When the old man saw Canghai's appearance, he knew that Canghai was very satisfied with the car, of course, if someone gave him a car, he would be very satisfied, and things that didn't cost him money were of course good things, even if they weren't good things, they were in a better mood.

"What kind of car is this? The front of the car is still a phoenix, is it domestic, in my opinion, this thing is almost as good as a big red flag?" said the old man playfully.

When the car arrived, the old man also asked, but the person sent by Akio Matsuda had a very tight tone and a very serious look, and did not tell the old man what kind of car it was.

Canghai smiled and said, "Try it in a circle?"

"May I sit?" the old man asked in surprise.

Canghai said happily: "What can sit or not, isn't it just a car, this car is called the century, Toyota's top luxury car, the emperor of Japan is sitting in this brand of car, compared to the big red flag, that is, two million cars, fortunately, there are very few things in China, and it is not strange that ordinary people don't know it."

Saying that, Canghai opened the car door and motioned for the old man to get in the car.

The old man was a little embarrassed now, because Canghai opened the back door.

"I'd better sit in the front, I like to sit in the front," said the old man.

The old man was very discerning, he didn't want to leave a bad impression on Canghai because of the car, although he didn't know that Canghai was the boss behind the scenes, but Wen Yiyi's friend didn't want to offend.

Canghai didn't know that the old man thought so much because of the problems in the front and back of the car, and he didn't care too much about these things, but when he saw that the old man wanted to sit in front, he snapped and closed the rear door.

"It's up to you, but I'm talking ahead, this car, you have to sit in the back seat to be comfortable, don't you see that there are only two seats in the back seat?" Canghai said as he sat in the car.

The snow in Sijiaping Village is very large, but the snow in the town is much smaller, almost only covering a thin layer of the ground, which does not affect people and vehicles at all.

Canghai drove out of the nursery and circled the road in the town twice, although he didn't realize the row of seats in the back, but he felt quite good to drive. Although the Japanese are hated, they still have two hands in machinery, and they are really no worse than Europeans in terms of comfort and the ability to play space.

After coming back from a circle, Canghai parked the car back in the garage, and the old man said a few more words to Canghai Hala, and then said goodbye and left.

Canghai opened Wen Yiyi's office and put the car keys in the drawer in the office, Canghai didn't drive much of his two cars, and if this car was added, it would have to be provided at home.

Fiddling with the car, Canghai looked at the New Year's gifts that everyone gave him, there were not many things, except for two hams, most of them were wine, and most of them were foreign wines, although there were no more than 10,000 yuan, but Canghai visually measured that the value of each bottle of these foreign wines had to be more than 1,000 yuan.

After counting, Canghai found that there was a boxy package in the inconspicuous place next to him, and curiously picked up a paper cutter from the table, Canghai opened the package and found that there were four or five sketchbooks inside.

Teacher's sketchbook!

Canghai knew at a glance that this was the teacher Guan Qidong's, and gently picked up the top sketchbook, and Canghai turned it up quietly.

The sketchbook is full of architectural sketches drawn by Guan Qidong, said to be sketches, in fact, the paintings are quite detailed, not only some of China's famous buildings, but also Japanese and European buildings, about Chinese classical architecture, the domestic preservation is the Ming and Qing Dynasty buildings, including the Forbidden City or something, but to say that the architectural style of the Tang Dynasty is still preserved by the Japanese.

These Japanese once said shamelessly that if you want to see the architecture of the Tang Dynasty, you have to go to Japan, and there is no Tang Dynasty architecture in China. However, he was slapped in the face by Liang Sicheng, but the best preserved Tang Dynasty building is indeed in Japan, and it is called a national treasure by the Japanese, that is, the Tang Zhaoti Temple built in Japan by the monk Jianzhen himself.

On the teacher's sketchbook, Canghai saw a complete set of sketches of the Tang Zhaoti Temple, in addition to the sketches of the entire building, there are also structural details of the building, so to speak, this booklet in hand, you can completely copy the Tang Zhaoti Temple.

Canghai looked at it seemingly casually, couldn't help but sigh, took out his mobile phone after a while, and made a call to the teacher.

"Something received?"

Guan Qidong smiled heartily on the other end of the phone.

Canghai snorted: "Teacher, this thing is too valuable!"

These things are just a few sketchbooks in the eyes of laymen, but Canghai knows that this is the teacher's lifelong effort, and it doesn't matter what architecture Guan Qidong has designed, it can be said that his architectural ideas and architectural concepts are completely based on these sketches. This sounds exaggerated, but those people at the top of any industry do not have that status all at once, and they all have to accumulate for a long time to reach that height, and these can be said to be his mental journey. It can also be said that these brochures can be said to be the idea and source of Guan Qidong's entire design.

"What's precious or not, it's just a few booklets, if I leave it to Linlin, she can't understand it, it's just dust at home, although others do this, but I think it's still left to you, and there will be a thought or something in the future, although you are no longer engaged in this business, but I still hope that you can turn it over if you have nothing to do, and the major must not be lost, otherwise your tuition is not in vain, and the school will not refund it!"

Guan Qidong made a joke over there.

Canghai didn't say anything for a long time, and he held it for a long time, and then he said to the teacher: "Teacher, I'm sorry!"

"You kid, although you don't do this business anymore, but the teacher is still happy for you, people have lived for decades, it's good to live comfortably, now your life is comfortable, I'm very happy, it doesn't matter if you do construction or anything...... Guan Qidong said lightly on the other end of the phone.

"Thank you, teacher!" Canghai said.

"Don't make it like this, I don't know and think I'm going to die with the world, by the way, I also sent a set of painting tools over there, and hand over the child when you're fine, don't let the two little guys play stupidly all day long, this child has to be nurtured from an early age, don't say that you have money now, I told you that money can't be heirlooms, you heard who is rich heirlooms, heirlooms have to be knowledge, if the child doesn't like it, just take it as a hobby, and when you grow up, you also have one or two things to take, and now I just regret it, I spoiled Linlin too much when I was young...... ”。

Canghai didn't expect that Guan Qidong actually put his mind on his two little hairy heads, so he laughed.

"What, you don't like it?"

"No, I just don't know if these two little things have this talent" Canghai said.

For most people, learning a skill is a painful thing, and it is rare to like it to go crazy, and there is no one in ten thousand children, and they have to be strict at the beginning, and when they grow up, they will know that the hardships they have endured before have been replaced by the good ones they had when they were adults," Guan Qidong said.

"yes, I see!"

After Canghai finished speaking, he heard the voice of the master on the phone, and it seemed that there was a guest at home, so he asked Guan Qidong to greet him.

"There's something wrong with me, the phone hangs up!"

didn't wait for Canghai to say yes, Guan Qidong had already hung up the phone.

Canghai heard the blind tone on the phone, glanced at the phone, and then put the phone back in his pocket.

The plow was put on the place, Canghai scanned Wen Yiyi's office again, and found that there was nothing missing, so he hurried home to climb the plow.

Along the way, Canghai quietly flipped through the teacher's sketchbook and carefully admired various types of buildings.

The ugly donkey is very reliable, even if Canghai invests again, it will also pull Canghai back to the door completely.

When Shi Wei came out, she saw Canghai still holding a sketchbook to read.

"What are you looking at, so devoted?" Shi Wei walked over to Canghai's side and stretched out her hand to push Canghai.

As soon as Canghai looked up, he found that Shi Wei had arrived in front of him, so he turned his head and glanced at it and found that he had arrived home, so he smiled and said, "I actually arrived home unconsciously!"

Shi Wei stretched out her hand and took the sketchbook from Canghai's hand and looked at it, then praised: "Yo, who painted this so beautifully!"

For Shi Wei, a layman, the good and bad of the painting are all in the truth, and the things on the sketchbook are naturally the most real, the architectural sketch is different from the art sketch, the art sketch is to grasp the big and let go of the small, the architectural sketch does not have this statement, the emphasis is on the detailed record of everything in the entire building, including the details.

"Teacher's!"

"Why did I give this thing to you? Teacher Guan's sketchbook, it is estimated that one book can be worth a lot of money, right?" Shi Wei said very fascinated.

Canghai laughed when he heard it: "After the value is also worthy, these booklets can be exchanged for a suite in the eyes of those who have a heart, not necessarily in the magic capital, but there is not much problem in the provincial capital."

The sketchbook of the master architect is quite meaningful for those who study architecture, both from the perspective of scholarship and value preservation.

"Then you have to put it away, and in the future, your children and grandchildren will be able to take up this thing for a while" Shi Wei laughed and scolded Canghai with what Canghai had said before.

Canghai was also happy.

"Why is there still so much wine, didn't you tell them to send less wine? You don't drink much" Shi Wei said when she saw that the big head on the plow was still wine.

Canghai said with a smile: "Send it, send it, if you don't send wine, it is estimated that they don't know what to give, and the gifts are still exchanged."

Shi Wei smiled when she heard this, and the husband and wife worked together to move everything back to the warehouse.

"What is this?"

Shi Wei saw Canghai carrying two small wooden boxes, and opened her mouth to ask.

"The teacher gave Bo Qi and Zhong Lin's drawing boards, don't let the two children go crazy all day in the future, take two hours a day to draw," Canghai said.

"Just the two of them sitting like monkeys?" Shi Wei was skeptical.

"Drawing and playing, what's the point of sitting still," Canghai said with a smile.

Saying that, Canghai came to the house of the two children with two small painting boxes.