Seeing that Tang Bohu was uneasy and glanced at the wine list from time to time, everyone smiled.

They can understand each other's feelings, after all, they have also been through this.

"Brother Tang, are you wondering what the space-time coin is?" Yu Huatian asked with a smile.

Tang Bohu nodded quickly.

If it was gold or silver, he could go back and sell more paintings and maybe he could get some in exchange.

But space-time currency is neither gold nor silver, so how can we obtain it?

Yu Huatian explained with a smile.

After learning that this item can only be exchanged for extraordinary items that one possesses, or gold, and knowing the exchange rate of gold, Tang Bohu's expression darkened for a moment.

He felt that even if he worked himself to death by selling paintings, he wouldn't be able to earn many Space-Time Coins.

"Brother Tang is very talented. Perhaps we can first determine whether our talents can be exchanged for time-space coins." Yu Huatian suggested.

Tang Bohu's heart moved.

The cup of Poetry Wine that he noticed earlier was derived from Li Bai's talent as a poet.

The talent of the Immortal Poet is worth one hundred Space-Time Coins, but this glass of wine is now priced at only fifty Space-Time Coins.

Although there are not many, they are enough to prove Li Bai's poetic talent.

He is quite confident in his own talent, and he himself is also quite famous.

Even though some powerful people distanced themselves from him because of the cheating in the imperial examination, there were still many celebrities who took the initiative to make friends with him.

At the suggestion of several people, he asked Ying Yinman to help with the identification.

When he saw a light curtain light up in front of him, even though he was mentally prepared, Tang Bohu clenched his fists excitedly.

[The soul of poetry, calligraphy and painting, Tang Yin, worth 50 time-space coins.]

Looking at the contents on the light screen, Xiao Feng and Yue Fei both showed surprise.

They are well aware of the difficulty of exchanging time and space coins with their talents.

When Tang Bohu first came to the tavern, he was down and out, but unexpectedly his attainments in poetry, calligraphy and painting could actually be exchanged for time and space coins.

Even if its value is only twice as much as Li Bai's talent as a poet, it is still very good.

Yu Huatian nodded secretly, feeling that it was not unexpected.

If we talk about any one of poetry, calligraphy and painting alone, Tang Bohu may not be ranked in the top ten in history, but if we combine all three, there are few people in the Ming Dynasty who can match him.

Li Bai was surprised and stared away.

Looking at the contents on the light screen, he suddenly realized something, and there was a bit more admiration in his eyes when he looked at Tang Bohu.

Tang Bohu immediately chose to sell it. When he saw the fifty extra time and space coins, a smile appeared on his face.

This amount of space-time coins can at least buy those lower-value fine wines.

Even if it was just an internal strength or boxing skill worth a few time and space coins, it was extremely extraordinary in his eyes.

With these things, wouldn't he be able to sell them to others at double the price? He had been used to poverty over the years, and often dealt with merchants who wanted paintings, so he had learned some of the cunning of businessmen.

But he couldn't decide what to buy for a while.

Li Bai picked up the wine glass and called on everyone to drink.

He took the opportunity to talk to Tang Bohu about his poetry and calligraphy, and soon the topic shifted to painting.

In the specific description of Tang Bohu's soul of poetry, calligraphy and painting, painting skills rank first among the three, so everyone is quite interested in his painting skills.

Tang Bohu naturally would not hide his incompetence, and he described his painting skills seriously, in high spirits, like a completely different person from before.

Just listening to the professional terms such as brushwork, brush rhythm, ink wash and accumulation of ink, Xiao Feng felt a headache.

He would gladly charge into battle and kill enemies with his bare hands, but when it came to these things, he even felt drowsy.

Yu Huatian and the others seemed to understand what he meant.

Only Li Bai had some knowledge of painting and was able to have a casual conversation with Tang Bohu.

After all, there is a thousand years between them, and there are many deviations in the painting styles and techniques alone.

After chatting for a while, even Li Bai was a little confused.

He only had a superficial understanding of painting and was not interested in it, so the depth of his research was very limited.

Seeing that everyone was gradually losing interest in this, Tang Bohu suddenly said, "Brother Li, if you don't mind, how about I draw a portrait for you?"

Li Bai is one of his idols.

For him, having the opportunity to paint his portrait was like a dream coming true.

Li Bai smiled and bowed, "Thank you very much, Brother Tang!"

"Wait a moment, I'll go back and get my painting supplies." Tang Bohu said excitedly.

"Wait." Yu Huatian called out to him.

Tang Bohu was quite surprised to see that the other party just raised his finger and a set of painting supplies appeared on the table.

Thinking of those fine wines with all kinds of incredible functions, he felt it was natural.

The other party rides on the emperor's head and lets the concubines warm the bed, so it must not be difficult to obtain time and space coins.

He would not have any ill feelings towards such a "traitor". After all, he had been badly betrayed by the emperor in his life, and he would not empathize with his enemy.

Tang Bohu put away the strange thoughts in his mind and hurriedly thanked him.

Yu Huatian waved his hand calmly.

He put a lot of things like pens, ink, paper and inkstone in his ring, not for his own use, but to reward civil and military officials.

Whatever flows out of his hands, even if it is just an ordinary item, those people will be grateful and even offer it as a sacrifice.

Tang Bohu spread out the drawing paper, and Yue Fei took the initiative to help grind the ink.

Although he was a military general, Yue Fei also had extraordinary attainments in literature and calligraphy.

He had heard before that Tang Bohu was good at painting landscapes and figures, so seeing that he was going to paint in public, he was quite curious.

After tidying up the drawing paper, Tang Bohu began to mix the colors carefully, while observing Li Bai who was sitting upright opposite him.

Although his painting style is bright and casual, he also pays attention to artistic conception and connotation.

While adjusting the colors, he carefully observed Li Bai's temperament.

The sharp momentum, like a sword drawn from its sheath, made him feel surprised and excited at the same time.

Whether painting people or objects, the difficulty lies not in applying ink and depicting their image and posture, but in capturing that extraordinary temperament.

Among the people Tang Bohu had come into contact with in the past, even a noble man like Prince Ning, their temperaments were not particularly surprising. They were just a little more delicate than ordinary people.

But Li Bai was different. The aura he exuded made Tang Bohu feel challenged.

He had a vague feeling that if he could draw it, it would be a breakthrough in his own painting skills.

After a while, he picked up his brush and started painting with a serious expression.

The ink infects the paper, and a few simple lines fall.

Ye Fan, who had stood up to see Han Li off, suddenly looked over.

He blinked, a look of surprise on his face.

He didn't understand painting, but he felt a special atmosphere from the lines drawn by Tang Bohu.

He couldn't help but step forward.

Someone saw Ye Fan's actions and approached.

After a while, a lot of people gathered behind Tang Bohu.

Even Peter the Spider and Arthur the Aquaman came to watch the fun.

Those who can come to the pub don't have any urgent business, and they can't help but like to watch the fun.

Tang Bohu immersed himself in painting wholeheartedly.

He looked at Li Bai's figure and expression, felt his aura, and the brush in his hand became smoother and smoother.

A human figure gradually emerged on the drawing paper.

Time passes by little by little.

The characters in the painting gradually came to life.

The expressions of those who originally didn't know what was going on gradually became solemn.

The last stroke fell.

Tang Bohu put away his paintbrush and suddenly felt dizzy.

He swayed and almost fell, but luckily someone grabbed his arm.

"Thank you!" he said quickly.

"You're welcome." The man said with a smile, "Brother Tang is indeed the leader of the four great talents in Jiangnan!"

Tang Bohu had already sat down.

When he saw that it was a young man with a good temperament, he was startled for a moment, then he bowed and asked, "May I know who you are?"

"My name is Ye Fan." Ye Fan said with a smile.

He turned his head and looked at the painting next to him, especially the figure in white clothes in the painting.

Not to mention him, even Peter and Arthur were filled with astonishment.

If this picture was drawn by someone else, they might not feel anything.

But the person who drew this picture was just a mortal.

Moreover, he is a down-and-out man whose body has been hollowed out by alcohol and sex and who won’t have many years left to live!

The fierce aura emanating from Li Bai in the painting almost broke through the paper! It was as if he was a sword!

Li Bai held the painting in both hands and looked at himself in the painting. He was surprised and happy and praised it repeatedly.

Yu Huatian, who originally didn't take it seriously, also showed envy.

He originally thought that there was also a Tang Bohu in his own world, and it would not be a problem to help him in the future and ask for some paintings.

Seeing this painting now, he realized that this Tang Bohu was different.

The experience in the tavern may have caused some kind of transformation in the other party! Yue Fei and Xiao Feng looked at the painting and were also moved.

This kind of painting can be regarded as a family heirloom! The expressions of the others were different, but they were all thinking the same thing.

Even Zhu Youjian couldn't help but stand up.

At this time, Tang Bohu did not notice the burning gazes of the crowd.

It took him more than half an hour to paint this picture, but it seemed as if he had overdrawn his life.

His head was still dizzy and he was sweating profusely, as if he had just had a serious illness.

He was in a very cheerful mood.

He put all his energy into that painting, which was clearly the best one he had painted in the past few decades! Now, after hearing Ye Fan's self-introduction, he didn't feel anything special, but just said "Nice to meet you".

When he first entered the tavern, he didn't know much about the guests here and thought that they were like rain turning a field into water.

"Brother Tang, can you draw a portrait for me as well?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

He had heard of Tang Bohu, but he didn't take him seriously at first.

China has a long history and has produced countless famous people and talents.

He was only interested in a few people.

But after seeing the painting, he realized that he had underestimated the other party.

At least in this painting, the painting skills displayed by Tang Bohu already have a sense of extraordinaryness.

If the world he was in could also practice cultivation, then maybe he could really achieve enlightenment through painting! He was naturally interested in the paintings made by such a person.

By connecting yourself to the spirit of the painting, perhaps you can refine it into a special treasure that resonates with your heart.

Tang Bohu knew that the guests in the tavern all had extraordinary origins.

Facing Ye Fan's request, he agreed on the spot, but said with embarrassment: "But it may take two days. I am exhausted and have little energy. I need to rest."

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Brother Tang's paintings already have spirit, but you are not a cultivator, so you have to expend your energy. Moreover, it is harmful to yourself to overdraw your energy for a long time with a mortal body."

Li Bai, who was originally full of excitement, suddenly turned his head.

He wanted to say something, but scratched his head in embarrassment.

He donated all the time-space coins he had obtained a few days ago to Wu Dalang, and now he is penniless.

Tang Bohu also had a look of astonishment on his face.

Ye Fan touched his chin, pondered for two seconds, then walked to the bar and bought a glass of Ancestral Blood Wine.

This wine was obtained from Selina and is priced at 50,000 time and space coins. It can enhance physical fitness tenfold, increase lifespan by 5,000 years, and can be fused with the first generation werewolf wine and the first generation blood demon wine to gain the ability to transform.

Thanks to its increased lifespan, it can be ranked second among the best-selling liquors in the pub.

Ye Fan handed it to Tang Bohu and said with a smile: "Brother Tang, you can drink this wine, it will help you regain your energy."

Tang Bohu had already noticed Ye Fan's actions.

He is even more aware of the value and efficacy of the Ancestral Blood Wine.

Seeing that he actually took out such a precious wine, even though he was always free and easy and rarely refused help from his friends, he waved his hands repeatedly at this time: "No, no, it's too expensive!"

Ye Fan laughed: "It's only 50,000 Spacetime Coins, please don't despise it."

If he wasn't saving money to reach a higher level, he would have wanted to buy better things as a reward.

Seeing that Tang Bohu was about to wave his hand, Yu Huatian on the side quickly introduced him.

When Tang Bohu learned that Ye Fan in front of him was one of the top masters in the tavern and could cover the sky with one hand, his face was full of disbelief.

At Ye Fan's insistence, he finally took the wine handed to him by the other party.

The rich aroma of wine has already filled my nose.

Tang Bohu couldn't help swallowing.

Imagining the extraordinary effect of this glass of wine, he became more and more impatient.

Under the gaze of everyone, Tang Bohu brought the wine to his mouth.

Resisting his reluctance, he drank it in one gulp.

All of a sudden, his body was like dry seedlings being watered with sweet rain. His originally dark and wrinkled skin became visibly fuller and more lustrous. His originally gray hair quickly turned black, and his back straightened a little.

Tang Bohu looked at his hands, stunned.

Even though he knew the effect of this glass of wine, he was still shocked beyond words.

I really feel rejuvenated!

The overflowing power in his body made him want to jump up and shout out loud.

"Can I really live for five thousand years?" he murmured.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Brother Tang can enter the tavern, let alone five thousand years, even fifty thousand years or even five million years is not a problem!"

The others all nodded as they looked at Tang Bohu, who looked young and carefree.

Only with such an image can one deserve the title of a talented man and be worthy of the status of a tavern guest.

Tang Bohu felt a sense of sadness for no reason.

He had longed for success and fame for so many years, but he stumbled along the way and almost lost his life. He had already lost hope and was preparing for the rest of his life dejectedly, but he did not expect to have a new life in the tavern.

Father, Mother, Shen Jiuniang...

It’s a pity that they have no chance to see these.

He rubbed his red eyes, suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, and said, "I'll draw it for you right away!"

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(End of this chapter)