Monster Apartment

Gu Bai first went to the old elm tree to pick up a picture frame.

Si Yiming watched Gu Bai get out of the car and run into the yard of the old elm tree, and couldn't help smelling himself.

It seems that there is really a smell of oily smoke.

Mr. Si frowned and opened the window.

Si Yiming didn't just practice cooking by following the recipes, he also went back and cleaned up the second floor of his house, separating two rooms.

The outer windows are bright and clean, and the lighting is excellent, which is freed up for Gu Bai to draw, while the inner room is relatively poorly lit and dark, so it becomes a place for him to store his treasures.

However, Mr. Si learned a lesson from Gu Lang earlier, and he opened a small mustard space to hide those extremely precious things.

Those he randomly piled up in the inner room on the second floor were basically ordinary things.

——Of course, the ordinary in the eyes of Pixiu is different from the ordinary in the eyes of normal monsters.

Mr. Si also has this kind of cognition, that's why he separated those things, lest Gu Bai, a poor brat at heart, be overwhelmed by those treasures.

Mr. Si felt that he had also taken great pains.

Especially those ingredients that were tragically sacrificed in his hands, especially show his hard work.

All failed, but not wasted.

Mr. Si looked at the front with a blank expression, not wanting to recall the taste of those failed products.

Humans always like to write recipes with some very vague words.

What to take the right amount of salt, the right amount of sugar, the right size and so on.

Who knows how much is the right amount and what is the right size.

After failing for a whole day, I finally learned only one lettuce salad—it is said to be lettuce salad, but in fact it is boiled lettuce, put on a plate, seasoned with light soy sauce, and served directly on the table.

Mr. Si actually thinks that cooking is more difficult than letting him fight a fierce beast.

This made it more and more obvious that Gu Bai, who can cook a good meal, is amazing.

Si Yiming watched Gu Bai come out of the yard with a big picture frame in his arms, got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat, and helped Gu Bai carefully put the picture frame in his hand into the back seat.

When closing his hand, Si Yiming rubbed the touch of the picture frame in his hand and raised his eyebrows.

Seeing that he was not moving, Gu Bai thought the frame had been knocked, so he couldn't help but nervously said, "Mr. Si, what's wrong?"

Si Yiming shook his head, sat back in the driver's seat, and said, "Old Yushu gave you something nice."

Gu Bai was taken aback.

Si Yiming started the car: "You can take a look at the paintings when you go home."

Gu Bai nodded, and when he carried the picture frame home to display the painting, as soon as he took the picture frame apart, several spirit stones rolled out.

Gu Bai stared at those chubby spirit stones for a while, then looked down at the dark groove in the picture frame, where there were a few paintbrushes.

The body of the paintbrush exudes a faint fragrance of flowers. There are big and small ones that feel very good to the touch. The hairs of the nibs of several brushes are different, some are tough and some are soft, and the width of the brushes is also different. , obviously prepared all the paintbrush specifications for him.

And if Mr. Si can touch it directly, it is estimated that these things are not ordinary things.

Gu Bai stared at the set of paintbrushes, stunned for a while, then carefully placed the frame on the ground, picked up the paintbrushes and spirit stones, and put them in the cabinet properly.

Gu Bai remembered that Zhai Liangjun and Si Yiming said he was sincere, and Gu Bai felt that Old Yushu was honest.

In order not to be rejected by him, he even deliberately made a dark groove in the frame.

However, his previous behavior of secretly putting spirit stones in other people's tool boxes didn't seem to be any better.

Thinking about it, Gu Bai squatted in front of the cabinet and couldn't help laughing out loud.

I don't know if Uncle Yu felt the same as him when he saw the spirit stone in the tool box.

Gu Bai happily installed the painting, and sent another message to his brother.

Brother's news came back very quickly, and while it was still dark, he was going to come directly to pick up the painting, and asked Gu Bai to print out the name of the painting and the introduction materials, and he took it away.

Gu Bai had already prepared the name of the painting, the introduction materials of his work, and his personal resume, so there is no problem going directly to the study to print them out.

There are still a large number of vacant paper file bags in the study room. Needless to say, the person who bought these file bags is Mr. Si himself who holds countless wealth.

Gu Bai rearranged the materials, and used his exhausted literary thoughts to polish them a little, then printed the materials and put them in a paper bag.

For some well-known reason, Gu Bai didn't let his brother's car drive in this time.

With a file bag in his pocket and a painting on his shoulder, he ran to the gate of the community and waited.

When the senior brother saw the picture that Gu Bai handed in, he was stunned for a while.

He did know that Gu Bai had improved again from other fellow students, but he did not expect the improvement to be so obvious.

——Obviously he had seen both the draft and the draft before, but when the finished product came out, he felt as if he was looking at a brand new picture.

The colors of the sunset are actually very rich.

The farthest place will be purple, dark blue or even dark gray. Different weather, different latitudes and different environments will show different sunset states.

But this picture of Gu Bai seems to cover thousands of weather.

What should I say...

It was as if many kinds of extremely beautiful sunset scenes were integrated into one, and he drew this picture.

He couldn't say it for a while, feeling that no adjectives could describe this picture in detail.

If you insist on summarizing it, it is probably a word of "beauty".

Gu Bai carefully put the painting into the back seat. The size of the painting is too big, it fits just right in the back seat, it won't slip or fall over, and it's stuck there firmly.

Gu Bai closed the car door in satisfaction, turned his head and glanced at the senior brother who was writing his name and mark on his file bag.

"I look like a courier." The brother said casually.

Gu Bai touched his nose and smiled.

The senior brother finished writing and looked up at him: "That exhibition in the imperial capital, if you are free, you should go there once after this job is over."

Gu Bai also knew that he should go.

It's not that you need to stand there like a salesman waiting for buyers or sell your own paintings, but the exhibition in the imperial capital is very large, and it can be regarded as a large gathering in the art world.

The domestic art circle is not big, but there are various small circles in this small circle, just like the small team that Gu Bai is in now, usually they will not accept other people.

But this kind of large-scale exhibition is different. At this time, you can meet many people.

In society, people cannot be separated from interpersonal communication, so the senior brother still hopes that Gu Bai can try to develop his own circle of friends - in terms of art.

"If the construction period ends earlier this time," Gu Bai said, but he didn't really know what to do.

He is very busy and still has a lot of paintings in his hand.

He even felt that such interpersonal communication was very unnecessary and would delay his painting.

Gu Bai has always been extremely passive towards interpersonal communication, now that he has senior brothers and neighbors, he doesn't want to take the initiative to participate in social activities even more.

But brother's kindness should be appreciated.

After hearing what he said, the senior brother didn't say anything more, just chatted about the development afterward.

The exhibition in the imperial capital is very big, and most of them are some award-winning paintings and artists. The brother also said that it is not easy for Gu Bai to stand out in such a big exhibition.

Even if anyone with a discerning eye can see the excellence in his painting, it's still not enough without connections.

However, after experiencing Gu Bai's rebus-like bidding last time, the recent thank you for appearing in front of people as Gu Bai's manager, and Si Yiming who seems to be pursuing Gu Bai, the brother is a little uncertain. .

Gu Bai himself doesn't have a good network, but Si Yiming's network and Xie Zhi's network are very powerful, and Zhai Liangjun is also there.

The friends Gu Bai knew were all people who stomped their feet and trembled three times in their respective circles.

"You draw very well, and your luck is also good, what if there is another big gift bag waiting for you this time." The brother said half-jokingly, "Once December is over, the new year's awards will start to rotate. Now, you need to start paying attention."

"..." Gu Bai thought of the string of pheasant awards on his resume, and nodded awkwardly, "Okay."

It's not that Gu Bai has never won an award.

But as we all know, he is poor.

Poor art students do not have the spare energy to specialize in major awards, and the awards that Gu Bai won are all unknown but quite wealthy awards.

In order to attract people to participate, some pheasant awards give much richer bonuses than those with high gold content.

How poor Gu Bai used to be, just look at the awards he participated in.

People with an artistic heart are mostly noble and cherish their own feathers. There are not many people like Gu Bai who don't care about anything and focus on high prize awards.

And for those unknown awards, many of them disappeared after one or two sessions, so Gu Bai was not only poor, but his resume was never so good-looking.

But now Gu Bai is not that poor, and Mr. Si is helping him... Well, when it comes to managing money, there is no need to worry about money at all.

So with a new year and a new beginning, Gu Bai can start preparing to specialize in major awards.

Domestic and foreign, you can participate if you can. Anyway, there are not too many prizes.

Gu Bai himself had the same plan.

On the second day, it was rare for Gu Bai not to harass Si Yiming early in the morning. Considering that he might not have had a good rest after guarding him the night before, Gu Bai simply hung the cookie on the doorknob of his house. He didn't even knock on the door, and rode off on his little electric donkey when he finished hanging and went downstairs.

Mr. Si was caught off guard and was abandoned. He took the cookies that Gu Bai gave him today, thought for a while, and went back to the house to change his clothes.

He is going to take a trip to Penglai Mountain Mirage today.

Si Yiming really didn't cook before. In ancient times, who ate cooked food, they all drank blood. Later, when the concept of food came into being, many people offered it to them.

do it yourself?

nonexistent.

But the rabbit spirits in the Penglai Mountain Mirage are very good at cooking, and their group of beasts and friends of the rabbit spirits often go to the tooth-making festival.

To make a good meal, it is simple and easy, but it is also difficult to say.

In Si Yiming's concept, a simple meal is one meat, one vegetable and one soup.

Mr. Ke Si now only knows how to mix lettuce and scallion fried eggs. Let’s say scallion fried eggs are a meat dish, but not soup. What should I do?

Mr. Si took out his phone and searched, and found a very awesome thing about human beings.

Bisque treasure.

Save time and effort and taste good.

But these monsters have nothing to sell here, so Mr. Si, who doesn't know how to cook soup, decided to use the fastest method to solve his troubles.

—— Let the rabbit spirits come out with the whole soup treasure.

While solving his troubles, it can also generate income for the rabbit spirits.

After all, Rabbit Essence has been relying on supplies to several monster settlements and monster fairs, but due to the relationship between several mythical beasts, the supply price is infinitely close to the cost.

Now there is a new way to generate income, and the rabbit spirit who is guarding the only mirage today, but whose living standard has always been maintained at the level of abject poverty, will definitely not refuse.

Mr. Si felt that he was really the God of Wealth.

The author has something to say: Si Yiming: Cook another meal and Gu Bai will fall in love with me.

Gu Bai: ...? ?