Chapter 107: The painting is fake

Wen Yan and Meng Chifei were busy, and the opening day arrived in a blink of an eye.

The two arrived at the shop early.

I checked everything in the store again to make sure everything was in order.

Wen Yan then took out Wu Yunzi's painting and hung it in the most central and eye-catching position.

Soon the auspicious time arrived.

Xiao Wu has already let the lion outside start playing.

Strings of firecrackers were set off one after another.

The sound of gongs and drums was so lively.

Thanks to the publicity in the past few days.

As soon as the firecrackers went off, people from nearby gathered around and the whole street was blocked.

The huge crowds of people were even more grand than that of Miaobi Zhai.

Inside the door.

Meng Chifei looked conflicted. "You should go. I'm not good at socializing. It's such an important day for the opening ceremony. What if I don't speak well?"

Wen Yan suppressed her laughter and said, "You weren't this nervous even when fighting and killing the enemy, but a small opening of a business has stumped you?

Besides, didn’t I tell you that I have a bad reputation now? If I were to go upstairs to entertain guests, I’m afraid the customers wouldn’t even want to enter the store.

Especially those wealthy families, they pay the most attention to these things.

We're also going to hold an auction during the opening ceremony to raise funds for disaster relief. If you're in charge, it will be more legitimate."

Wen Yan patted her on the back and said, "Go quickly. You know the procedures and you've memorized the speech. You can do it."

Meng Chifei straightened his cumbersome clothes, took a deep breath, pushed the door open and walked out.

The originally bustling streets suddenly became quiet.

They all stared intently at the tall woman who walked out of the door.

Some people even held their breath.

Meng Chifei is naturally beautiful, with a dignified and elegant appearance. She is not outstanding in her daily life, simply because she doesn't like to dress up.

Today, Wen Yan dressed her up carefully.

She wore a rouge-red top and knee-length skirt, with a copper-green half-sleeve shirt on the outside.

The fabric is light and flowing, and the delicate, intricate and auspicious patterns on it are faintly visible in the sunlight.

She only had light makeup on her face, wore her hair in a high bun, and wore a hairpin with kingfisher feathers, flowers, and flying birds in her hair.

She is tall and has a slim figure.

Years of practicing martial arts and fighting in battles have cultivated a strong aura.

As soon as she appeared, she was like a goddess in a fairy painting, coming alive from the painting.

Everyone was stunned by Meng Chifei's beauty and aura and was speechless.

Those who believe in Buddhism and Taoism feel even weak in the knees.

If it weren't for the crowds, they would all kneel down and kowtow.

Seeing this, Meng Chifei's heart was beating fast: No way, no way, the audience was so cold as soon as I showed up?

But it doesn't matter.

She coughed lightly and recited the speech she had memorized in advance.

Her voice was not melodious, but rather full of energy.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she ruined the mood.

The stunned people woke up as if from a dream, and the streets became lively again.

After reading the speech, Meng Chifei took off the red silk on the plaque.

Three large golden characters "A Dot of Ink" appeared in front of everyone.

"We are opening our shop, please come and support us." Meng Chifei bowed to everyone and made way.

Many people went into the shop.

However, there are still only a few people who really need pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

Most people are just here to join in the fun.

Seeing that the excitement had subsided, they gradually dispersed.

After entering the store, customers discovered that the ordinary four treasures of the study sold by "Yidian Mo" were not expensive, and could even be considered cheap.

The things that sell for a high price are the ones that are particularly good.

For example, Xue Tao paper and Ge paper not only use Chengxintang paper, but also spend a lot of effort on dyeing and fumigation.

One tael of silver per copy, each copy only contained five pieces of paper.

The price of this paper is comparable to that of gold.

After the crowd had left, the people Meng Chifei had invited finally arrived.

Of course, they didn't come to buy anything, but came for Wu Yunzi's paintings.

Wu Yunzi's paintings are priceless and hard to come by, even at a fortune.

The Meng family actually managed to get it.

After getting it, I even put it in a busy shop and displayed it openly.

Aren’t you afraid that the painting will be soiled or taken away by others?

When you look at the cat playing picture hanging in the center, you will know why.

Because, it was an early painting by Wu Yunzi.

The painting skills are immature and the silk cloth has turned yellow.

"Is this the painting by Master Wu Yunzi? The painting skills are so crude, could it be the master's doodles when he was a child?" A female voice came from outside the crowd.

Following the sound, I looked.

Then a woman in gorgeous clothes and with an arrogant and indifferent look walked in.

This woman has a slender figure, picturesque features, and her every move is flawless.

This person is the eldest daughter of the Duke's Mansion, Xiao Yinghan.

Dayong has been passed down for a hundred years, and the Xiao family is the only family whose civil officials have been granted the title of Duke.

The Xiao family is also the only remaining duke's mansion in Dayong.

If Meng Chifei is the leader of the female military faction.

Then, Xiao Yinghan is the representative of the women from the civil officials faction.

It is rumored that Meng Chifei and Xiao Yinghan are sworn enemies who fight to the death whenever they meet.

Just as Meng Chifei was about to step forward to greet them, several women walked out from behind Xiao Yinghan.

Zhu Lele, who was in the lead, was amazed: "Tsk tsk tsk, could this painting have been painted by Master Wu Yunzi with his feet?

The master threw it away, and you picked it up from the filth and took it home as a treasure!"

"The painting is so poor, how could it be painted by a master? I think he hired someone to copy it!"

"Oh, you said this painting is fake..."

Meng Chifei explained to everyone, "This isn't a painting from when the master's skills reached their peak, but it is his first cat-playing painting. The style is indeed naive, but it holds extraordinary significance."

"I heard that Miss Meng and Wen Yan are good friends. Could it be that Wen Yan was jealous of Miaobizhai's profits, so she encouraged you to open this store and compete with them?" Miss Jiang San continued.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Some people just love to do petty thefts.

First, he stole the identity of the eldest daughter of the Wen family, and now he is forging Master Wu Yunzi's paintings.

Fakes are fakes, and they cannot be hidden from the eyes of the world."

Miss Jiang San and Zhu Lele argued back and forth, belittling "Yidian Mo" to the point of being worthless.

He even pointed the finger directly at Wen Yan, saying that she had a low character and that the appearance of such a person in the bookstore was a complete defilement of the sage books.

Many people looked at Wen Yan and kept talking: "So she is the adopted daughter of the Wen family!

She looks pretty good.

Tsk tsk tsk, it’s true that you can only judge a person by his appearance but not by his heart.”

They mocked and picked at the goods as if everything in the store was junk.

Meng Chifei didn't get angry no matter how those people belittled the shop.

Meng Chifei didn't get angry when she was told that she was stupid.

When they pointed their spearheads at Wen Yan, Meng Chifei immediately became angry.

She clenched her fists, wanting to hit someone.

Wen Yan grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"These people are obviously here to cause trouble, and if you get angry, you'll just do what they want.

Don't forget, our goal is to raise money, and the victims of the disaster in Jinyang Prefecture are still waiting for us."

"But they treated you..." Meng Chifei just couldn't swallow that breath.

Wen Yan patted her soothingly: "Let me do it."

Since you dare to cause trouble for me, just wait for her to peel off a layer of skin!