The waiter took out the three characters, and not long after, a middle-aged man in his forties pushed the door in, with a Chinese face, thick thick eyebrows, and a pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and threw his hand at several people, asking in island Chinese: "I don't know if you can give me those words you inscribed, as compensation, today's dinner is free!"

Chiaki Kochi and Boruto Iwata smiled at each other, they usually practice calligraphy for many years, but they didn't expect to be able to enjoy free service today because of their interest, and their mood is naturally overjoyed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Iwata Boruto waved his hand and said lightly: "The boss is too polite, since you are so gracious, then we will be disrespectful." ”

The middle-aged boss smiled heartily: "Let me ask one more question, I don't know who wrote Du Fu's half of the poem?"

Iwata Boruto was slightly stunned, knowing that the boss finally took a fancy to the two-line poem written by Su Tao, so he made the decision to waive the order, although he was a little disappointed in his heart, but he still said proudly: "That character was written by him, he is from China." ”

The middle-aged boss was also taken aback, he didn't expect Su Tao to be so young, although the two poems were written in Yan Zhenqing's italics, but they were written mellow and old, with a kind of vigorous and impassioned momentum, the middle-aged boss guessed that the author was at least forty years old, had a certain amount of experience and life precipitation, and had a certain strength.

The middle-aged boss hurriedly said in Chinese: "It turns out that I am a fellow from Huaxia, so I have to invite this meal." ”

Masama Hamasaki watched the beginning and end from the side, and almost had a crooked nose. Originally, he saw Su Tao pushing back and was reluctant to step forward to try calligraphy, but he didn't expect this guy's calligraphy level to be so high, it was like a slap in the face, and he slapped him in the face.

However, it was useless to feel humiliated, although Hamasaki Masashi was proficient in kanji, but let him write kanji with a brush, he didn't have this ability at all.

The middle-aged boss handed out his business cards to everyone, and Su Tao glanced at it, his name was Gu Yin, a very low-key and introverted name.

Gu Yin was in a good mood, so he asked the waiter to hang Su Tao's character on the wall on the spot and put it next to the original one. Su Tao stared at the painting for a long time, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

Gu Yin was good at observing words and colors, and saw the change in Su Tao's expression, thinking that Su Tao felt that the other party's words were very ordinary and unworthy of being put with him, so he explained euphemistically: "This calligraphy on the wall was written by a friend of mine, and his calligraphy is very famous in China. ”

Su Tao knew that Gu Yin had misunderstood him, and he explained with a smile: "This painting is a masterpiece, and it is my honor to put a few words of my shallow words together with it!"

Gu Yin asked in amazement, "Then I saw you just now with a little ...... expression"

Su Tao saw that the author was also from Huaxia, and it was not easy to be in a foreign land, so he said: "The person who wrote this picture, if I am not mistaken, his body seems to have some problems. ”

Gu Yin was stunned, "You can also see these from the words?"

Su Tao smiled and waved his hand, "I'm just guessing!"

The doctor doesn't knock on the door, and Su Tao can't say much, so he can only say so much.

Calligraphy emphasizes the unity of essence and spirit, if the person's body is in a healthy state, full of energy, the words written are also full of vitality. But Su Tao saw a trace of exhaustion and unsmoothness from the last few words, there was less roundness and more pause between the strokes, if the other party was an experienced old calligrapher, it was absolutely impossible for this kind of flaw to appear.

Of course, this is also because Su Tao is proficient in the art of looking at qi, and he heard the story of Fu Shanwang's diagnosis when he was young, so he deliberately studied this aspect.

Fu Shan was not only a physician, but also a well-known calligrapher. In calligraphy, even far more than medical skills. In his later years, once Fu Shan got drunk, wrote a cursive script, and fell asleep soundly. His son Fu Mei is also good at calligraphy, and when he saw his father's calligraphy work, he imitated one, and quietly replaced his father's calligraphy, wanting to see if his father could distinguish it. After Fu Shan woke up, he saw the calligraphy on the table and was depressed. When the son saw this, he asked his father why he was not happy? Fu Shan sighed and said, "I was drunk yesterday and read a book, but today I got up and read it, and I am probably dead soon." When Fu Mei heard this, he was shocked, so he told his father about replacing his calligraphy works. When Fu Shan heard this, he was even more uncomfortable, sighed and said, "If that's the case, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for Xinmai to play." The result was exactly as Fu Shan said.

Just like Fu Shan's son Fu Mei, the author who wrote this Li Bai poem also suffered from a difficult disease, lack of qi, and the fire of life was in danger.

As for before, in the last round of the master of traditional Chinese medicine, when he was doing health care services for Committee Member Zhao, Su Tao also relied on this skill to see the problem with the picture and untie the knot in Committee Member Zhao's heart.

Su Tao didn't directly state his diagnosis, and deliberately left a reminder for Gu Yin, he thought about it, took out a business card from his pocket, handed it to Gu Yin, and said, "Thank you Boss Gu for giving us a free order today, this is my business card, if you need it, you can contact me." I'll be in Kyoto for about a month. ”

Gu Yin glanced at the business card, it was inconvenient to ask too many questions at the moment, and said with a smile: "I'm going to urge the vegetables, please wait for a while!"

Ten minutes later, a table of sumptuous Hunan cuisine was served, considering the differences between the citizens of the island country, the spiciness decreased slightly, but it was still possible to eat the authentic taste of Hunan cuisine.

Despite the language barrier, Su Tao was able to communicate skillfully with the staff of the Institute of Chinese Medicine, such as Boruto Iwata, with the help of Asaka Asaka, who was originally intended to act as a translator and increase exposure, felt like he couldn't interject.

Lin Kun secretly hated Su Tao, and on the surface he was silent, concentrating on dealing with the food on the table, but in his heart he was thinking that sooner or later he would have to suffer a little.

About an hour later, everyone had lunch and left Zichen Tower, and before parting, the boss Gu Yin specially pulled Su Tao to say a few words. Su Tao estimated the time, Ni Jingqiu arrived in Kyoto in almost three hours, he explained the situation to Asaka Yuezhi, and prepared to go to the airport alone to wait for Ni Jingqiu.

When Asaka Yuechi heard Su Tao's thoughts last night, she had already made arrangements, and ordered Eiko Fujino to send Su Tao to the airport, while she and her father stopped a taxi, and Lin Kun left him to fend for himself.

Not long after Su Tao and the others left, Gu Yin waited at the door for a man of the same age, who was burly and had a delicate face, and took the initiative to come forward to greet him: "Jingchen, I've finally waited for you!"

Mu Jingchen smiled faintly: "What is the matter, so flustered?"

"I'll show you a picture!" Gu Yin pulled Mu Jingchen upstairs, came to the private room of the Three Emperors' Residence, and pointed to the words that Su Tao had just written, "How about this poem?"

Mu Jingchen squinted his eyes, studied for a moment, and exclaimed: "There are seven points of Yan Zhenqing's charm and three points of his own style." What's more important is that it writes Du Fu's poetry, and it is also a supplement to the words I wrote before!"

In this Chinese restaurant opened by Gu Yin, there are usually many overseas Chinese living in island countries, and most of these people have some cultural heritage and connotation, so they came up with such a trick, if you are proficient in calligraphy and painting, you can directly give you a free order.

This Mu Jingchen is the vice president of the Huaxia Chamber of Commerce in the island country, and he has a deep knowledge in calligraphy, so after coming and going, the two became friends.

Mu Jingchen just left Mobao a few days ago, and now someone soon wrote a response work, Gu Yin thought about it and thought it was interesting, so he called Mu Jingchen over.

Mu Jingchen looked at it for a long time, and sighed: "You really have a treasure! This person's calligraphy is much better than Daozhen." ”

Dao Zhen is a famous calligrapher in China, who has already emigrated to the United States a few years ago, and rarely has new works, and is now the most valuable calligrapher in the market. Many people compare him to Zhang Daqian in the calligraphy world, so they hype up his works wildly. In Mu Jingchen's view, Daozhen's works are just a virtual appearance, although they exceed the ordinary level, but they are not yet at the level of the ages.

Gu Yin smiled: "I also agree with your point of view. Your calligraphy is much stronger than Taoism. By the way, the author of this word is very young, he looks only twenty years old. ”

Mu Jingchen frowned in surprise: "Then I'm a little curious, normal people have to spend at least twenty years of hard work to cultivate to this realm! This young man is really not simple, there is even a mystery hidden in the simple two lines of poetry." ”

"Oh?" Gu Yin hurriedly looked at the words, his face showing puzzlement.

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance!" Mu Jingchen sighed, "Isn't this just a reminder of Li Bai's poem?"

Li Bai's two poems are about the grand scenery of Lushan, and he sighs that he is in it, as if he is in the Milky Way, and his heart is shocked. It sounds heroic and uninhibited, but it has not jumped out of the small pattern of Lushan.

Du Fu's two poems are about transcendence, if people stand on the top of the mountains and look at the mountains, you will find that many mountains are just a small star in the eye, nothing is anything.

Mu Jingchen thought thoughtfully, secretly thinking that this young man was reminding himself and encouraging himself to learn to look at problems from a higher perspective.

Mu Jingchen has rich experience, and it is the first time that he has been comforted by a young man in the form of calligraphy.

In fact, the value of the calligraphy works is high or low, and the connection between the two poems, Gu Yin doesn't care too much, he pays more attention to another detail, that is, Su Tao's vague hint that Mu Jingchen has a physical problem. Gu Yin had also heard Mu Jingchen mention this matter, so he said very seriously: "This young man is a Chinese medicine doctor, he left me a business card!

Mu Jingchen was like being struck by lightning, and said in astonishment: "He really saw it through a piece of words?"

Gu Yin nodded and said, "If you want to meet him, I can introduce you to him!"

Mu Jingchen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's better not to use it! ”

Mu Jingchen knows that he has invited many famous doctors, but he is helpless against his illness, this young Chinese medicine practitioner's medical skills may be very powerful, but the perennial treatment has already made Mu Jingchen's heart like ashes, and he is unwilling to accept the pessimistic diagnosis results.