This is written by He Jin's grandfather, his grandfather is a very famous talent, and He Jin's calligraphy and painting are also quite his grandfather's true biography, very stylish. ”

He Jin is the master of Mingchen Zhai, and Uncle Li told Jiang Xiao all the way just now.

Said that this He Jin is a talent, but also a businessman, a good set of old houses, but also with a garden, used to be accepted by the public, and then very capable of finding someone, to ask back, spent a sum of money to repair it after making an open book gallery, sell calligraphy, but also collect calligraphy and paintings to sell, from time to time also hold a poetry will be a painting meeting, let those people make trouble in it, the garden is a little unpresentable.

The door plaque of Mingchen Zhai was the plaque of his grandfather's study in the past, and he directly removed it and hung it on the door, which became the name of the gallery, and it was also very casual.

After Jiang Xiao heard this, he was still quite curious about He Jin.

Originally, she thought that He Jin would be a tall and thin young man with a very crazy temperament, but when He Jin really stood in front of her, she almost squirted.

The man in front of him, who is close to 1.9 meters tall, has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and has long hands and legs, is He Jin?

He Jin looked to be twenty-three or fourteen years old at most, with a flat head, a very high nose bridge, very straight and straight, slightly plump lips, and a very sunny appearance, wearing a gray shirt and trousers, but the trouser legs were pulled up to the calves.

Seeing Uncle Li, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Lao Li, your face is not very good-looking?

Burst!

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but squirt.

Shit flowers bloom rich?

As soon as she spoke, He Jin glanced at her, and then her eyes lit up, "Huh, is it a goddaughter? ”

Jiang Xiao felt a row of crows rattle over his forehead.

This He Jin is really handsome enough, but this temperament and this mouth are really too jumpy.

Uncle Li glared at him angrily and said to Jiang Xiao: "I forgot to tell you that when I bought that painting that day, this kid kept telling me that it was shit." ”

"Yes, it was supposed to be shit, but I said it, you didn't listen, five hundred yuan moved shit back. He Jin spread his hands and looked at Jiang Xiao again: "Sister, do you know how to draw?"

Otherwise, Lao Li wouldn't have told her this, and he wouldn't have brought her over.

He Jin felt that he still had this kind of eyesight.

Jiang Xiao pursed his lips and said, "I can also paint." Uncle Li said, guests can also paint on the spot when they come to you, and they can also be consigned here, right?"

"Well, that's right, and if I catch my eye, I can buy it," He Jin grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "and then sell it for some extra money! ”

Doodle ...... for little children

Jiang Xiao felt that he had received a critical attack of 10,000 points.

"Okay, I'll go back and sell my teacher's paintings, okay?" After thinking about it, she thought that she might as well keep a low profile for the time being.

"That's fine. He Jin nodded, "Take some level, have you seen Lao Li's painting of flowers blooming and rich? ”

Uncle Li was so angry by his words that he choked again.

It's really poking the knife again and again.

However, Jiang Xiao really felt that Uncle Li's economic conditions should be very good, and his depression was not because of the five hundred yuan, but because of the painting.