Chapter 0075: How about just enlarge the bed photo and hang it on the wall (2 / 2)

But the floor of the checkroom had been littered with luxury bag boxes.

This house alone is surprising enough, with all these big Hermes and Chanel brands just sitting around so casually in a house you haven’t even moved into yet.

And it’s all unopened.

“Your house is so big, it should be the biggest house in all of South City.” Mu Xiao said without seeing any knowledge.

“It’s okay, you haven’t seen the mansion of the richest Tang family yet, it takes ten minutes for the car to drive from the gate to the villa.”

“That’s a lot of wasted time getting out of the house, and even more trouble getting to work.”

“What classes?” Lin Wan asked back in disbelief.

Mako forgot that people who can live in this kind of house, where still need to go to work from nine to five ah.

It’s the poor who need to go to work.

“You’re ready to move already?” Mako asked, looking at the items stacked on the floor of the checkroom.

“Not yet, my current checkroom at home is only half the size of this one, and everything is full out, so these things are simply shipped straight here. But now how come I think this checkroom is still small too? I don’t know if I can still change it to be bigger.”

Lin Wan herself likes shopping is one aspect, favorite big brands are directly about every season have new goods directly sent over.

There are also gifts from brands, or other people.

Anyway, the family’s own checkroom really isn’t enough is all.

This checkroom is also a bit of a mystery, so I guess it will be filled up with her soon.

Mako shut up and didn’t ask any more questions, right now one more question was a blitzkrieg on his own perceptions.

After touring the house, the two stood in front of the wall that needed to be painted.

The wall that Mu Xiao did the wall painting on was 4.2 meters high and 3.6 meters wide, a larger area than the wall that Lv Xinyao asked her to paint.

This wall is now a white wall, it has been painted, Lin Wan wants to transform into a wall drawing, the outside with a frame design, the overall painting will shrink a little bit, but the project is also considered to be huge.

“Do you know Tang Pak Fu’s Secret Record of Mandarin Ducks?” Lin Wan asked.

Mako was still pondering on the way what kind of aphrodisiac this rich man wanted to fix, and at this moment it was clear:

“You want me to copy the painting from the Secret of the Mandarin Ducks?”

The Secret Record of the Mandarin Ducks, also known as the “Fengyu Jiechangtu”, is one of the few treasures of ancient overlay prints, with each picture being accompanied by a poem, making a total of one hundred pictures, although there are only 96 of them now.

“Well, see which one is suitable and help me get it on the wall.” Lin Wan said sardonically.

“Can …… ask you why you came to me?”

“Out of the blue, I also suddenly thought of it the other day when I saw you painting, anyway, this wall is all yours.”

Rich people are really spontaneous, Mako cried out in her heart.

But this work is not so well done, that prints, in ancient times, were forbidden to be printed.

Backwoods people, who had nothing better to do than reprint that stuff, she didn’t even have anything decent to refer to.

“All I could do was follow the diagrams on the internet-“

“It’s okay, you can be creative too, it doesn’t have to be exactly the same, as long as it’s a vernal picture.”

“……”

Painting two dogs on the wall would actually achieve that effect for you.

Yuck, it’s kind of gross.

Mu Xiao heart that ten thousand horses galloped and dust flew ah.

“There are too many of these paintings, do you have an intention in mind, or one that you like better?” Mu Xiao now opened his cell phone and searched for The Secret Record of the Mandarin Ducks.

She only knew of such an awesome ancient print, and she had looked closely at the exact painting on it.

This album has roomy wild ones, exposed and hidden, women and women?

The diagrams on the internet are too blurry.

So many pictures, I wonder which one this oddball young lady likes to have in her boudoir.

“Anything.” Lin Wan’s head came up, her right hand resting on her cheek.