Chapter 8: Painting Scroll Loan
“As for the information, Tiaotiao is studying it diligently. Have her send you a copy,” Tang Zhenghong pondered for a moment. “Additionally, we’ll pay you two million Spirit Yuan. I wonder if Young Friend is satisfied with that.”
“Of course.” Wu Xian replied without hesitation.
Compared to the two million, he cared more about the foundational knowledge of Mechanical Scroll Paintings.
Of course, the two million was also very welcome.
Moments later, Tang Tiaotiao sent the information to Wu Xian’s phone with a laugh, followed closely by the two million transfer.
The instant the money arrived, Wu Xian could even feel the fluctuation of the God of Wealth’s Aura of Wealth surging in the scroll painting, and the Painted Spirit Level had even improved to two and a half stars.
After seeing off Tang Tiaotiao’s family, Wu Xian’s heart remained unsettled for a long time.
“Is this the feeling of getting rich quick?”
Beside him, the old master was still stunned by the two million.
That was two million! Picking trash his whole life, he couldn’t earn that much money.
“Grandfather, listen to your grandson’s advice. Let’s not pick up trash anymore, okay?”
The old master was silent for a moment. “We still have to pick it up. Just think of it as exercising our muscles.”
“…”
Meanwhile, on the other side, the three from the Tang Family had already left by car.
“How about it, girl? This should be fine now, right?” Tang Zhenghong said grumpily.
Tang Tiaotiao nodded prettily to show her satisfaction. “We can’t skimp on our own little brother no matter what. Little Xianzi is the future follower I’ve chosen.”
“You haven’t even become a Scroll Painter yet, and you’re already thinking about followers?” Tang Beng couldn’t help but complain.
“I call this having foresight.” Tang Tiaotiao pursed her lips.
“Two million is enough for him to buy a decent combat scroll painting on the market.” Tang Zhenghong said while driving.
Tang Beng nodded in agreement. “The young man’s temperament is pretty good. He should be able to become an excellent Spirit Tamer. He’s just too obsessed with becoming a Scroll Painter.”
“Young and vigorous, unwilling to be ordinary. That’s understandable,” Tang Zhenghong laughed. “Once he hits a wall later, he’ll naturally give up.”
Tang Beng smiled lightly in agreement.
“If he can fully grasp the principles of Mechanical Scroll Paintings, we could consider arranging him at our company.”
“Let’s wait until he grasps it first,” Tang Beng shook his head with a smile. “But speaking of which, this Jade Rabbit Pounding Medicine scroll painting concept is indeed excellent. Do you think he might have other concepts that could become scrolls?”
Tang Zhenghong scoffed and shook his head. “You think scroll painting concepts are like cabbages?”
“True.” Tang Beng was speechless.
In their view, Wu Xian’s scroll painting concept was like an ordinary person winning the lottery—pure luck, a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse.
It must be known that for Scroll Painters, being able to conceive a few feasible scroll painting concepts in one’s lifetime was enough to leave a name in history.
“Is conceiving a scroll painting that difficult?” Tang Tiaotiao asked curiously.
“More than difficult,” Tang Beng teased. “Once you enter the art studio, you’ll slowly understand.”
At that moment, Tang Zhenghong’s phone suddenly rang.
“Hello, who is this…”
Tang Zhenghong instinctively answered the call. His expression first froze, then turned to shock and excitement.
After the call ended, the siblings couldn’t help but ask curiously.
“What’s the situation? Did something happen at the company?”
“Hahaha, the military’s tender actually went to us this year!” Tang Zhenghong burst into laughter, still somewhat incredulous. “Let’s go, back to the company!”
“What?” Tang Beng was both shocked and delighted. “Really? Fake?”
“Of course it’s real,” Tang Zhenghong felt like he was dreaming. “By rights, it shouldn’t have been our family’s turn. Could it be that something happened with the other companies?”
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San Zai Gang, North Street District.
Holding two million, Wu Xian truly felt the prosperity of the city for the first time.
Arriving at the materials shop where he sold goods yesterday, the boss recognized him at a glance. “Yo~, Little Brother, got more goods to sell?”
“No, no,” Wu Xian waved his hands hurriedly. “I’m here today to look for some high-quality materials.”
“What materials do you need?”
“Poultry Monster materials, preferably chicken-form ones, and tiger-type Monster materials.” Wu Xian was clear on his goals.
“We have them,” the boss smiled knowingly and quickly selected the suitable materials. “All attributes, all grades, marked prices.”
Wu Xian looked at the material entries listed on the tablet, truly dazzled. “This complete?”
“Of course. We’re a proper chain store with sources all over the country.” The boss said proudly and confidently.
Wu Xian nodded slightly. After browsing, he selected a set of Spirit-type Monster【Blaziken】 Tier 2 A-grade materials, and a set of Spirit-type Monster【Luxray】 Tier 2 A-grade materials.
So-called A-grade materials referred to the most valuable parts on Otherworldly Monsters, with the purest spirituality features and the least impurities.
Additionally, since Yaoyang City had no【Elf World】 dimensional disasters, Spirit System materials were priced a bit higher.
The two sets totaled 5780 Spirit Yuan, not too expensive.
After all, they were just Tier 2 Monster materials.
“Right, do you have any high-end Lightning Attribute goods?” Wu Xian suddenly asked.
“We do,” the boss replied without thinking. “What tier?”
Wu Xian originally wanted to say the higher the tier the better, but on second thought, he decided to buy some Tier 3 or 4 materials. That would be safer.
In the end, he spent 38955 and also took several sets of high-quality Lightning Attribute Materials.
After finishing, he went next door to the scroll painting shop for a look around.
His intention was to understand the current scroll painting market, but he was quickly entangled by the salesperson.
“Sir, are you looking to buy a scroll painting? Our store has a full range. Over there is the master-level special contract display case, and we offer custom services too~!”
“This side is the instance area, with an original copy area inside, though the prices are relatively higher.”
“Take a look at this one, the hot-selling work of Master Feng【Flame Echo】, a Copper Scroll Three-Star skill scroll painting, absolutely a great weapon against Insectoid Race Monsters.”
“Or consider this one【Soul Suppression Beast】, a classic best-seller for a hundred years, personally replicated by our special contract Scroll Painter Master Feng. With this scroll painting in hand, you’ll navigate the Abyssal Realm without obstruction!”
Wu Xian was a bit dazed by the onslaught of sales pitch.
“Sorry, I’ll just take a look first…”
“Okay, dear,” the sales little sister smiled brightly. “Handsome young man, if it’s too expensive, consider our products over here, specially made for beginner Spirit Tamers, full range.”
“…” Wu Xian was awkwardly speechless.
“All products in our store support installments,” the sales little sister showed no sign of stopping. “If it’s your first installment purchase, you can enjoy the lowest interest rate.
Also, with a university student ID, you can get some interest-free welfare.
Hey~ handsome young man, don’t go! Opportunity doesn’t come twice~!”
He hurriedly fled the scroll painting store, running off without looking back.
Because he knew that if he turned back, the sales little sister would chase after him.
Suffocating, too suffocating!
The scroll painting market was this competitive; the Scroll Painter industry must be pretty competitive too.
As the saying goes, even fragrant wine fears deep alleys. Without fame and reputation, not necessarily anyone would buy your scroll paintings.
Although he was now worth millions, when passing a trash can, he still couldn’t help but rummage through it.
Unfortunately, no gains—clearly already visited by other trash pickers.
“Maybe I can chat with those trash pickers?”
He definitely wouldn’t have time to pick trash in the future, but the scrap materials and leftover pigments in North Street District were quite useful.
Scrap materials covered all types, perfect for practicing pigment mixing, and leftover pigments served as references, crucially cheap, saving a lot of money.
Practicing pigment mixing with good materials would at least multiply costs several times.
In short: save where you can, frugality!
Trash pickers were easy to find. Soon he found Scarred Man and his group in an alley area.
But these guys seemed to be in trouble, looking nervous and not daring to approach the trash pile over there.
And on the trash pile side, something seemed to be causing mischief.
“Damn, why so many Monster leaks lately? Abyssal Monster a couple days ago, now an Insectoid Monster.” Blondie complained speechlessly. “Letting people live or not?”
“How about we report to the Defense Team and let the Defense Team’s Lord handle it?” another skinny henchman suggested quietly.
“Are you dumb?” Blondie said grumpily. “If the Defense Team comes, will the materials on that bug still be ours?”
“But…”
“But my ass. Have you earned next month’s milk powder money for your kid?” Blondie snorted. “You know our situation. Boss spent so much on treatment these days, brothers are about to not make ends meet.”
Scarred Man stared fixedly at the Insectoid Monster in the trash pile, inwardly conflicted.
They could definitely take it down; the question was whether it was worth it. A little injury was fine, but casualties would be a big loss.
“Tier 2 Predatory Insectoid Monster, everyone stay steady, pay attention to coordination, should be no problem.”
After agonizing, Scarred Man decided to take the risk.
No choice, too many things had happened lately, brothers were about to starve.
“Don’t worry, Boss,” Blondie’s henchman stared viciously at the insect monster, somehow pulling out a scroll painting. Amid everyone’s shocked gazes, it transformed into a heavy machine gun. “This brother came prepared!”
“Holy crap, Ice Spray?!” The others nearby were shocked and envious. “Ergou, when did you buy it?”
“On loan,” Blondie gritted his teeth. “Originally to deal with Zhang Mazi’s gang, to vent for Boss. Perfect to test the waters on that bug first.”
Scarred Man was inexplicably moved. “How long on the loan? Can you pay it off?”
“I calculated. As long as we drive off Zhang Mazi’s gang, definitely can pay it.”
Hearing this, Scarred Man and his men were greatly boosted in morale and launched an attack on the Insectoid Monster in the trash pile.
Bang!
Blondie’s Ice Spray fired first, shooting a ball of frost energy bullet with astonishing power.
The struck Predatory Insectoid Monster slammed heavily into the wall, a layer of frost condensing on its body surface, movement clearly slowed.
The insect monster opened its ferocious mouthparts, emitting a piercing roar, charging furiously at the group.
“Die—!”
Scarred Man leaped up with the Demon Slaying Saber, slashing down. Though he failed to split the insect monster’s hard chitin shell, he successfully repelled it.
The other henchmen quickly flanked it, using Spiritual Energy amplification and ordinary weapons to engage.
“Not good, there’s another one?!”
Blondie, suppressing fire from the rear with the Ice Spray, shouted in alarm. Scarred Man and the others, confident a second ago, had faces instantly stiffen.
The trash pile trembled, and out crawled an insect monster slightly plump, abdomen like a meatball—it was an insect monster metamorphosing into a Mother Insect.
This scene startled Wu Xian, who was watching from afar.
As everyone knew, the Insectoid Race revered the mother nest Mother Insect; only Mother Insects had reproductive ability.
But when some Insectoid Monsters lost contact with the mother nest and found a suitable survival environment, there was a chance for new Mother Insects to be born from ordinary Insectoid individuals.
Just like a group of hens unable to contact a rooster for a long time, some would activate male mode.
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