"The gold thread in the carpet was pulled out and sold for 30,000 oceans, and the reregulated carpet was sold for another 30,000 oceans. ”

"In addition to the capital and workers' wages, Mr. Zhang Boju gave a lot of the rest of the money to his friend Yu Shuyan. ”

"It is true that luck depends on luck, but there must be strength. ”

Under the bright palace lamp, on the ancient chair, listening to the whispers outside the window, listening to Jin Feng's narration of the past hundred years, time seems to be slowly reversing, slowly returning to the past.

"Mr. Jin, then does my father have a legendary friendship with Mr. Zhang Boju?"

Mr. Zhao held a jade ashtray from Jin Feng in both hands, and his hoarse voice carried a little expectation.

Jin Feng took his right hand and flicked it lightly on Mr. Zhao's bare head, pressing a millineedle and then missing a trace.

Mr. Zhao snorted, his hands shook irregularly, and a large piece of water in the ashtray spilled out.

Zhang Jiakai stood up with a pout, his eyes were nervous, and he looked at his father worriedly, full of concern, and his eyes were full of indignation.

After a while, Mr. Zhao's hand slowly calmed down, and the water in the ashtray was still rippling slightly.

"Sprinkled one hundred and fifty milliliters of water. ”

"I owe me fifteen paintings. ”

Jin Feng finished measuring the remaining water in the ashtray, indifferently reported the number in his mouth, and began to do scraping for Mr. Zhao.

"Gua sha is an ancient tradition in our country, and it was once considered ignorant witchcraft abroad. ”

"Your body has been pampered for too long, and it is cold. Born and raised in Shenzhou, he even forgot the gua sha of his ancestors to invigorate blood and eliminate blood stasis, drive away evil spirits and detoxify. ”

Mr. Zhao, who was lying on the bed, bit the towel, grabbed the sheets tightly with both hands, and let out a cow's wheezing howl in his nostrils.

Zhang Jiakai watched from the side as Jin Feng hung heavily on his father's already weak back with black buffalo horns from top to bottom, and watched one red spot after another glow with dark red blood particles under the pull of the horns.

These blood grains are sha!

The corners of Zhang Jiakai's mouth trembled, and he wanted to go up and grab Jin Feng's horn several times, but he held back stiffly, and his heart hurt terribly.

"Although your father and Mr. Zhang Boju are both the four sons of the Republic of China, they don't have much intersection. ”

"Your father became famous when he was young, and at that time, the entire Northeast belonged to your Zhang family, and there were many more aircraft and artillery than some people. ”

"The two of them have a bad relationship, and it's all hearsay. ”

scraped a hard sha, and then gave the last procedure, the fire cup.

These are the most traditional health care treatments in Shenzhou that have never been seen by the second generation like Zhang Jiakai.

As far as he is concerned, these are really the most superstitious forms of witchcraft.

Especially when he saw the old meat on his father's back being sucked into lumps by the fire cup, his disgust for Jin Feng deepened.

Suddenly, Zhang Jiakai blinked his eyes, revealing a hint of surprise.

My father didn't know when he had fallen asleep, and he slept so soundly.

This made Zhang Jiakai startled. When he got closer, Zhang Jiakai suddenly opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it anymore.

His father's hands didn't tremble, and such a magical medical skill completely subverted Zhang Jiakai's cognition.

"You, you...... How did you do that?"

"I am an immortal. ”

When the time came, Jin Feng removed the fire pot and cleaned up the guys, whispered a few words to Zhang Jiakai and left.

"Mr. Kim, I would like to ask you a question. ”

"How many paintings do you expect to have to restore my father to his original state?"

"In fact, our Zhang family doesn't have much savings for you. ”

Jin Feng smiled indifferently without looking back, and said softly: "You don't count what you said about this." ”

"Your adoptive father was more thoughtful than you before he came to me to look for him. ”

"At this point, you are really inferior to your adoptive father. ”

The moment he opened the door, Zhang Jiakai suddenly said, "Are you for the Nine Dragons?"

Jin Feng's footsteps faltered and said lightly: "I want more than the Nine Dragons Map." ”

Zhang Jiakai snorted and said coldly: "If my father doesn't give you the Nine Dragons Map, what can you do?"

Jin Feng responded lightly: "No one dares to owe me anything. ”

"Including the king who lives in this house. ”

After saying this, Jin Feng put the guy at the door: "Wash it for me." Remember to sterilize at high temperatures. ”

After cooking Mr. Zhao, Jin Feng entered another house with a cigarette in his mouth.

This house was originally occupied by the Seventh Ancestor, and Zheng Wei didn't have the Seventh Ancestor's share when he came.

As soon as the special plane of the Buddha Kingdom arrived at noon today, all the guys in this house were replaced with the most extravagant and luxurious palace royal use.

The carpet woven with gold wire, the furniture covered with gold and gemstones, and even Zheng Wei's dragon bed were transported.

When Jin Feng came in, Zheng Wei was lying on the comfortable and soft priceless bed, enjoying the attentive service of the maids, and all kinds of unsightly pictures were outrageous.

"If you want to make it to Elysium as soon as possible, these women are obviously not enough. ”

Zheng Wei smiled without any embarrassment, swallowed slowly in front of Jin Feng, and buckled the golden silk alpaca pajamas worth 100,000 Daolang.

Jin Feng shouted coldly, "One last warning to you, Your Majesty Zheng Wei." If you don't listen to me, then please leave immediately. ”

Zheng Wei's face was bright, and he waved helplessly to let the delicate and beautiful maids get out.

I took a large cigar of national gift Havana, cut off the mouthpiece and finished baking, and handed it to Jin Feng with a smile.

"I haven't touched a woman in half a year. I also have my needs. ”

"That's right!"

"What did you think about what I told you yesterday?"

Zheng Wei sat on the jeweled throne and cocked Erlang's legs, pressed the thumb-sized six-line star sapphire on the throne with one hand, and grabbed the big cigar with the other hand, raised his head high at Jin Feng and spit out a big smoke ring.

The two treatments have made the strange poison in Zheng Wei's place have subsided, and although Zheng Wei still has a lot of dark spots and black spots on his body and face, his spirit looks not much different from a normal person.

For Zheng Wei, who was destined to reign over the world from birth, his momentum and aura were quite powerful.

"Put away your arrogance and power, and in front of me, you are a waste. ”

Jin Feng unceremoniously snatched the big cigar from Zheng Wei's mouth, picked up his expensive gold silk nightgown, wrapped the big cigar with his backhand, and rubbed it hard.

The world's most expensive alpaca wool emitted a burst of burnt stench, and the nightgown, which was worth 100,000 dollars, burned a big hole in itself in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Wei's face sank and he roared in a low voice: "You dare to burn my clothes." ”

Jin Feng grabbed his ear, pinched his thumb and index finger hard, and smiled scornfully: "Be honest with me!"

The meteorite popped out and stabbed viciously.

A pig-killing scream tore through the night sky, echoing for a long time in the drizzly night.

With Jin Feng's greeting, Princess Lin immediately ordered all the maids to be driven out of the mansion and moved to another place to live.

Although Zheng Wei's life is now saved, it will take a long time for follow-up treatment. In order for her little brother to live longer, Princess Lin really worked hard.

After being alone with Princess Lin, who was the remnant of the wick, and after saying a lot of words, Jin Feng returned to his room and took out the picture of visiting friends in Cuishan that he had picked up today to clean up and repair.

Cuishan is also the Taihua Mountain in the south where Fan Kuan lived in seclusion, and now the original site of the mountain shape of this painting can still be found in Taihua Mountain.

This is also one of the ironclad proofs that this painting is Fan Kuan's authenticity.

There is no exact record of Fan Kuan's birth and death in history, some people say that he was a cultivator, and some people say that he lived for more than 100 years.

Like Li Bai, he is a wine fairy. But all the people who are good at wine have extremely free and easy personalities, and it is this kind of character that has created a major feature of Fan Kuan's landscape paintings.

Fan Kuan's self-created rain drops have had an unimaginable impact on future generations, and he was also selected by the First Empire as one of the top 100 most influential people for mankind in the last thousand years, ranking 59th.

The great master of the Southern Song Dynasty, Li Tang, was eager to learn from Fan Kuan, and later Ma Yuan, Xia Gui and others learned from Li Tang, so that almost all the landscape paintings of the entire Southern Song Dynasty came from Fan Kuan's family.

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