This suited Li Banfeng's needs perfectly.
The stall owner hurried over to greet him. "Sir, are you interested in this Beauty Painting? You have good taste. Since I set up my stall today, I've sold over a dozen. If you had arrived a bit later, they might have all been gone."
"This painting is usually sold for sixty, but today is your lucky day. I have something urgent and need to close the stall early, so let's make a deal at fifty-five. What do you think?"
Li Banfeng shook his head. "I'm not here to buy a painting."
Upon hearing this, the stall owner's enthusiasm waned. "This is a painting stall. If you're not buying, perhaps check out other places."
Li Banfeng said, "I want to learn painting from you."
The stall owner was taken aback. "Learn painting from me? Are you joking?"
"No joke. Name your price."
The stall owner was in a quandary. "How could I possibly set a price? I can't paint."
"You can't? Then who painted these?"
