Jiang Xiao’s intuition was a little wrong, and also a little wrong.

She wanted to know who that person was.

Moreover, those who can go to Mr. Bai’s house should not be ordinary people.

Mr. Bai cherishes that painting very much and will not let others in and see it at will.

So, that person is still someone Mr. Bai trusts?

She should ask Mr. Bai.

"How could you not remember?" Du Jinruo became anxious as soon as he heard this. "You have never sold a few paintings to people as famous as Mr. Bai, right? Just one painting, can you remember it?"

"It's normal not to remember. I sell quite a few paintings."

"Jiang Xiao, are you afraid that I can't afford it? Just tell me how much does it cost to have such a painting?" Du Jinruo was actually mentally prepared. Such a painting would not be cheap.

She heard that it was painted with potions and then when the air evaporates, it will make people feel a special feeling like cool air.

Like alcohol, it also feels a little bit when it evaporates.

The medicinal materials added to the pigment must be Jiang Xiao’s unique formula.

Du Jinruo believed this.

Because when Fang Jianye was injured before, it was also the medicine brought by Jiang Xiao to wake him up.

Jiang Xiao's grandfather had been living by digging herbs for money before. It was not strange for them to know some more special medicinal herbs.

Du Jinruo also had to admit that if Jiang Xiao was not so special and had no ability, Meng Xinian would not have liked her at all.

That man is so arrogant, proud and narcissistic, and he will definitely think that ordinary women are not worthy of him.

"If you don't remember, how do you say the price?" Jiang Xiao said: "If you don't make any strange requests, you must draw a painting. According to what you just said, I can draw all of the old houses, yards, small ponds, and bamboos. It's just my habits, then 15,000 yuan."

"Ten thousand five..." Du Jinruo's heart was thrilled.

She hasn't paid much attention to Jiang Xiao's paintings.

Actually, I've probably seen it, but I don't know what the price is.

Now when Du Jinruo heard her say a picture of 15,000 yuan, he was really shocked.

As she thought, it would be 15,000 yuan. What if she painted it like in the painting of Mr. Bai according to her requirements? Isn’t it going to be doubled after the paint added with medicine?

No, no, no, it should be more than that.

Are Jiang Xiao’s paintings so expensive?

What's wrong? Isn't it just adding some medicinal materials?

In fact, if the medicinal prescription can be expressed, it would probably be no big deal.

As for what is better than Jiang Xiao’s paintings, it must be not.

But she didn't know why that person had to draw it by Jiang Xiao.

"Well, 15,000, so you think about it. If you want, you can draw it in a month."

"It will take another month? Can't it be just a few days?"

"No." She is preparing to go abroad, how could she use these days to draw for Du Jinruo?

"Is that medicine painting really not good? Jiang Xiao, we actually have nothing to celebrate the festival. You won't have any objections to me just because of the past, right?" Du Jinruo bit his lower lip and looked at Jiang Xiao with some grievance.

She really felt a little wronged.

In her opinion, Jiang Xiao was the winner and won Meng Xinian.

She had always been unwilling to accept it before, but she really had no choice. Meng Xinian didn't love her.
Chapter completed!