Although only half of the painting was revealed, Ning Jing inexplicably felt a strong urge to buy it.
"Grandpa, I'll give you two cents, just sell me this pattern! I was just thinking of embroidering some plum blossoms on my insoles!"
Ning Jing took out two cents from her pocket and handed it over.
The gatekeeper was surprised that such a light and simple painting could sell for 20 cents, and he couldn't help but be tempted.
Anyway, it's just paper for starting a fire. Even if it's decorated with flowers and looks pretty, to him it's still just paper for starting a fire.
Sell this paper, then randomly pick a book from it; the same principle applies to using paper from inside a wheel to start a fire.
After all, this paper with the flower drawing is worth two cents!
In the blink of an eye, the gatekeeper accepted the two cents and handed over the painting.
Why not take advantage of freebies? If a few more suckers come and buy things like this, the money he makes will be almost as much as his salary!
"Hey, little girl, if you want to buy more kindling and patterns in the future, just come to me. I'll pick out the nice ones for you to keep."
Upon hearing this, Ning Jing's eyes crinkled into a smile, and she replied sweetly, "Thank you so much, sir. I'll bring you some homemade wine from the countryside later."
In the county town, this wine is considered a delicacy.
A half-jin bottle of homemade liquor costs about 50 cents.
If it's Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), it will cost 80 cents.
He was just being polite, after all, who would spend money to buy paper to start a fire?
Unexpectedly, the little girl actually took it seriously and said those words, which warmed the old man's heart.
He nodded and said with a smile, "Alright, then I'll be waiting for your wine!"
Whether it's true or not, one shouldn't hit a smiling face; he'll just consider it a good deed.
Ning Jing waved goodbye to the gatekeeper, then jogged to Fu Hongxing's bicycle, sat on it, and Fu Hongxing pedaled hard, sending the bicycle speeding forward.
"Honey, why did you decide to buy this painting?"
When they got home, Xiuchun and Siya hadn't finished school yet. The twins had been sent to Aunt Guihua's house that morning and hadn't been picked up yet.
There were only Fu Hongxing and Ning Jing in the house. As soon as they arrived, Fu Hongxing pulled Ning Jing into the house.
Watching Ning Jing carefully lay the painting out on the kang (a heated brick bed), Fu Hongxing's heart skipped a beat when he saw the plum blossom painting.
Back then, he and Chen Daohe became acquainted through a misunderstanding. Chen Daohe loved calligraphy and paintings. When he was in the army, he would often pull Fu Hongxing aside and point to the authentic works that he had painstakingly acquired, muttering about them for a long time.
Fu Hongxing considered himself a country bumpkin who had come from the countryside, and he knew nothing about these things.
So he was always very perfunctory, but no matter how perfunctory he was, after Chen Daohe talked to him for so long, he must have some sense of it.
When Ning Jing unfolded the painting, he immediately knew that it was an authentic work.
In prosperous times, this would probably be worth a lot of money.
Seeing Fu Hongxing's expression, Ning Jing touched her nose, thinking that Fu Hongxing was blaming her for being wasteful.
After all, it cost several dollars to buy these things.
"Didn't you say before that calligraphy and painting can represent civilization? I thought I'd buy some to take a look."
Ning Jing felt a little guilty, thinking that judging from Fu Hongxing's appearance, she must have misjudged him, and the things in her hands were probably useless!
She felt a little discouraged, but fortunately, she still had 6 items in her system inventory. She was confident that at least one of those 6 items would be a good one.
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