Chapter 847: Is it goodwill or a joke?
When Heath went over, he saw a man with an artistic appearance and dress sitting there, looking at Zoroark nervously. After noticing Heath coming, a blush appeared on his face. It can be seen that this man still has some sense of shame. He is not one of those who would go to the street to provide free drinking water to stock the refrigerator. Moreover, Heath looked at the man's dress and the things placed next to the table and roughly guessed his occupation.
Painter, or an artist? After all, painters are also considered to be in art schools, and they can do oil painting, ink painting, sketching, etc. However, recently in the world of Pokémon, there has been something called AI painting. The emergence of that thing is said to have taken away many painters' jobs and also dealt a blow to the surrealist school. After all, AI painting can quickly draw a painting that is comparable to a photo. In the future, the biggest way for painters to boast that their works are different is that they are handmade, right?
However, this one definitely looks like a painter who is not doing so well. You have to know that the gap between the rich and the poor in the profession of painter is really greater than the gap between people and dogs. A top painter can sell a painting that ordinary people can't understand at all for several million, tens of millions is no problem, and it may even exceed 100 million. But a poor painter may not be able to exchange his life's works for less than a hundred yuan. The gap is so outrageous, and the one in front of him is obviously one of those people who doesn't live so well.
Moreover, many people have a misunderstanding about painters. For example, they believe that the value of their works will double after their death . But in fact, when many unknown painters die, their works are often burned, unless they are spotted by some interested parties for hype. At that time, the paintings picked up for free may bring huge profits. However, these grassroots painters are the most vulnerable to the impact of AI.
It has to be said that the development of AI is extremely rapid. In the future, it would not be too strange if an AI specialized in writing novels appeared. By then, those poor novelists might lose their jobs.
They are brothers in distress.
"Sir, are you planning to order the braised pork rice set? It only costs 18 Alliance coins." Heath said gently. To be honest, Heath felt that his price was not expensive at all. After all, it was a braised pork rice set! The braised pork rice set Heath made tasted good and had a large portion. Heath felt that in the restaurant of his previous life, the braised pork rice set he made could be sold for 25 yuan. If it was in the golden business district, it would not be surprising to sell it for more than 30 yuan.
But Heath is not doing this for money after all. Unless the cost of the braised pork meal is really high, Heath's price will not be too high. Eighteen Alliance coins, after deducting the cost, Heath's profit is probably only three or four yuan, which is really not high. After all, there are some other expenses, labor costs and so on. Fortunately, Heath's food truck does not charge for water and electricity, otherwise he would have to count the water and electricity costs and so on.
"Um... I'm sorry, I... I really don't have any money... Can you take a look at my paintings? One... No, two, either one will do!" The man's eyes were red, and it was obvious that he was reluctant to part with his own works, but the question was, so what? People always need to eat. Heath looked at the other person's face and deeply understood what it meant to be pale and thin.
Under Heath's gaze, the man took out his painting. It was not very big . Heath took it and took a look. It seemed to be an oil painting? But Heath couldn't understand it. He didn't know much about paintings. He didn't even know the classification of these paintings. But the work in front of him looked pretty good. It was a landscape painting. The scenery on it was great.
Heath was very satisfied. This level was pretty good. He just didn't know how this man had fallen to the point where he had to sell paintings here to make a living.
Heath glanced over the man's head.
[Favorite taste: except bitter]
[Disliked taste: bitterness]
[Food requirements: Anything is fine as long as it is edible]
It was a very simple and plain request. It was obvious that the other party was really hungry, otherwise he would not be like this. Heath accepted the work and promised to exchange it for a braised pork rice set. The man thanked him crazily, with joy in his eyes that could not be concealed. Heath smiled. Doing good deeds makes people happy both physically and mentally.
"Trainer, something seems to be wrong." Zoroark looked at Heath and spoke telepathically.
"What's wrong?" Heath was a little confused. What was wrong?
"Someone was recording you and this man just now. I don't know what he is going to do." Zoroark looked at a place. Heath looked over and saw two people sitting there. They were dressed normally, but they were wearing windbreakers, which were easy to hide things. Heath's eyes narrowed and he thought of a problem, that is, his food truck and himself were both on the hot search list during this period. Simply put, he was the popularity.
In previous lives, when something became popular, many people would try to take advantage of it and start live streaming. For example, if an old man selling popcorn became popular, many people would do live streaming. Although they made money for him, they also got some dividends from the popularity. A more extreme example was Brother Coat in the previous life. He was a farmer, but he was very good at singing, so he became popular. As a result, there were people live streaming where he lived every day, and some even wanted to become his disciples in a big way. They even smashed Brother Coat’s door and rushed in to become his disciples.
Those who knew thought he was a disciple, while those who didn’t thought he was a bandit who came in to rob.
So, I am now the most popular fried chicken on the hot search list, so what if someone wants to come here to take advantage of my popularity? Heath glanced at the painter. The other party looked really thin and his clothes were also very bad, but when he found that Heath was looking at him, he smiled a little, but the guilty conscience flashed in his eyes still caught Heath's attention.
Heath's mouth twitched. He originally thought that he had done a good deed today by collecting a painting and feeding a hungry person. However, Heath did not expect that he might become the target of someone else's plot, the clown in the script. Heath wanted to know what the plot was. It would definitely be something like [The popular fried chicken Heath praised the painting of a down-and-out artist] or [Can art be measured by money? This man is insulting art!].
Their purpose was simple: to use Heath's popularity to make this painter famous and then make a lot of money.
