"This is good for future generations, and the embroidery technology will be carried forward. Ye Yurou said that she deeply knows how much commercial value this embroidery can bring, and if this painting is damaged because of this reason, it will be a loss for all mankind.

Ye Cheng shook his head slightly and said, "No one will know this kind of embroidery technique." From now on, it will not appear again. ”

Bai Ze was slightly startled and said, "Could it be that this painting is ......?"

Ye Cheng sighed and said, "That's right, it's that person from the Tang Dynasty." ”

After speaking, Ye Cheng stood up, looked at the painting twice, got up and left, and walked to his room on the second floor.

Xu Shanshan was still more worried about what happened to Ye Cheng at the auction, and asked, "Miss Ye, do you have any clues at the auction?"

Ye Yurou shook her head and said, "I've been staying at the auction venue, if you want to ask for any news, you can go directly to Mr. Ye." ”

"Oh well. Xu Shanshan nodded, stood up, and was about to ask Ye Cheng.

However, she was attracted by Chen Tianzhen's next words.

"Handsome man, do you know the origin of this painting, can you tell me about it?" asked Chen Tianzhen.

Bai Ze swept his eyes and saw that these young and beautiful women were all looking at him with a pair of big watery eyes, coughed lightly, straightened their clothes, and slowly walked to the position before Ye Cheng.

"Since you want to hear it so much, then I'll tell you about it!" Bai Ze suddenly burst into high spirits, his mouth was like a river, and he kept talking.

This embroidery scroll is just a very small story, Bai Ze and Ye Cheng have experienced this incident and are a little impressed, so they have not forgotten it to this day.

That was during the Wulu period of the Tang Dynasty.

The Tang Dynasty was so great that all countries came to worship.

Chang'an was the most glorious city in the world at that time.

With its splendor and mind, it welcomes tourists and envoys from all directions, and there are many evangelists on the street, and Chang'an is inclusive here.

All outsiders want to see the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, and there are even envoys from major countries who come to the Hajj to see them, and their momentum is huge, and the team is majestic, but it is far less than 1/12 of Chang'an, which makes them ashamed of themselves.

Ye Cheng and Bai Ze walked through Bian Que Avenue and came to the markets on both sides.

Because Ye Cheng and Bai Ze were hungry for all kinds of food on the streets of the Tang Dynasty, they walked there almost every day and tasted all kinds of food.

After eating the perfect meal, he wanders the streets all day.

On the first day of early summer, Ye Cheng and Bai Zeren held a bowl of spicy soup in one hand, and dipped in the soup with a hu cake in the other hand.

"When will you finish eating this Chang'an delicacy?" Bai Ze asked.

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "After living for so long, you can't eat enough, do you still want to finish eating?"

Bai Ze smiled and said, "It's best to eat enough, it's delicious!"

After speaking, Bai Ze took another sip of Hu spicy soup, and suddenly felt comfortable.

"We're going to see the excitement over there, let's go see it too?" Bai Ze asked.

Ye Cheng looked at the place where Bai Ze was pointing, then swallowed the spicy soup in the bowl in his hand, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

"Let's go!"

Ye Cheng put the bowl on the tea table next to him and said, "Boss, I'll give you a bowl and ask for a bowl of tea for a while." ”

"Okay!"

Seeing this, Bai Ze also gulped down the spicy soup with white gas in the bowl, and suddenly felt that his tongue and throat were suddenly burned, and he hurriedly took a few breaths, but this is not winter, and the breath inhaled is also hot, but it relieves a little bit of hotness.

Bai Ze didn't have Ye Cheng's repair ability, and he didn't want to use spells to eat these things, so fortunately he bent the Hu Cake in his hand.

Bai Ze took another sip of Hu spicy soup, and while in pain, he poured the rest of the Hu spicy soup on top of the Hu cake.

"Boss, don't forget that I still have a bowl here!" Bai Ze shouted.

Ye Cheng was eating Hu cakes while leaning into the circle of people.

Bai Ze was afraid that this spicy soup would soak the Hu cake, so he blew it, drank all the Hu spicy soup inside, and then took a big bite of the Hu cake, chewing it while walking towards the crowd.

In the center of the crowd, there was a man dressed in cloth, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a somewhat delicate appearance, but there was a little bloodshot in his eyes.

There were several patches on his clothes, but the color of the cloth was extremely similar, and it could be seen that although this man had no money, he had some good face.

The man sat on the edge of the street with an embroidery depicting two mandarin ducks in front of him, swimming on the water.

"This embroidery is also beautiful, with clear colors and lifelike. ”

"But it's a little less expressive. ”

"You and I are both literati, and you still watch this?"

"That's right, female embroidery, it's okay for you to look at a painting, look at this, isn't it a layman?"

"Nonsense, embroidery paintings are also paintings, pen and ink paintings are also paintings, they are all pictures, but they are the same branches. ”

"Don't pretend if you don't understand!"

The crowd of onlookers were all in high spirits, brightly dressed, and the person sitting on the ground was clearly distinguished.

"How's it going?" Bai Ze said inarticulately, chewing on the cake in his mouth.

Ye Cheng stared at this embroidery, smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "It's not good, this embroidery doesn't have the grace that a female worker should have, and I can't see a little tenderness, if I guess correctly, this embroidery is made by a man, and then I guess right, then this painting, haha." ”

Bai Ze's eyes widened, and the crumbs of the cake in his mouth sprayed out with the words, and asked, "You mean that this embroidery was made by this man?"

When the people around heard Ye Cheng and Bai Ze's words, the discussion became louder.

"Embroidery made by men?"

"What a joke!"

"If it's true, that's really ridiculous!"

"That's right, if you don't study hard, you can get fame and serve the country, but you just do embroidery as a female worker, which really makes people laugh off their big teeth. ”

"Hey, really, I thought it was the finished embroidery of a lady, but I didn't expect it to be made by a man, and the face is sold here!"

Ye Cheng and Bai Ze glanced at each other, took a bite of the Hu Cake at the same time, and ate the Hu Cake in their hands completely.

Ye Cheng chewed the cake in his mouth, walked over and squatted in front of the man, picked up the male worker's embroidery, and looked at it carefully.

"If you don't buy it, put it down. The man said.

Ye Cheng glanced at him and said, "If you don't see if the goods are good, how do you know if you want to buy them?"

"Didn't you just say it! ”

Ye Cheng sneered and said, "I didn't say that. ”

"Then do you want to buy it?" the man asked, a little impatient.

"How much?" Ye Cheng asked with a smile.

"Ten taels. ”

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the audience gasped.

"Grab the money!"

"That is, ten taels of silver are not the women's work of famous girls. ”

"Such a crude embroidery, I don't want to give it away for free, and I still want to sell it at a sky-high price?"

Ye Cheng turned his head and glared at these people, and said, "You didn't force you to buy and sell, don't you go crazy, okay?"