"Little girl, can he really write and paint without looking at the paper?" a middle-aged man curiously touched his chin and asked.
He glanced at Prince Luling, then at the paper.
Li Yuzhu nodded, "Yes, the size of a palm for one character costs one coin, and a painting to hang in the central hall is thirty coins per piece. Would you like a few characters, or perhaps a painting?"
The middle-aged man was dressed quite elegantly, wearing a green gauze hat, and had a fair and clean look, resembling a scholar.
"Alright, write me a few characters," the middle-aged man casually said four words, "Diligence can make up for clumsiness, just those four words, write them well for me."
Prince Luling dipped the brush in some ink and began to write with flair.
The four characters, each the size of a palm, were completed in one go.
The handwriting was vigorous and strong.
Especially the vertical strokes, which hung down like a sword.
