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Qiao Jianer and Qiao Zhizhi were not at home, and the Qiao family didn't know how to sell the business, so they invited everyone to the warm room for tea.

"Second Madam, how did you and your wife raise such an outstanding daughter? Please share your experience with us."

Some people humbly asked Wan for advice.

Wan never thought that there would be a day in her life when she would be treated with such respect.

"We have a sickle at home, and Zhizhi works hard and strives for excellence. How would I know how to paint?" Mrs. Wan answered simply.

Everyone thought of one person they almost overlooked, that is, the princess. Yes, Qiao Zhizhi's creation was so amazing and incredible that it was simply difficult for ordinary people to do it.

The Qiao family’s current status is mainly due to Qiao Jianer’s efforts, and I’m afraid she also helped Qiao Zhizhi a lot.

But no matter what, Qiao Zhizhi really learned it, and when she painted in front of so many people in Prince Guangping's mansion, all the doubts disappeared.

Those on display are indeed her works.

Wan remembered that Qiao Zhizhi had stayed in her room for a day and a half and it was Qiao Jianer who brought her meals. Could it be that she was preparing for this exhibition?

She thought her daughter was being willful, but it turned out she was playing a big game.

When the two sisters came back, the guests immediately came out of the warm room and surrounded them.

Qiao Jianer didn't want to steal the limelight from Qiao Zhizhi, so he made an excuse to leave.

"Miss Zhizhi, your oil paintings are so good. We are here to buy paintings from you."

"I heard you're going to open a class and recruit students. Can we sign up first?"

The paintings that were sent to Prince Guangping's Palace for exhibition this time were not brought back. Prince Guangping hoped to keep them in the exhibition room for a month so that more people could see them.

This was a good thing for Qiao Zhizhi, so she naturally agreed.

I currently have hundreds of good oil paintings on hand.

However, she had no idea how to set the price, so she went to discuss it with Qiao Jianer.

"You can't set the price too low. Now that your paintings are recognized by everyone, they've proven to be valuable. Only by setting a higher price can you meet everyone's expectations. Otherwise, you might be looked down upon."

Qiao Jian'er considered it for a moment and said, "Depending on the length of time the painting took to create, its size, and the difficulty of the technique, I'll set the price between one hundred and one thousand taels. As your skills improve, I'll raise the price."

Those who came to ask for paintings were either from wealthy families or wealthy businessmen, who had wealth that they could not spend in eight lifetimes. When they heard that the lowest price was only one hundred taels and the highest was no more than one thousand taels, they all expressed their desire to buy at least ten paintings.

For a newcomer, this price is actually not low, but Qiao Zhizhi's paintings amazed everyone as soon as they came out, so setting this price is very considerate of everyone.

It is both decent and he did not take this opportunity to make a lot of money, which makes people like him.

Seeing that a great painter had emerged in the family, the Qiao family was filled with excitement. They didn't even bother to eat the food and wine that was already on the table, and all came to help sell paintings.

When the paintings were put on display, the guests flocked forward.

"I'll choose first. Don't push me. I'm in front."

"I came here first, so I should choose."

Qiao Jianer asked the guards to keep everyone at a safe distance, and then wrote a note and put it in a box, asking everyone to feel the order and then follow it.

In this way, there will be no objection.

Some people asked for more than 20 paintings right away, and the people behind them panicked: "Mr. Qin, please buy less, otherwise there will be no more by the time it's our turn."

"Yeah, we can't just wait in line for nothing."

Qiao Jianer said, "There are really too many people here. To ensure everyone has a share, each person should buy a maximum of five paintings."

"After a while, I'll have more paintings. Then everyone will come back to buy them and my skills will be even better."

So, no matter how eager everyone was, they had to reluctantly buy only five paintings. Even so, in the end, there were still several people who could not buy any paintings.

They didn't want to come in vain, and thought that Qiao Zhizhi's ink painting was also quite good. Because of her reputation, they simply bought her ink paintings.

Each ink painting cost fifty taels, and people in front came to grab them, and more than three hundred paintings were sold out.

That night, all of Qiao Zhizhi's paintings that were worth showing off were sold. The ink paintings sold for 15,000 taels, and the oil paintings sold for 50,000 taels, totaling 65,000 taels.

Qiao Zhizhi held the heavy banknotes and looked at the boxes of silver in front of her. She felt an unreal feeling. Now she finally understood why so many people who specialized in painting wanted to become famous.

Once you become famous, your value will skyrocket and you'll just be waiting to pick up money.

Today, she is not only famous, but also a wealthy woman.

Qiao Zhizhi wants to give all these banknotes to Qiao Jianer. Without Jianer, she would not be where she is now.

Qiao Jian'er shook her head and pushed back Qiao Zhizhi's hand: "Sister Zhizhi, the most important thing is the result of your hard work. This is the path you have walked on your own. You will have to walk it alone in the future. This is what you deserve."

"I'm just providing some assistance. If you're unwilling to learn and study diligently, even a god wouldn't be able to help you."

During the two years in the space, Qiao Zhizhi worked day and night, giving her all, so the current result was not surprising.

"Jian'er, even though you didn't want it, it was you who helped me achieve my goal. I will always remember it." Qiao Zhizhi said solemnly.

Now, those noble families all respect and admire her, and the Qiao family members look at her with pride.

She also became a person who was regarded as proud.

"What? More than 60,000 taels were sold in one night." Wu Qingjin heard the news when he woke up from his coma.

"Are you kidding me? Are those paintings really that valuable?"

"Alas, after becoming famous in Prince Guangping's Mansion, Qiao Zhizhi's worth has also skyrocketed. She used to be penniless, but tonight many people have crowded into the Qiao family to ask for paintings." Murong Shu had been guarding Wu Qingjin, and there was a hint of sourness in her tone.

"The best paintings are still in the Prince of Guangping's Palace. They are said to be on display for a month. The other paintings, both good and bad, have also been put up for sale. They have all sold out, including the ink paintings that are not very impressive. We have sold 300 of them."

Wu Qingjin laughed, and his chest hurt.

"That bitch's ink paintings aren't even as good as mine, yet she sold 300 of them. How ridiculous! Are all those wealthy people stupid? They actually bought ink paintings from her."

"There's nothing I can do. Now that she's worth a fortune, people will think Qiao Zhizhi's paintings, even those that aren't particularly outstanding, are a few points better than others. They might even think they're on par with everyone else." Murong Shu said helplessly, "Qing Jin, she really succeeded. She hid it from you first, then took advantage of the opportunity you gave her, stepped on your head, enjoyed all the praise, and made a fortune."

Wu Qingjin was trembling all over. Most girls were going to get married, and she had originally wanted to make painting a specialty so that she wouldn't be so controlled by others in the future.

Qiao Zhizhi is now in the limelight, how can she still shine?