Chapter 7 - Selling Drawings

He drew comic style drawings.

In 20 years' time, it would be common to have street artists drawing comic style portraits.

But in this era, it was still a novelty.

The bright pink bandage on Jiangbei's forehead made him look like a true street artist.

He drew so seriously, as if every stroke had to be carefully thought through before drawing.

As he was busy drawing, he thought about his wife and daughter, making one stroke at a time.

When he thought about how he could let his wife and daughter live a good life, a faint but heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

He had unintentionally attracted many pedestrians.

"What is this man drawing?"

One by one, people approached him. There were even some nosy people who went behind Jiang Bei. They took a glance at his drawing and were immediately shocked.

These people aroused the curiosity of those who were standing by even more.

Suddenly, more and more people gathered around him. Although many people were discussing in private and pointed at Jiang Bei's drawing as he painted, everyone maintained the most basic courtesy, silence.

They were immersed in the way he drew.

The expression on Jiang Bei's face alternated between happiness and hesitation. Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly laughed and continued to draw.

He was like a madman, but he was crazy and serious at the same time.

After about ten minutes, this simple drawing that took a lot of effort was finally completed!

When Jiang Bei raised his head, he saw dozens of people surrounding him and looking at him.

"Sir, are you done drawing? What is it?"

"Can you show it to us?" Immediately, someone asked.

Jiang Bei was stunned. He clearly did not expect that he would attract so much attention. In fact, he was taking advantage of the time when there were not many people around to feel more at ease.

"Of course." Jiang Bei smiled and nodded. Then, he turned the drawing board over.

The two figures, one big and one small, appeared in everyone's eyes.

It was just a simple drawing, but it was extremely lifelike. The figures were beaming in joy.

"This drawing... is amazing!"

"Sir, is this comic? Who are they to you? Why were you so serious while drawing?"

"Do you even need to ask? It's obvious that they are his wife and daughter! Hahaha!"

"Hey! They are so lucky to be with you!"

"Can you draw one for me too? I'll pay you. I have their photos here."

"..."

Before Jiang Bei could introduce his business, someone took the initiative to ask.

"Don't worry, everyone. I'm here today to sell drawings. One costs ten yuan," Jiang Bei said with a smile.

This was his way of doing business. He would never make money without conscience, because such a drawing would not cost him much energy.

His skill was worth 10 yuan and was not too expensive in this era.

Moreover, if there were models, it would take about five minutes to draw such a drawing.

While the others were still hesitating, a young man pulled a young girl over.

"Only 10 yuan for such a drawing? Draw one for me and my partner!"

"10 yuan for a drawing, isn't that a bit expensive?" The girl couldn't help but say.

"It's not expensive. Look at his drawing. It's definitely worth this money!" The young man said with a determined look.

"Then, alright..." The woman hesitated for a moment, but agreed eventually.

"Please stand over there for a moment. I draw very quickly. Pay me if you are satisfied. Otherwise, I will redraw it. If you don't want it anymore, that's fine too," Jiang Bei said with a smile.

"Okay."

Five minutes later, a drawing of a man and a woman appeared on the paper.

The man had a big nose, and the woman's eyes were also very big. Her eyelashes were lifted more than in real life.

The young man who always felt self-conscious about others saying that his nose was big laughed out loud when he saw the picture. "It's so lifelike! Your drawing is really good."

"Are you two satisfied?" Jiang Bei asked.

"Yes, here is 10 yuan. Thank you for your drawing."

"You're welcome." Jiang Bei stood up and nodded.

The young man and woman held hands and left with the drawing and laughter.

"I want one too! Draw one for me and my wife too!"

"We're a family of three. It's also 10 yuan for three people?"

"Everyone, please line up. No matter how many people are in the drawing, it's 10 yuan," Jiang Bei said. "The mall is open for business. You should go inside and take a look. There's no need to rush. I'll be here the whole day."

After the first couple, many people thought that 10 yuan was enough to make their partner or wife happy. If she wasn't here, they could just show him a photo and ask him to draw it. Then, they'll bring the surprise home.

It was worth it.

Jiangbei's business was gradually improving.

When it was nine o'clock and the shopping mall was already open for business, there were still quite a number of people around Jiangbei.

Although most of them were just watching the show, there was definitely no shortage of customers as there was a large crowd.

What Jiang Bei was selling was the idea of "10 yuan to make your wife happy". This was something men basically would not refuse.

As a result, his business was so good that it that he got a large sum of money just by selling drawings.