"Grandpa also likes to paint, but he doesn't do it often because that's what makes his work valuable. Grandpa says scarcity brings a premium, and fools love rare products."
"..."
"Grandpa enjoys country life; he says that hermits like to live in seclusion because it makes them look highbrow."
"..."
The old master and Lu Rui were dumfounded.
This idol is nothing like what they had imagined!
Shattered, the filter is broken!
Qiao Yun said indifferently, "Grandpa said..."
"Stop talking," the old master twitched his mouth corner, "If you go on, the image of Mr. Qiao will be ruined."
Indeed, they should not have delved into the idol's private life; how would he face Master Qiao's paintings now?
"Mr. Qiao really is a down-to-earth old man, truly grounded."
Lu Rui tried to salvage the image of Master Qiao in his own heart.
Qiao Yun nodded in agreement, "Mhm, Grandpa is very frugal. He will haggle with the aunties to save twenty cents."