When the sky was bright, Zhang Daoran took Li He and the four people to the dock.

"The four of you go to pick lotus flowers, and each person gives five catties of lotus seeds to the poor Dao every day, and after ten days, you will be free......"

One person has five catties of lotus seeds, four people have twenty catties a day, and ten days have two hundred catties, which is enough for their own food. Zhang Daoran ignored the embarrassed faces of several people and turned around and went up the mountain.

"Big brother, let's run......"

Zhang Daoran went up the mountain, and Wang Bao whispered.

"Run?" A smile appeared on Li He's face: "I have found a way to make a fortune now, brothers, hurry up and work." Remember, you are not allowed to be lazy, each Taoist wants five catties, let's just ten catties per person, five catties are handed in, and five catties are left. I know a lotus seed buyer in the county, and we will sell it to him when the time comes. Ten days later, I plan to hire someone to discuss a cooperation with the Taoist chief, and I can make a lot of money from the lotus pod here...... There are also lotus roots, which can be sold for money if they are dug up. ”

Wang Bao's eyes lit up, at this time, the lotus pod had begun to dry up, and it was past the best month to eat it raw. However, at this time, the lotus pods were picked and sold, which saved the link of drying.

"Big brother, you're so smart, why didn't we think of it?"

Wang Bao's voice was a little excited: "There are so many lotus canopies here, aren't we sending them?"

"Make a fart......" Li He slapped Wang Bao: "When the time comes, you have to nod the head of the Daoist, the lotus pods here are all Daoist." However, I don't think the Taoist chief will refuse, we can make a lot of money by cooperating and splitting the account in five or five years......"

"Then what are you waiting for, let's get to work."

Zhang Ming hurriedly rowed and rushed into the lotus bush.

......

Jingchen, who arrived in the provincial capital last night, rested overnight in his rental house, and the next morning, he left for Fang's house.

got out of the car at the Fang family's suburban villa, walked to the doorman and said, "I asked Jingchen to find Old Man Fang, please talk about it." ”

There are only six villas in this suburban area, all of which are famous places for entrepreneurs in the provincial capital to retire. Naturally, for their own safety, these entrepreneurs have set up guards in the villa area, and the entry and exit are very strict.

The doorman glanced at Jing Chen, feeling very unfamiliar, and dialed the phone number of Fang's family.

Jingchen waited outside for only half a minute, and the doorman opened the telescopic door: "The Fang family is in the middle of the west No. 4 ......"

"Thank you, brother......"

Smiling at the doorman, Jingchen walked into the villa area.

There are only six villas in the area, but the area is not small, which is quite an ordinary community area. Each villa is walled with iron fences, a swimming pool in the yard, a garden, and a small golf course......

The facilities are very complete, and Jingchen is envious in his heart: "Rich people just know how to enjoy." ”

There are only six villas, divided into three rows, two in each row, and Jingchen can easily find villa No. 4. There was a middle-aged woman standing in front of the villa, who was supposed to be the Fang family's nanny.

"Jingchen, right, Old Man Fang is waiting inside. ”

Jing Chen nodded and walked into the villa under the guidance of the nanny. The villa is very luxurious, with noble furniture and noble facilities, and Jingchen inexplicably feels restrained.

Fang Sheng was sitting on the sofa, looking through the invitations one by one.

When Jingchen came, Fang Sheng didn't get up, nor did he speak, still looking at the invitation. Jing Chen's eyes swept away, and he felt a little bitter in his heart: "Before I came, Old Man Fang obviously still didn't trust my strength, and he had already found Tingting's grandfather and grandson and wrote an invitation. ”

Old man Fang is preparing with both hands, originally wanted Zhang Daoran to help write, Zhang Daoran recommended Jing Chen, Old Man Fang didn't believe Jing Chen, so he first asked Sun Guan to write a copy. How Jingchen's calligraphy is, Fang Sheng doesn't know, Sun Guan doesn't know. In just over half a month, the gods can't train a person with ordinary qualifications into a calligrapher.

Asking Sun Guan to write is a guarantee, if Jingchen's calligraphy is better than Sun Guan's, Fang Sheng will naturally use Jingchen's. If Jingchen is unbearable, he doesn't have to be in a hurry when the time comes, and the invitation written by Sun Guan will come in handy.

After more than ten minutes, Fang Sheng put down the invitation in his hand: "Jingchen is here, what are you doing sitting, standing?" Aunt Li, serve tea ......"

Jing Chen knew that Fang Sheng knew that he was here just now, and he didn't care if he neglected himself. I have no fame, and I have no connections. If it weren't for the recommendation of the Taoist chief, it would have been impossible for me to walk into such a luxurious residential area in my life.

"How's your calligraphy learning?"

Fang Sheng asked casually, a little absent-minded.

Jingchen has studied calligraphy for more than ten years, but he still has no achievements, and in just ten days, can he still be trained to calligraphy?

"The Taoist said let me go down the mountain, I don't think I've finished it. ”

This is Jing Chen's heart, compared to Zhang Daoran's calligraphy, Jing Chen thinks that he has only learned the skin, and he is far from the level of a teacher.

"Let's go, go to my study. ”

Before the tea came up, Fang Sheng stood up. Zhang Daoran's calligraphy level, Fang Sheng has seen it. Zhang Daoran is so confident that Jing Chen will go down the mountain, then Jing Chen's calligraphy level must have improved, and Fang Sheng wants to see it.

In the study, Jing Chen stood in front of the desk, feeling a little uneasy. The island in the middle of the lake has studied hard for a few days, and today it will usher in Fang Sheng's examination school, whether it is a blockbuster, or will it sink into obscurity, just today.

Taking a deep breath, Jingchen was silent for a long time.

Fang Sheng has been paying attention to Jing Chen's every move, and sighed a little in his heart: "Undecided, it is obvious that this is a lack of confidence in himself, it seems that his calligraphy attainments should not be high." ”

For three minutes, Jingchen bent down, moved his wrist, and the brush fell on the rice paper.

Jingchen's temperament has changed, there is a kind of deep mountains and old forests, bamboo forests and breezes, a hermit is unrestrained, and his mood is calm.

Fang Sheng's eyes lit up, and his heart beat faster: "Gather momentum!"

Fang Sheng is not a calligrapher, but he loves calligraphy works, and many domestic celebrities have collected calligraphy, and his appreciation of calligraphy is definitely first-class. This kind of momentum on Jingchen is the gathering momentum in the mouth of the calligrapher.

can gather momentum, and his attainments in calligraphy are definitely among the top ranks.

Putting away the contempt in his heart, Fang Sheng looked at Jing Chen's calligraphy. Smooth and natural, there is a faint momentum floating out.

"Deep mountains and wild forests, noble people. ”

Fang Sheng couldn't help but read it out, Jing Chen also finished writing the last stroke, and stood up with a sense of relief in his heart.

That feeling is easy to find, and I am very easy to immerse myself in. It seems that he is not standing in the study of the Fang family's villa, but standing in the deep mountains and forests, in the breeze of the bamboo forest, and he is a secluded master of the world.

"What does the old man think of these words?"

At this moment, Jingchen regained his confidence and felt a little proud in his heart. Fang Sheng's previous snubbing will make Fang Sheng change his previous mentality with these words. Not to mention being a guest, you should no longer despise yourself.

Fang Sheng picked up Jingchen's calligraphy, watched it for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Good words, I didn't expect it, in just ten days, the Taoist will train you to be a calligrapher, amazing, amazing......"