He was betrayed at the beginning, from a cake seller to a wealthy person

The recipe is decided, and all that remains is the setting.

"I found the painter you asked me to find." Song Bowen said, "He is a scholar who paints flowers and birds. His name is Zhou Heng. Do you want to meet him?"

"Let's walk." Lu Yan said.

Zhou Heng was a scholar who never passed the examination. He usually painted fans to support his family. His best thing was painting flowers and birds. Lu Yan looked at his painting, and it can be said that it is lifelike and lifelike, and every feather is clearly drawn.

Zhou Heng's house arrived soon. Zhou Heng had known the purpose of their visit before, and was hesitant to say anything when he welcomed everyone in.

"What's wrong? Do you have any questions?" Lu Yan asked.

Zhou Heng hesitated for a while, then said honestly: "Let me tell the truth, I know why the three distinguished guests are here, but I am really good at painting flowers and birds, not people."

"Why do you say that?" Lu Yan was curious: "Isn't it okay to paint people the way you paint flowers and birds?"

"I just paint people the way I paint flowers and birds, so I don't paint well." Zhou Heng smiled bitterly, "They say I'm too crafty and have no charm."

Lu Yan: "Do you have any pictures you have drawn before that we can take a look at?"

Zhou Heng said to wait a moment, then returned to the room and came out with two paintings. It's a standard beauty picture, the three of them are completely silent when they look at it.

However, the reasons for the silence of the three people are still different.

Song Bowen & Lu Sheng: It really has no charm.

Lu Yan: Good guy, isn’t this a traditional Chinese painting version of orange light pop-up painting!

Lu Yan became excited: "I want this from you! But there are some areas where you need to improve."

The current Chinese paintings do not pay attention to the relationship between light and shadow. Perhaps they think it is ridiculous to paint people's faces in black. This is the violation of Zhou Heng's paintings. If you say freehand, the paintings are too rigid and crafty, but if you say realistic, they are not. There is no relationship between light and dark, and the whole person is spread out flat on a piece of paper.

Lu Yan's painting level can only be said to be very amateurish, but this basic theory can still be explained. She took an apple and put it on the table, then took a piece of paper and drew an apple: "Look at this apple, how can you make it look more like it? Have you noticed that the light shines from the west? Come here, the left and right sides of it look different in color.”

Lu Yan lightly drew two strokes on the paper according to the shadow on the apple: "Do you think this looks more real?"

Zhou Heng suddenly understood: "You mean, when I draw characters, I can also draw these black parts..."

"Yes." Lu Yan said, "You have to carefully observe the relationship between light and shadow and the contrast between light and dark."

"This time we want you to draw twelve flower gods. The more realistic the drawings are, the better. You can try drawing three pictures first. We will pick them up in two days." Lu Yan said.

Zhou Heng agreed happily and couldn't wait to try the new painting method.

Two days later, when the three of them came back, Zhou Heng had already finished the three pictures. As expected, he has studied the new painting method very thoroughly, and the beauty pictures with the relationship between light and shadow are as vivid as real people.

The Plum Blossom God wears white clothes and sits on a swing, with snow-white plum blossom petals falling from the sky; the Peach Blossom God wears a pink dress and hides behind the tree, looking into the tree, holding a peach blossom branch in his hand; Chrysanthemum Flower The god was dressed in a yellow dress, lying on his back among the chrysanthemums, with his chin in his hands and his eyes closed, wearing a yellow wreath on his head.

"Okay, okay!" Song Bowen said three good words in a row to express his surprise.

Lu Yan looked at it but stopped talking.

"You..." Lu Yan finally asked: "Why do the three flower gods all have the same face?"

Those three beauties have exactly the same faces, except for their different clothes and hairstyles, and even have a bit of Lu Yan in them.

Zhou Heng scratched his head in embarrassment: "I have met so few girls that I can only think of such a face in my mind."

Lu Yan suddenly realized and looked at Lu Sheng and Song Bowen.

In fact, you can also go to the streets for a walk, but there are not many beauties on the streets. It is winter again, and the clothes are relatively boring.

Lu Yan felt it was a pity that Zhou Heng had never met the heroine. If he saw the heroine's face, he would probably be inspired. But speaking of the heroine...

There is a place where there are indeed many beauties.

Lu Yan showed an evil smile.

The next day, Song Bowen and Zhou Heng were sent to the largest brothel in the county to search for inspiration. Lu Yan and Lu Sheng watched the two people driving away in a carriage with complicated expressions.

"Ah!" Lu Sheng looked at the carriage going away and let out a complicated sigh.

Lu Yan turned to look at him warily: "Why are you sighing? I'm warning you, at your age you are not allowed to go to that kind of place."

Lu Sheng's face turned red: "What are you thinking about? Who wants to go to a place like that!"

Lu Yan then turned around. She couldn't help but think about the heroine, and wondered how Jian Hongling was doing now, and whether Song Bowen and Zhou Heng would encounter her. But it didn't seem right, because I heard from Ren Yazi that the madam who wanted to buy them was from a brothel in Zhoucheng, so Jian Hongling should be in Zhoucheng now, not in the county.

Zhoucheng is so far away. She will probably not go with him to Zhoucheng until Lu Sheng takes the imperial examination. I don’t know if she will still be there by then...

Song Bowen and Zhou Heng were away for three days. They came back three days later. Song Bowen was in low spirits, while Zhou Heng was in high spirits.

Lu Yan was surprised and asked Song Bowen: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Bowen smiled bitterly: "Don't mention it."

Zhou Hengben was still very shy and had never been to a place like this. As soon as he walked in and saw a room full of beautiful ladies in red and green, his eyes lit up, as if he had plunged into a material library. He was getting more energetic every day. .

Zhou Heng concentrated on painting, and Song Bowen could only deal with these girls. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and forced Zhou Heng to come back.

But no matter what, Zhou Heng did have a burst of inspiration, and three days later he handed over a set of twelve flower gods that made Lu Yan very satisfied.