The abacus was still calculating.

"If you are more diligent, even though you have only a little money per month, you can be pleasing. Let the girls in the painting camp leave the curtain and give you a gift of 10 or 8 taels. Isn't that going to be soon? Maybe you can pay the money in your lifetime?"

Zhong Yue was so angry that he was itchy, but in this situation, he had no ability to protect himself. Even returning to the system was full of infinite danger. After thinking, he asked: "Just Yao just now, everyone said this is a painting building?"

"Hmm? Don't it look like it?"

It's more like a brothel...

"Since it's a painting building, then you are a painter here, don't know how much money you have in the monthly payment?"

"Haha, painters are divided into different levels. Those who are almost unable to condense the ink into the Tao, paint the kitchen gods of ordinary people, flowers, birds and peonies, and the monthly money is five taels of silver. If you go further, it will not be called monthly money, it must be called monthly salary. Hundreds and thousands of them are possible."

"Then I'll be a painter."

The bead curtain finally moved.

However, the person who came out actually had a beautiful face and graceful appearance. He didn't look like Madam Rong at all, but he looked a bit like Ziwei. It was just this voice... a person's face could be tidy, but the voice could not be tidy. Could it be this... a fairy?

"It turns out that I came from Xingsu City, with some background, but I, Qinghui, don't accept male painters, it's a pity."

"It won't matter if you don't accept it. There should be other painting buildings and study nearby. I'll go to another place to earn some money and give you back. How about it?" Zhong Yue was really scared. This voice of Madam Rong and Yao, who looked at Ziwei, must be the legendary fairy. It seems that Da Qian also has a human-eating fairy, so he has to find an opportunity to run away.

"You don't have to think about how to get out. You are not curious about how someone has to have the wound on you?"

“…”

Yao everyone laughed and said, "I don't know how much that person hates you. Such a heavy method can obviously kill you, but torture you like this. If I hadn't used poison to fight the poison, use..."

"Wait, hurry up. Why use poison to fight poison?" Zhong Yue was anxious. In traditional Chinese medicine theory, this is what Zhong Yue feared the most.

"If you look carefully at your skin, does it have a special luster?"

"!"

"This is Jiuyou Mo Yan. It is most appropriate to use cold poison to treat your wounds."

Zhong Yue is about to vomit, apply some scald medicine to prevent skin burns and anti-inflammatory. What did this old lady think? She also invented herself to fight poison with poison. Who will be the one who can treat this to death?

"Wait, then this cold poison..." Zhong Yue looked at his hands and felt a little cold. He just felt that his hands and feet were a little stiff. I'm going, will he get the same disease as Huang Youwei?

I didn't feel it before, but now I say it, he really feels cold in all his limbs...

"The cold poison is somewhat residual in your body, so I told you not to move around. You have the opportunity to jump around like you just now. So tomorrow morning, the cold poison will be invincible, and it will be a waste of time to turn things around."

“…”

Yao said, "How about it? Think about it, should you stay and pay off your debts with your work, or should you really send someone to follow you through mountains and rivers to Xingsu City to ask for money. I don't mind."

"Wait, since you don't hire a painter here, it's always not a bad rule to hire a consultant?"

“What is a consultant?”

Zhong Yue thought that if he had half a tael of silver per month, he would be able to get out of the year of the monkey and horse. He was so urgent that he could get out quickly, so he said, "Advisor, that's...well..." He felt that he should be more tactful.

"That's right, this painting is often absent from the painter and consultant, and can tell the painter where to do the painting and where to draw it like this, and give some reference opinions. The painter can ask me some questions, of course, it is paid."

Yao’s figure has to be said to be tall and graceful. The white double-breasted robe set off, which makes Zhong Yue feel like he is not mortal. But the sound of his speech makes Zhong Yue feel out of the play every minute. Is this poisonous throat damaged by someone, or... wait, this cold poison...

"Oh, I understand what you mean. I think about your words simply, that is, you are guiding the painters here to draw, right?"

"Suggestions... are just some suggestions." Zhong Yue laughed dryly, for fear that he would be too straightforward and would make this "Madam Rong" unable to hide his face.

"Let's do this, go to the Huazhai in the back and see the painter who was injured by you before. If you convince her, I will consider your suggestions. How about it?"

"Okay." Zhong Yue thought that this was also due to his own foot injury. Although it was not intentional, it was also due to his condolences in the past. "It's just Yao, can I ask, where did the cold poison in my body come from?"

"I didn't say it, it was Jiuyou Moyan." Yao everyone sat down and took a sip of water. "I'm tired. I've spoken too much today and my voice is hoarse."

"..." Zhong Yue wanted to say, you won't say too much, it's like this, "Can you give me some research? I can also know how to solve this cold poison."

"If you pay back the debt for the cold poison, I will naturally help you solve it slowly."

"Can you..."

Everyone Yao took a sip of water, "It seems that you don't have the awareness of owe money. I think today I have tolerated all your requests very restrainedly."

“…”

Zhong Yue became tactful and turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly he remembered what he said before, it would be easy for cold poison to attack his heart if he moved too much. I don’t know if this old witch was scaring him or it was true. “Master Yao, can I take two steps?”

"In Qinghui, I guarantee you are safe."

When Zhong Yue heard this, why did he feel the cold poison on his body? It was just the poison that was given by this old witch?

Now the most urgent task is to quickly detoxify and find out whether the ink rhyme on your body has not condensed into the Tao when you have arrived in this world, or have you been dispersed by the two levels of ice and fire...

After Zhong Yue walked out, Yao Jia gently rubbed his temples, "What a talkative person."

"Your voice..."

"I was hurt by something on him."

The woman who came in suddenly turned red and her throat... was still injured by something from a man.

Forehead……

"What are you doing when you are stunned?"

"Oh, this is sent from Qixing. The picture scroll needed by Yungong this year is said to be prepared before the summer solstice."

"I got it, ahem...you go and tell them that no one will disturb me today."

The woman gave a squat salute, "Yes." She was still thinking about what exactly could hurt everyone Yao's throat?

What would it be?

...

...

Zhong Yue took a step, and the old aunt behind him and the group of exaggerated young ladies who had previously targeted Zhong Yue followed.

"Why should the master of Zhai let him go to the second floor, and why should he let him go to Draw Zhai?"

"That's right, aren't you afraid that he will tarnish my reputation?"

Zhong Yue listened to the speculation of a group of drama artists behind him and thought to himself: You were you who didn’t let me run away before, but you are you who want me to leave now.
Chapter completed!