"Ghostly? This is the first time that I've been called gloomy in this guesthouse!" The old man poked the floor with a crutch, so angry.

This is the first time Jiang Xiao has encountered this situation and is a little confused.

Apart from that painting, the guesthouse can be said to be clean and clean, and it is well-tied, which should make people feel comfortable to live.

"Dad, otherwise let's take off the painting and try it."

"Take it off!" The old man said with a stern face: "Go and call Aqiang over."

"OK."

The woman ran upstairs and soon came down with a tall middle-aged man. The man glanced at Jiang Xiao and took action to remove the painting.

Jiang Xiao was fine, so she watched from the side.

After taking the painting, I saw a large patch of repair marks on the wall behind, which was rather ugly. However, it was much more pleasing than hanging the painting.

Moreover, when I took off the painting with a dark tone, I felt that the light was much brighter and the whole guesthouse felt different.

"Don't hang this painting anymore." Jiang Xiao couldn't help but say.

"But this is really not good-looking." The old man muttered depressedly, "I'll go to Hansheng and others to see if there are any good paintings!"

Jiang Xiao suddenly felt aroused.

"Uncle, do you still want to buy paintings?"

"Buy, why don't you buy it? Anyway, I don't like this broken wall anyway."

"Actually, it's good to hang a picture of the rising sun or the welcoming pine tree." Jiang Xiao said.

The old man's eyes lit up and he said, "This is right!"

The woman poured cold water on him again: "Forget it, didn't you say that you didn't have such a large size painting last time?"

Otherwise, I wouldn't have gritted my teeth and bought this one that makes people depressed and can drive away customers.

It's really weird.

The old man suddenly became depressed, "I didn't find this size for a while. They said that they would have to find a painter to customize it, but who should I find a customization? Anyway, I dare not find the one who paints the flowers and blooms in wealth."

Not only do I dare not look for it, but hum, whenever I see his works in the future, I will definitely step on the ground!

Jiang Xiao couldn't help asking, "Uncle, where are you buying paintings?"

"Go to Mingchenzhai," said the old man: "It's still a bit famous. There are a group of knowledgeable people gathering together to communicate every day. Some people also paint and write calligraphy on the spot, and then hang it in Mingchenzhai for consignment."

"Is Mingchenzhai open to the public? Can I go there too?" Jiang Xiao was moved again. She really wanted to go and see it. If she could sell paintings, there were many paintings in her space that she usually painted by herself, so she could just treat it as if she had a communication with other painters.

"Of course you can go." The old man glanced at her, "Have you lived?"

"right."

"Is there anything wrong? I'm going to Mingchenzhai now. Do you want to take you there?"

"Yes! Thank you, uncle." Jiang Xiao nodded quickly.

When the old man's daughter and son-in-law saw him kidnapped the first guest in the guesthouse in the past three days, he couldn't help but look at each other, and he was helpless.

The old man's surname is Li, and he is quite talkative. Moreover, he is a local from the county town and is very familiar with the county town. He took Jiang Xiao to Mingchenzhai by bus and told her a lot of things about Mingchenzhai along the way.

When I arrived at the place, when I saw that very ancient courtyard, Jiang Xiao's eyes lit up. It was really a place that looked like ancient styles.

The three words "Mingchenzhai" are very elegant, almost bringing a little fairy spirit.
Chapter completed!