Traveling through time and space to become a child, supporting the family by catching fish and shrim

Xie Qinghuan said he would think about it overnight.

Chen Lang naturally agreed and took Xu Mengru away.

However, he did not take the bra away, but left it to Xie Qinghuan.

After leaving Xie Qinghuan's house, Chen Lang said he wanted to go to the art academy.

Xu Mengru asked in confusion: "What are you going to the art academy for?"

"Find someone to draw promotional posters." Chen Lang said, "It's a pity that Dayan doesn't have printing technology. Otherwise, they could produce thousands or even tens of thousands of posters overnight. That would have been a great effect."

Xu Mengru didn't know what a promotional picture was, and she didn't even know what printing was.

Chen Lang explained: "You can think of it as a restaurant menu."

"I just put all these things on a piece of paper so that people can see our products more intuitively."

Xu Mengru was still a little confused, but she didn't ask any further questions.

Once you see the real thing, you will understand.

As the name suggests, a painting academy is a place where painting is taught.

The imperial examinations of the Great Yan Dynasty did not include painting, so most of the candidates who came to the painting academy to learn painting were those who failed the exam.

They had no hope of pursuing a career in politics and no other survival instinct, so they learned to paint so that they could at least support their families.

At the same time, the techniques taught in the art academies were not very serious. Some academies even only taught erotic techniques and made profits by painting these colorful things.

Some art academies asked students to copy famous paintings from previous dynasties.

Simply put, it is a fake.

Of course, only the core disciples of the painting academy can access these contents that are not presentable. To outsiders, the painting academy only teaches flowers, birds, fish, insects, human figures, landscapes, etc.

There was only one painting academy in Linshui. The principal of the academy was a scholar in his fifties. After failing to pass the imperial examination for fifteen consecutive years, he gave up completely and returned to Linshui County to teach painting.

Because the tuition is not high, there are quite a lot of scholars coming here to learn painting.

After Chen Lang explained his purpose, the headmaster, Ma Baoguo, was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes. He held Chen Lang's hand tightly and refused to let go. "Sir, you are a great benefactor to our academy. On behalf of the dozens of students in the academy, thank you."

Chen Lang was a little confused.

"Director Ma, it's just a few dozen paintings. There's no need to get so excited, right?"

Ma Baoguo said with tears in his eyes, "Young Master, you don't know that some time ago, the painting academy was closed down, and more than a dozen students were arrested."

"In order to get them out, I really spent all my wealth."

"If you had come a few days later, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been able to see this art academy."

Chen Lang asked curiously, "It was blocked? Why?"

Ma Baoguo gnashed his teeth and said, "That old bastard from Shanhezhai has no moral principles. He came to cheat and attack!"

"He paid a large sum of money to one of my traitors, from whom he learned the secrets of our painting academy, and then reported it to the government."

Chen Lang asked, "So, was this place used to be a place for erotic paintings or antiques?"

Ma Baoguo said: "Mr. Chen, the former is too low-level, and the latter is too risky. Our painting academy takes a middle path."

“Painting within painting.”

Chen Lang asked curiously, "Why are you painting in pairs?"

Ma Baoguo said, "The study will first write a storybook containing content that men would like to read. Our art academy will then draw pictures based on the storybook and insert them into the storybook and sell them together."

Chen Lang was shocked.

Oh my god, isn’t this just an illustration?

And it’s an illustration with color.

Did ancient people play like this?

"Cough cough!"

Xu Mengru, who was standing next to them, couldn't stand it anymore and coughed twice to remind the two of them that there was a girl here.

Ma Baoguo sighed and said, "This kind of thing is very popular. Plus, the students in our art academy are all very skilled painters. Their paintings are so lifelike that they make a lot of money from it."

"Unfortunately, it still couldn't withstand the reports from the villains."

Chen Lang said, "It's all in the past. Headmaster, please look forward."

Ma Baoguo nodded and said, "Sir, what you said makes sense."

"Let's talk about the present matter."

"Sir, do you have any specific requirements for the painting?"

Chen Lang said, "Actually, there's only one requirement. The portraits have to be realistic, not freehand. At least the person who receives the scroll should be able to tell who the portrait is at a glance."

Ma Baoguo asked, "Who are you painting?"

Chen Lang asked, "Ms. Xie Qinghuan from Hongxiu Zhao, does the headmaster know this person?"

Ma Baoguo chuckled, "Such a famous woman, of course I know."

"I went to Hongxiu Zhao for her, but unfortunately she was so aloof and proud that she only sold her art and not her body. I spent a lot of money but couldn't even touch her hand, so I changed my target."

Chen Lang said, "I didn't expect that the headmaster is such a sentimental person."

Ma Baoguo stroked his long beard and laughed out loud, "If a man does not indulge in romance in his youth, middle age, and old age, he will be in vain."

Chen Lang cupped his hands and said with admiration, "Shanzhang's words show your profound understanding of the world. I admire you."

Xu Mengru, who was standing aside, was rolling her eyes almost to the sky.

What do you mean by understanding the world? He is just an old lecher.

Ma Baoguo then asked, "Apart from the portraits, is there anything else?"

Chen Lang said: "How about this, I'll just make a sample."

"Bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Ma Baoguo shouted.

A young student, probably in his early twenties, brought writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.

Chen Lang outlined three areas on the white paper and explained, "In this area, draw Miss Xie holding a wine bottle."

"This area, write the advertising slogan."

"In the bottom area, write the date, address, and other messages."

Ma Baoguo said: "What is an advertising slogan?"

"It's a slogan." Chen Lang said as he wrote.

"The spokesperson for the Yan Dynasty, Xie Qinghuan."

"A cup of beauty for you."

"On the eighth day of the third month, Qing Huan will perform solo music and a beautiful lady will appear. Gu Hong Tower respectfully welcomes you all."

After putting down his pen, Chen Lang said, "Well, this is roughly what it should look like. Of course, you can also format it yourself. The general principle is that the portraits should be realistic, the slogans can be written in an elegant style, and the time and address at the bottom should be clear and distinct."

"Captain Ma, is there a problem?"

Ma Baoguo said: "A question."

"None of my students have ever seen Xie Qinghuan. I'm afraid I can't depict Miss Xie's charm just by describing her."

Chen Lang said, "I'll come again tomorrow at noon. I should be able to bring a student to see Xie Qinghuan and have him copy his appearance in person."

Ma Baoguo cupped his hands and said, "That's all right."

"I will be at the Painting Academy tomorrow, waiting for Master Chen's arrival."