Chapter 1919: Chapter 1855: Wanting a dicinal Painting
Chiang Xiao had a feeling sothing was off, a sense of foreboding.
She really wanted to know who that person was.
Moreover, anyone who could go to Old Bai’s house couldn’t be an ordinary person.
Old Bai cherished that painting a lot; he wouldn’t let just anyone co in and see it.
So, was that person soone Old Bai trusted?
She should ask Old Bai about it.
"How could you not rember?" Du Jinruo got anxious. "You haven’t sold many paintings to soone as renowned as Old Bai, right? Just that one painting, how could you not recall it?"
"It’s normal not to rember; I’ve sold quite a few paintings."
"Chiang Xiao, are you worried I can’t afford it? Just tell , how much would such a painting cost?" Du Jinruo was already ntally prepared that such a painting wouldn’t be cheap.
She heard that a potion was mixed into the paint, and when it ca in contact with the air, it would evaporate, giving a special sensation of coolness and the like.
Like alcohol, you get a bit of a feeling when it evaporates.
The dicinal ingredient mixed in the paint must be Chiang Xiao’s secret recipe.
This, Du Jinruo believed.
Because when Fong Jianye was injured before, it was also the dicine Chiang Xiao brought that revived him.
Chiang Xiao’s grandfather used to dig herbs and sell them to make a living. For people from the countryside, knowing so special herbs wasn’t strange at all.
Du Jinruo also had to admit, if Chiang Xiao weren’t a bit special, if she didn’t have so skills, ng Xinian wouldn’t have possibly liked her.
That man, so proud, arrogant, narcissistic, would definitely feel that ordinary won weren’t worthy of him.
"I don’t rember, so how to quote a price?" Chiang Xiao said. "If you don’t make any strange requests, wanting to capture the feeling of a particular painting, according to what you said earlier—old house, courtyard, small pond, bamboo—these I can paint, just following my style, then it would be fifteen thousand."
"Fifteen thousand..." Du Jinruo’s heart skipped a beat.
She hadn’t really paid much attention to Chiang Xiao’s paintings.
She had probably seen them but didn’t know their prices.
Now hearing her say it’s fifteen thousand for one, Du Jinruo was truly shocked.
In her mind, it was already fifteen thousand, so if according to her requirents, making it feel like Old Bai’s painting? With the potion-infused paint, wouldn’t that double the price?
No no no, it should be more than that.
Are Chiang Xiao’s paintings that expensive?
Why are they so expensive, just because so herbs were added?
Actually, if the formula for those herbs could be told, it might not be a big deal at all.
As for painting better than Chiang Xiao, surely there are so.
But she didn’t understand why that person must have Chiang Xiao’s painting.
"Well, fifteen thousand, so think about it. If you want it, the painting will be done in a month."
"A month later? Can’t it be done in the next few days?"
"No." She was preparing to go abroad; how could she spend these days painting for Du Jinruo?
"Is the potion really unavailable? Chiang Xiao, we actually don’t have any grudges, you wouldn’t hold a grudge against
because of past issues, right?" Du Jinruo bit her lower lip, looking sowhat aggrieved at Chiang Xiao.
She indeed felt a bit aggrieved.
In her view, Chiang Xiao was the victor, having won over ng Xinian.
Before, she was always unwilling, but there was truly nothing she could do, as ng Xinian didn’t love her.
If it weren’t for having soone else in her heart now, she still wouldn’t want to see Chiang Xiao.
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