The number of Mages here could only be greater than the number of Mages in the branch headquarters. A large number of mages had gathered in the city. Of course, there were a considerable number of shops and services in the city, and it was inevitable that mages would be the main population. Coupled with the prosperity of all kinds of trade in the river port, the business here was different from the headquarters of the Society of Sorcerers that Lin had seen before.
The biggest difference was that there was an unimaginable number of works of art here. In the headquarters of an ordinary branch, one's first thought would be to be careful.
The works of art that appeared in the Mages' group were usually cursed or had other strange magical effects. They were all things that could not be explained or imagined with common sense. In this place, they were just ordinary works of art.
But now, what attracted a certain someone's attention was a small portrait. If compared to the style of Earth, it would be in the style of the Renaissance. There were changes in light and shadow, use of color, and fine lines on the skin.
Before this, Lin had seen the paintings that some nobles were proud of. They were like mosaics, with monotonous color blocks pieced together into meaningful patterns. In the mouths of those nobles, the value of a painting was based on the number of people in the painting. The more lines there were, the more complicated they were.
A certain person looked at a painting that was no different from an Egyptian mural. At most, there were some trees and mountains in the background. A group of nobles bragged about it for a high price. Just like on Earth, the so-called art was all hype.
"What? Do you know this woman?"
Lich's voice came from the side. A certain man who was immersed in the art broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly said, "How would I know her? I'm looking at the technique of this painting. "
"Technique? It's just a painting. What technique can there be? Wouldn't it be more realistic if you took pictures or recorded it with the Arcane Eye like you said? "
"No, no, no. This is different. Besides, even if it's a picture, there will still be differences between people who know how to take pictures and those who don't. You've seen the horrible pictures of the products on the forum, right? "
"Indeed." After thinking for a while, Fen asked, "What's the difference?"
Lin was like a chatterbox. From the angle of the light source, the position of the shadow, the handling of the distance, and the three-dimensional presentation, these were all the knowledge of photography. When he was on Earth, he had touched a professional camera for a period of time and had more or less learned some relevant knowledge. When it came to painting, there was also the choice of colors, the difference between warm and cool colors. This was a different field of knowledge from photography.
There were all kinds of sayings. Because he was not an art major, he could only say whatever came to his mind. Even if there was a mistake in it, a certain someone had no way of knowing. In the end, he concluded that this painting was good. The pile of nonsense from before was actually just a more specific discussion to explain what was so good about this painting. At the end of the day, feelings were subjective.
It was only after he finished speaking that Lin realized that he was surrounded by a group of people who were staring at him with their mouths agape. At the same time, there was a well-groomed person standing in front of him. He had the same emblem as the painting shop, so he should be the owner or employee of the painting shop.
Seeing that the other party was also staring at him in a daze, and from time to time looking at the portrait in his hand, Lin smiled shyly and said, "Ah, I'm so sorry. I've been holding your painting for so long. How much is it? Please name a price, I'll buy it. "As he said that, Lin picked up his money bag and prepared to take out money.
"No, no, no, Mr. Mage. I've learned a lot from listening to your explanation. I can give this painting to you directly, but please say more. " The owner of the painting shop relied on his vision and eloquence to do business. The former was more important than the value of the item, it was more important to look at the person. The latter, no matter what was done, was very important.
The mage in front of him was wearing a small mage shawl and a golden tassel. The pattern on his shoulder was a very rare design. It was a three-headed monkey that was pieced together by many small squares.
The shop owner was not clear about this mage's reputation in the world of mages, but in the world of merchants, this mage was recognized as an apostle of the God of Wealth. He might even be a saint who walked in this world. With this kind of opportunity to ask for advice and even get closer to him, how could he not try?
Lin Li was still on guard against this kind of inexplicable enthusiasm. The most important thing was that he was out of ideas. If Marco Lin explained the mathematical formula of the celestial bodies to the shop owner, he was sure that he would not be able to finish it even if he talked for seven days and seven nights. But when it came to art, his explanation with Fen was already a masterpiece. He did not hold back at all.
Therefore, how could he expose his shortcomings? He smiled and took out a few gold coins, saying, "I'll take the painting. Take this money as the price for asking for advice from the artist of this painting. "
"Well …" The shop owner hesitated for a moment and immediately smiled again. He said eagerly, "Please wait a moment. I'll record who bought this painting from in the account book. Even if it's not the artist of the painting, it will definitely be related. "
After a while, the shop owner who had entered the painting shop quickly ran out with a large account book, followed by a clerk. The shop owner used the clerk as a temporary bookshelf and let him hold it while he flipped through it on the spot. Soon, he found the original purchase record of the painting and said, "The person who sold this painting was a wandering mage. He claimed to be Leonardo, son of Piero from Wenxi Village. A nameless mage, completely different from Mr. Cupwood. "The shop owner pointed out Lin Li's name with a smile and flattered him a little.
But when Lin Li heard the name, he felt a lingering sense of familiarity … But seeing that more and more people were gathering around, Lin Li had a feeling that he would not be able to leave if he did not leave now. He grabbed a handful of gold coins and stuffed them into the shop owner's hand, saying, "Thank you for telling me. If you ever meet that magician again, please convey my respect. "
The group squeezed through the crowd with difficulty, and Lin Li played with the small portrait in his hand. At this time, it was Halloumi's turn to complain. She said, "Teacher, you never taught me this."
"Uh." The blonde girl was very talented in this area, even more talented than Lin Li in magic. She was an example of how it was a pity to be a mage. But no matter the reason, it was a fact that Lin Li had never taught her this knowledge. Rolling his eyes, Lin opened his mouth and said, "Isn't this because you have your own ideas about painting and other creations? If I tell you too much and you don't figure it out yourself, it will only mold you into what I imagine you to be. In this way, it's better to not say anything and let you freely express yourself, jumping out of the framework I know. My expectations for you are higher than what you feel. "
"Really?" The blonde girl smiled foolishly without any ulterior motives. The people next to her who were more familiar with the ways of the world could tell that Lin Li's words were just an excuse. But the girl actually believed it, and everyone was worried about her future.
After safely passing another hurdle, Lin Li laughed and prepared to return to the inn where he was staying to have a good rest. But when he turned around, he accidentally bumped into someone. Fortunately, neither side was knocked down or injured, so after greeting each other, they went their separate ways.
Uzov, who was following behind Lin Li, and his companions could be considered experienced and knowledgeable. How could they not understand this trick? He grabbed the suspected pickpocket and said loudly, "Mr. Tripwood, I think something is missing from your body. Maybe you should hurry up and find out what you're missing. "
Lin Li still had a smile on his face. "How could I possibly have something missing? I'm so alert, who can take something from me? It's fine, don't hurt anyone. Let him go. "
Hearing the confident words of the victim, the man sneered inwardly and shook off Uzov who was holding him. After saying a few superficial words, he burrowed into the crowd and left quickly.
But even if they didn't notice it immediately, most people could tell that something was wrong. Only the one who might have had his wallet stolen was still smiling as he looked in the direction the man left. Although everyone was puzzled, but they didn't ask.
Uzov and the others weren't familiar enough to question the other party. A few straightforward silver-bearded dwarves couldn't figure it out. Two apprentices wouldn't question their teacher on something that they shouldn't do. But Lich wasn't one of them.
In fact, Fen was quite aware of that little action. And to be able to integrate most of the functions of the Arcane Eyes into his almost instinctive system, it was impossible for a certain someone to not notice. So she asked, "What do you think? Giving away money for free? That's not how you do charity. "
"Didn't we previously master the curse of the God of Plagues?" A certain someone said implicitly. Moreover, Wizards grasping part of the might of divine power through various methods and rituals wasn't big news. In fact, what he mastered was much more advanced than that. "… So I made some gadgets related to plagues and curses. But I haven't tried them yet. I'm a good person, how could I casually let such a scourge go out and harm people? I just happened to run into someone courting death. He delivered himself to my doorstep. I didn't want to harm him. So what happened to him in the end has nothing to do with me. Wait a few days, then go take a look at his miserable state. Let's see if the results of my magic experiment are as I imagined. "
Suddenly, the man who should have gone far away magically appeared on the road where everyone was walking. He greeted them warmly and respectfully held a money bag. It was a cloth bag with gold coins that a certain someone took out when buying a painting in an art shop. The man said, "Sir Wizard, you're really careless. I noticed that you dropped your money bag. So I hurriedly brought it to you. "
"Oh? Is this really mine? "
"It must be yours, it must be yours. I saw it fall out of your arms with my own eyes. "
Lin suspiciously took the money bag, took out a pale green coin from it, and held it forward, saying: "Thank you for bringing this back. This is a kiel (gold coin) as a token of my appreciation. "
If the pickpocket was still suspicious, then after seeing this strange coin, how could he dare to take it? The pickpocket shook his head repeatedly, saying that he didn't dare, and ran away in a flash.
"Tsk!" Lin clicked his tongue, and regretfully put the thing back into his bosom. At this time, the people following behind and watching the show were certain of one thing, that this man was a fraud!
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