It is a matter of course that labor will be rewarded.

Therefore, Qin Huai was neat and tidy, and there was no mud and water.

Ning Zhiyuan was a little surprised and scratched his bald head.

Qin Hezhou is indeed Qin Hezhou, not only in terms of skills, but also in such a maverick style.

Riots.

Interesting.

Ning Zhiyuan laughed, and then took out a credit card.

"I only prepared 400,000 yuan at the beginning, but now I feel that it is a little little, and I will make up enough when I go back to Yudia......o Bay."

Halfway through speaking, Ning Zhiyuan suddenly paused, seeing this work of Bodhisattva landscape, he didn't know how much money to give to be worthy of Qin Huai's labor fees.

Ning Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, and then asked Qin Huai in turn:

"Mr. Qin thinks how much money he has to scrape together. ”

"Decide for yourself. ”

Qin Huai was too lazy to open his mouth.

Doing things for others and taking people's money is the principle, as for the amount of money, it depends on how the other party measures it.

Art is like that, if you think it's worth a thousand gold, then it's worth a thousand gold, and if you think it's worthless, it's worthless.

- Art is a thing with infinite possibilities.

And Qin Huai's remuneration also depends on people.

If Bian He, a native of Chu, came to him to carve with the piece of jade that was in harmony with his family, Qin Huai would definitely not take a penny, and he would paste it upside down.

Of course, for Ning Zhiyuan, a fat gold master, Qin Huai would be stupid if he didn't take a penny.

But Qin Huai will not open his mouth to make an offer.

"Mr. Qin, give me an accurate number? Ning has never done such a business. ”

"It's not business, it's mutual respect, you respect my talent, I respect your bid. ”

Qin Huai waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

'Hmmm......'

Ning Zhiyuan's heart felt something, his eyebrows jumped, and the short exchange of two days made him feel a kind of wind and bones in Qin Huai.

That's right, it's the wind bones, a lost good quality.

This kind of style is not the hermit style of Jian'an, nor is it a Confucian of the Song Dynasty, but a bit like the chivalrous warriors of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period or the Tang Dynasty.

Heroic and confident, taking himself seriously, I feel very 'inflated', but I am not as aggressive as I am aggressive, just grasping that 'I Liang Qichao has no knowledge. But there's also a little bit of it!'

The conceit is taken for granted.

'You respect my talent, I respect your bid'.

When Qin Huai said this, Ning Zhiyuan, a forty-year-old man who had read countless women, was actually electrified, and his favorability towards Qin Hezhou skyrocketed.

"Mingren doesn't say dark words, Mr. Qin, I was picked up by you just now. ”

Ning Zhiyuan's fat face and facial features were quite serious, and he told his mental journey just now.

Shang Ya: "......"

His expression became alert......

Qin Huai's little brother, is this on the road of flirting with men and never returning?

"Ahem...... I'm sorry, I'm saying that the aura around Mr. Qin makes people feel like a spring breeze. ”

Seeing that Qin Huai and Shang Ya looked a little strange, Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly added, and the atmosphere improved a little.

After taking the jade carving, Ning Zhiyuan took his leave because of business matters.

"When I return to Yudiao Bay, I will put this work on display in the most conspicuous position in the jade auction hall of Yudiao Bay for ten days!"

Ning Zhiyuan was proudly satisfied.

This kind of work must be used to show off, and it is known to everyone in the entire Jade Carving Bay!

Qin Huai: "......"

"By the way, I still have to go north to Zhao Zhao Daoyuan to compare, what kind of tea set, drinking Qingquan is too petty.

How can it compare to my spoonful of water with rivers and lakes, close to the mountains and hidden mountains and rivers and autumns, and the flowing mountains and rivers and immortals?!"

Ning Zhiyuan can't wait to kill the north now and show off his might.

Hearing this, Qin Huai looked indifferent: "Zhao Daoyuan's work is also Qin's work." ”

Ning Zhiyuan's smug look disappeared in an instant, and he laughed twice:

"Haha...... Haha, Mr. Qin is really a great talent in the world, and it has only been a few days, and the concept and technique of jade carving have reached a higher level!

Qin Huai: "......"

is worthy of being the jade carving industry boss of Jade Carving Bay, this sleekness, ordinary people can't beat it.

In the blink of an eye, the gaffe just now was rounded back.

not only praised Qin Huai's jade carving skills, but also secretly compared the landscape fairy with the green jade Kui dragon pattern tea set.

The voiceover is: Qin Huai, you have made rapid progress these days, and one work is better than another.

According to this logic, the 'Shanshui Immortal' is naturally better than the 'Drinking Qingquan Tea Set'!

In this way, Ning Zhiyuan will be able to suppress Zhao Daoyuan.

"Mr. Qin, I really said goodbye. If you have time to come to Yudiao Bay for a turn, Ning will definitely sweep the couch to greet you. ”

"Okay. ”

Qin Huai waved his hand and waited for Ning Zhiyuan's car to drive away before locking the courtyard door.

The invitations are getting bigger and bigger!

For example, Zhao Daoyuan in the north, Ning Zhiyuan in Henan Province, Li Yun, a porcelain master in Jingdezhen, Dao'an, a silver flower master in Wudu, and Dean Wang of Yangmei......

But Qin Huai doesn't want to move around yet, just follow the fate of Buddhism!

……

……

"Little brother, come in and help me choose the dishes. Little brother!"

"It's coming. ”

Hearing the sound in the room, Qin Huai put down his pen, and when he turned to the kitchen, he was stunned for a moment.

I saw Shang Yajiao wearing a loose gray shirt on her body, the cuffs had to be rolled up, and the hem hung down to the hips.

From the buttocks down, the snow-white and plump long legs are not covered in any way.

At first glance, Qin Huai thought that Shang Ya was not wearing ***.

Don't you want to be with me on the couch, on the windowsill, in the kitchen...... Is that the case?'

Qin Huai remembered the picture of the shy Shang Ya lying on the flower table that day, and couldn't help but stand up solemnly, slowly approaching Shang Ya, and then restrained her.

One hand lifted Shang Ya's long hair, revealing a delicate and pretty face with a red color.

Feeling the coolness and fragrance of the ends of his hair, Qin Huai kissed the young lady's ear and lowered his voice:

"Little sister, are you cooking or cooking?"

Shang Ya's ears were soft, and Qin Huai was very tight, she turned her head, her eyes flashed in confusion, and she was extremely flirtatious.

She actually wanted to verify it.

Because there was Lin Li in the front and Ning Zhiyuan in the back, plus Qin Huai was always intermittently impotent, plus Michelangelo was gay in art history, and Leonardo da Vinci had homosexual tendencies.

Bacon, gay.

Zheng Banqiao, gay.

Yuan Mei, gay.

Qin Huai's little brother......

Of course, it is not that artists have to be gay, but that artists have a flame of desire burning in their hearts, and they have tireless *** desires.

If you accidentally burn it to the same sex.

"Are you trying me?"

Qin Huai smiled, lifted up the thin shirt covered by Shang Ya, revealing Shang Ya's purple lace edged buttocks, and slapped it with a slap, making Shang Ya's legs weak,

"First of all, those records can only show that the desire and love history of art may be a little richer, and not everyone who engages in art is like this, and there are many exceptions.

For example, Monet. He painted a portrait of a woman in his life, and when his wife died, he painted a heart after the signature of the painting, and it was the only one he signed with a heart.

Of course, more than ten years later, he married his second wife...... But no portrait was ever painted again.

I am very restrained because Raphael, one of the three masters of the Renaissance, has countless lovers in his life, so he is not good... He was happy, but because of his excessive indulgence, he died at the age of thirty-seven. I just want to live a little longer.

But if you want to feel the majesty of my man, heh. ”

Qin Huai pressed Shang Ya on the stove and stripped her few clothes aggressively.

"I'm wrong little brother, I'm wrong little brother, I shouldn't doubt you. I really know it's wrong. ”

Shang Ya said no, and then the strength of the struggle became smaller and smaller...... Apparently already mentally prepared for this.