Meng Zitao put down the pen in his hand, raised his head and asked the owner of the painting: "Mr. Yu, what do you think of my painting?"

The owner of the painting is silent.

Meng Zitao said: "To be honest, my painting is completely incomparable with Mr. Li's works, and there are at least a few places where Mr. Li's treatment method is much more immature. ”

Although Meng Zitao did not continue, but everyone understands that his painting is so good, it is not a genuine work, what is the situation of the previous painting, do you still need to say?

"I am willing to gamble and lose, what do you think?" Meng Zitao looked at Tang Yi.

Needless to say, Tang Yi's mood at this time was needless to say, he wanted to scold his mother, but he couldn't scold, not to mention how aggrieved he was.

Seeing that Tang Yi didn't speak, Meng Zitao smiled: "Does someone want to repent? Of course, if you don't sign the agreement, it's okay to regret it." ”

"Hmph, send you a word, don't be a villain, spend the belly of a gentleman!" Tang Yi also wants face, in front of so many people, he has no face to regret it, of course, this is also because the price of jade is not expensive, if it is tens of millions of objects, he will definitely not easily agree.

After Meng Zitao got the jade from the reluctant Tang Yi, he smiled and said: "Mr. Tang, thank you so much, I have been looking for jade essence but can't find it, I originally wanted to give up, but I didn't expect it to be bright!"

In the past, Meng Zitao always accepted it when he saw it, and he usually didn't get addicted to it, but Tang Yi was so disgusting that he even had to deceive his own uncle for money, and if he didn't teach him a lesson, he couldn't get over it in his heart.

Meng Zitao's words surprised everyone, and Tang Yi was stunned.

In the middle of the ring, Miyamoto Shaojin came back to his senses and asked, "Meng Sang, is the jade essence mentioned in the Book of Han mentioned in the "Book of Han", or in the "Collected Memories"?"

"Mr. Miyamoto is very familiar with Chinese culture, and I'm talking about the jade essence in "The Memories". Meng Zitao said: "You must want to say that the jade essence in "The Memories" is not like this, right, in fact, this is because of oxidation, and you can find that its composition is not the same as jade when you do scientific identification. ”

Miyamoto asked, "Then what does it do?"

Meng Zitao smiled and sold Guanzi: "This is really hard to describe, you should study it yourself." ”

"But I don't know how to tell the difference. Miyamoto said.

Meng Zitao shrugged his shoulders and smiled without saying a word.

"Hmph!

Tang Yi turned around and left, at this time he was angry in his heart, but the things were in the hands of Meng Zitao, could he still snatch them back? If you want to rob him, you can't rob Meng Zitao, and you have to tell the evidence in a lawsuit.

However, after suffering such a big loss today, will Tang Yi be willing? It is definitely impossible, this can be seen from the hatred in his eyes.

Meng Zitao also noticed the hatred in Tang Yi's eyes, the key to Tang Yi's character, he might do anything, since this is the case, he must take precautions.

"Mr. Yu, let's talk about compensation again. Meng Zitao said.

Mr. Yu was very entangled, he spent a lot of money to buy the painting, and now it has been proven to be an imitation, and it is difficult to say how much it is worth, anyway, he will definitely suffer a loss.

So, he said: "You don't say it, I don't count it, let's ask an expert to decide the value of this painting......"

Speaking of which, the matter is still handled by the police, who will coordinate the issue of compensation.

"Meng Sang, can you give me a collection of this painting. Miyamoto Shaojin set his eyes on Meng Zitao's painting just now, and before leaving, he asked.

Meng Zitao smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Miyamoto, I have no intention of transferring this painting for the time being. ”

"Meng Sang, don't be in a hurry to refuse, I'm willing to exchange this jade artifact. As he spoke, Miyamoto Shaojin took out a somewhat strange jade.

This jade object looks pitted on one side, and I don't know if it has been corroded by something, and the other side is carved with strange things.

Meng Zitao looked at it fixedly, and he really stepped on the iron shoes and found nowhere to go, isn't this the piece of jade that was sold by Hua Xinwei? Unexpectedly, it was actually in the hands of Miyamoto Shaojin.

Miyamoto Shaojin opened his mouth and said: "Meng Sang, don't look at this jade artifact is inconspicuous, but there is a shocking secret hidden in it, which is related to the secret of the disappearance of the Exquisite Ancient Kingdom. ”

Meng Zitao was surprised in his heart, how did Miyamoto Shaojin know that this piece of jade was related to the Exquisite Ancient Kingdom?

He laughed, "Mr. Miyamoto, are you kidding? Besides, if what you say is true, why should you cheapen me?"

Miyamoto Shaojin said: "I can't crack the secret hidden in the jade, but I can guarantee that what I say is the truth, and if you are willing to exchange, I can also give you a map." ”

Meng Zitao smiled and waved his hand: "Mr. Miyamoto, hearing you say this, how do I think you have encountered a scam and now want to pass on the loss to me." ”

Miyamoto Shaojin smiled: "Meng Sang, if you think so, I can't refute it, it's up to you to decide whether you want to or not." ”

Meng Zitao pretended to think about it: "Let's go over there and talk." ”

The two came to a secluded corner, Meng Zitao asked Miyamoto Shaojin to tell the origin of the things in detail, and Miyamoto Shaojin did not hide it, when he got these two things, he had actually changed his hands a few times. He had investigated the matter, and it was true, but no one had been able to find the exact location for hundreds of years. And he also sent people to the desert to investigate, but he also found nothing.

"Do you think I can find a place?" said Meng Zitao.

Miyamoto Shaojin smiled slightly, indicating that it was up to Meng Zitao to judge for himself.

"Okay, you convinced me, but if that's all there is to change my painting, it would seem like I'm too stupid......"

After that, the two bargained, and in the end, Miyamoto Shaojin paid another sum of cash, which was a great joy.

Since Song Lina and his wife took Ji Lan to the hospital, before Meng Zitao went back, he called Song Lina and asked about the situation.

Song Lina said that Ji Lan was more stimulated this time, and she was still in a trance, and she didn't know when she would return to normal.

Meng Zitao also understood that this stimulation was a bit big for Ji Lan, she had been hurt and finally returned to normal, but she didn't expect her friend to help her recover, but she didn't mean good to herself, such a blow is not big for a girl with mental illness.

Of course, although Yuan Minhui's plan was not implemented, she could not be studied, and she had to suffer a little.

Meng Zitao sighed that Ji Lan was unlucky, he could even encounter such a thing, he thought about it for a while, and decided to go to see Ji Lan, after all, he was Ji Lao's granddaughter, and he had the ability, he didn't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face, he had to go and see it.

Ji Lan was only a minor injury, so it didn't take too much trouble to deal with it, and he would be able to go back soon, so Meng Zitao returned to Ji's hometown.

Meng Zitao waited for a while, and Song Lina and his wife came back with Ji Lan.

When Ji Lan saw Meng Zitao, he suddenly collapsed: "What are you still doing, do you want to see my jokes?"

Song Lina scolded: "Xiaolan, what are you doing! Have you ever considered what would happen to you if it weren't for Director Meng!"

"I don't care if I'm dead or alive!" Ji Lan shouted, then turned around and ran upstairs.

"Xiaolan!" Song Lina was afraid that something would happen to her, so she hurriedly chased after her.

Song Lina's husband smiled bitterly and said, "Director Meng, I'm really sorry, she was a little stimulated today. ”

Meng Zitao nodded and said, "I understand, let's go up and have a look, maybe I can help." ”

"Sorry ......"

When he came to Ji's hometown, Meng Zitao learned that Ji Lan locked himself in the house and didn't open the door when anyone shouted.

When Ji Lao learned what happened, he was quite calm, and sighed and said, "She should have such a catastrophe in her life." ”

"Uncle, what should I do now, I'm afraid she won't be able to think about it!" Song Lina was very anxious.

"I'll give it a try. Meng Zitao volunteered: "But the lock of the door will be repaired." ”

Ji Lao didn't know Meng Zitao's medical skills, but he believed that Meng Zitao would not mess around, and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Treatment can only depend on the condition. Meng Zitao did not say death.

"Okay, I'm sorry for you. Ji Lao didn't ask Meng Zitao what he did, but he believed in Meng Zitao and gave him enough trust.

The door lock couldn't stop Meng Zitao at all, but Meng Zitao just twisted it "slightly", and the door was opened by him, which made Song Lina and the others very surprised.

Ji Lan was also stunned for a moment, and then shouted again, "Why did you get in!

Seeing that Ji Lan was too excited, Meng Zitao had no choice but to let Ji Lan fall asleep and be quiet for a while.

"Many people don't quite understand how TCM treats mental illness, and some even think it's nonsense. In fact, it has to do with the mechanism of Chinese medicine. ”

When Meng Zitao diagnosed Ji Lan, he explained to everyone: "In the view of traditional Chinese medicine, the human body is an inseparable whole, this whole not only refers to the human body itself, but also contains the spirit and thought that this ** radiates. ”

Furthermore, we take into account a series of flesh-and-blood relationships such as human qi and blood, fluids, meridians, viscera, and intestines, which are closely related to the brain. When the doctor finds the root cause of the disease, he or she has found a solution to the problem. This is the strong theoretical basis for the treatment of mental illness in traditional Chinese medicine. But if you want to learn well, you can't do it in a short time......"

Meng Zitao explained to everyone, and then gave his judgment on Ji Lan's condition.

"Director Meng, can Ji Lan be cured?" Song Lina couldn't wait to know the result.

Meng Zitao said: "The treatment is divided into two parts, one is the medicine stone, and the other is on her own, if she is preoccupied all day long, always thinking about bad things, even if she is a fairy, there is no way." To put it simply, the medicine stone can play an eighty percent role, and the remaining two achievements are up to her, if she can't adjust it herself, the disease can't go to the root. It's up to you to help. ”

Ji Lao nodded and said, "Okay, but what should we do?"

"I'll write it down, and you can do as much as you can......"

Meng Zitao wrote down all the precautions, and then prescribed a prescription: "I can take my prescription for half a month, and I will come back then." ”

Ji Lao put away the recipe, and the three of them were very grateful to Meng Zitao.

Ji Lao insisted that Meng Zitao stay for dinner, but it was difficult to resist the hospitality, and Meng Zitao could only agree.

Just returned to the living room, Ji Lan's parents came back and learned what happened, and there is no need to say much about their gratitude to Meng Zitao. It's just that when they learned that Meng Zitao was treating their daughter, they were very hesitant, but Ji Lao didn't speak, and they didn't dare to say anything, the most important thing is that there is no good way to treat this kind of mental illness in the hospital, and they can only be a dead horse doctor.

"It's a pity, Xiao Meng, your painting has been replaced, and you can't see it. Ji Lao said with some regret.

"It's easy, I'll draw you another one. Meng Zitao said with a smile.

"There's no hurry, can you show me the jade you got in exchange?" asked Ji Lao.

Meng Zitao's heart moved, and he immediately took out the jade.

Ji Lao took the jade and looked at it, and raised his head: "You go to the study with me." ”

Coming to the study, Ji Lao asked Meng Zitao to close the door, close the curtains, and put the jade under the bulb of the table lamp, and the light was projected onto the table through the jade.

"Ji Lao, what is this?" Meng Zitao asked.

"I call it the devil's pattern. ”

Ji Lao fell into memories and slowly told Meng Zitao the story of twenty years ago. 2k reading web