costs less than 100 taels of silver in the capital. The price of a higher price is only 150 taels, which is even cheaper in the local area.

This lunatic, Huls offered a price of 300 taels of silver, which was really incredible.

Huls smiled and said, "The two old men also saw that this guy is indeed talented and knowledgeable. This is a scholar. The price of scholars is higher than that of ordinary people. In fact, I value him very much, otherwise he would not have let him live here alone."

Lang Wuxu snorted coldly: "If you don't let him live alone, do you dare to let others stay with a madman? If you go crazy and kill others, don't say whether you want to sue or not, at least you will lose another business."

Huls was a little embarrassed. Lang Wuxu looked at the madman's eyes and said, "You just said you were going to drive him out. It was worthless. Instead, you had to pay for food. In a blink of an eye, you would have to pay three hundred taels. Huls, as the saying goes, you are good at all, you can't do business. It seems that you have the essence of it!"

Huls was not concerned and smiled and said, "The uncle is joking."

Chu Huan, however, carried his hands on his back and looked at the madman again, with a strange look in his eyes. At this time, a man in blue took a pot of wine and shouted at it: "Madman, the wine is coming, don't yell again!"

He squatted down and put the pot of wine through the gap in the iron door. The madman heard that there was wine, and he was screaming like crazy, but he quickly got up and saw the pot of wine, just like a dog seeing a bone, crawling over, grabbing the pot, laughing, holding the pot in his arms, as if he had obtained a rare treasure and went to the corner.

"Boss Hu, can you open the door and let me appreciate the paintings on the wall carefully?" Chu Huan smiled and said, "If the paintings are serious and the price is higher, it is not unacceptable!"

Huls immediately said, "No problem!" He called people over and opened the iron door. The man in green took the lead in with an iron stick to prevent the madman from going crazy. Chu Huan then slowly stepped in, and another man in green followed in with a torch. The room suddenly became bright.

Huls didn't follow him in. Lang Wuxu seemed not very interested in the paintings on the wall. When he saw Chu Huan in, he waved Huls aside and said straight to the point: "There is a cook in the other end of my mansion. I'll ask you, does that woman know how to cook just now?"

Huls didn't react for a moment, was stunned for a moment, and understood something instantly, and smiled, "Natural, is the old man talking about that official lady? To be honest, the food she cooks is really good..." He handed over a man and said in a low voice: "Not only does this kind of woman cook delicious food, there are many delicious places on her body. The old man takes it back, but it is much more considerate than those yellow-haired girls...!"

Lang Wuxu touched his beard, thinking of the woman's charming eyes and plump figure, he was distracted and pulled Huls to discuss the price.

Chu Huan's attention at this time was on the murals on the wall.

Now, the three walls in the room are painted with line paintings. Although there are no colorful and colorful colors, the lines are drawn with extremely smoothness.

This lunatic has obviously strong desire to create. Many paintings overlap and look very messy.

Chu Huan was carrying his hands on his back, standing on the edge of the left wall, carrying his hands on his back, staring at the murals on the wall. His eyes fell on a part of the wall at this time.

There is a painting outlined with simple lines, mixed in chaotic lines. If you don’t look closely, you may not be able to see clearly.

But Chu Huan could see clearly that the lines of this painting were not complicated, but Chu Huan could recognize the outlined things at a glance.

That's a peacock!

Using a small wall, the madman outlined a peacock with simple lines. This peacock has no colorful colors, but the overall shape is very vivid. He proudly raised his head and opened his screen to show his beauty.

This is a peacock's screen picture. At this moment, the first thing Chu Huan thought of was the peacock's screen picture that he saw in the basement in Puzhao Temple in Xiliang.

The peacock's screen picture in Puzhao Temple is an embroidered painting, vivid, colorful and extremely gorgeous, while this peacock's screen picture has only simple lines.
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