Chapter 097: One for Ten Yuan_1

Having had a dreamless night, Nan Fei washed up and, with a sketch board on her back, went downstairs to have breakfast early the next morning. When she passed the cashier, Sister Chen was not there anymore, a girl with a slim oval face was.

Despite her polite smile, the girl responded with a cold huff from her nose, giving her a look that felt like a prickling needle.

Nan Fei was completely puzzled. She once again confirmed that she wasn't seeing things wrong; this girl was hostile towards her.

It was utterly baffling.

The public square was bustling in the morning. There were tourists from other places and also locals taking a leisurely walk.

Nan Fei sat down on a bench in the square's park, propping up the paperboard she had prepared the night before. With a charcoal pencil, she wrote beautiful artistic letters on it.

Portraits, ten yuan each.

In the nineties, the price set was significantly high. Nan Fei was aware of that, yet she was unwilling to lower her price.