Face-slapping 365 style: fast-paced daily life for actresses

Chapter 580 Cannon fodder female slave 12
Mu Chengyin on the side listened to An Nuannuan's words, and turned to look at her very unexpectedly. Whether it was the music or the ink dance, she did not exert any effort, but she shared the benefits brought by the success of the ink dance, which made Mu Chengyin feeling anxious.

"Liansheng!" Old Princess Chun read out these two words softly, then lowered her eyes and thought about it carefully, then looked up at An Nuannuan and praised: "What a good name. The lotus you painted can be fake. Just Just like you, you were born for the lotus."

"Come here, prepare your pen and ink. This princess wants to write a poem for this lotus picture in person." After praising An Nuannuan, Princess Chun's eyes fell on the lotus picture again, and she ordered with great interest.

When Princess Chun was young, she was a well-known talented woman in the imperial capital. She had two hobbies in her life, one was loving lotus, and the other was calligraphy, and she was good at writing.

Old Princess Chun's calligraphy is priceless in the market, and it is hard to find a thousand gold. At this moment, she wants to write a poem for Liantu herself to prove that she approves of An Nuannuan's painting.

Because of An Nuannuan's outstanding performance, she and Mu Chengyin were also given seats. Although the seats were far away, for them as geisha, this was already a supreme honor.

After attending the birthday banquet of Old Princess Chun, and returning to Huale Pavilion on the second day, Liniang, who hadn't dared to show her face in front of An Nuannuan for a month, finally showed up. When she saw An Nuannuan, she still had a look on her face Fear, obviously, An Nuannuan's disarming power last time completely suppressed her.

"Boss Li, come here. Is there anyone who wants to see the ink dance?"

It was raining lightly in the sky. An Nuannuan was sitting in the pavilion, half leaning on the railing of the pavilion, and stretched out a hand to catch the rain falling from the sky. She asked very nonchalantly.

"I really can't hide anything from Miss Liansheng, the son of Zheng Guogong, the Major General of the General's Mansion and other young masters from aristocratic families. They came here by name. They wanted to see the girl's ink dance. As long as the girl is willing to perform, they are willing to pay as much as they want. " Liniang smiled apologetically, looked at An Nuannuan's side face, and said cautiously.

"Tell them, I have to practice painting every day, and I don't have time to dance. Besides, the ink dance is not what they want to see, so I will dance. You have to understand, I am not from your Huale Pavilion." Turning to look at Li Mother, An Nuannuan said with a half-smile.

When Liniang heard this, she immediately felt a headache. She couldn't afford to offend any of those little ancestors, and was about to bite the bullet and try to persuade her. I was stunned.

"I understand what the girls mean, so I'm going to send them away now." Liniang was just stunned for a while, and finally realized An Nuannuan's hint, and hurriedly said.

In the next few days, boxes and boxes of all kinds of rare treasures were carried into Mu Chengyin's yard, just for the sake of Nuan Nuan, a lotus painting. But how did these things come in, and they were carried out as they were. .

Liniang saw so many treasures being pushed out like this, it was a heartache, but thinking of An Nuannuan's methods, no matter how greedy she was, she would not dare to keep these things.

This whetted the appetite of the young masters of the aristocratic families for half a month, before An Nuannuan took out a lotus painting and gave it to Liniang. She did not set a price, but only told Liniang that the person with the highest price would get the lotus painting.

That night, Huale Pavilion was overcrowded because of An Nuannuan's lotus painting. Under the fierce competition among several young masters from aristocratic families, An Nuannuan's lotus painting was fetched 1000 taels of gold. Finally, it was sold to the prince Zheng Guogong. Grabbed it for 1000 taels of gold.

When Liniang brought the golden gold ingots over, An Nuannuan's mood became quite good with her painful expression of not wanting to let go.

(End of this chapter)