"Master Jiangbei Chen is the most famous feng shui gentleman in our Jiangbei area, and I heard that he is officially recognized. He said that the feng shui of my house is not good, especially in a filthy place like a toilet, and it needs to be suppressed by cultural works full of righteousness such as calligraphy and painting. "

Insolence said. While picking up the brush that Su Zhe had prepared in advance. When Su Yan saw it, he immediately went up to help him polish the ink.

Zhang Mad lightly dipped the black ink on the side, and took the pen to write a few words on the tiled rice paper.

When everyone saw Zhang Mad holding the pen, their hearts chuckled.

This posture is very standard!

Could it be that this madness really knows calligraphy?

Meng Kai and the others immediately looked at Su Zhe, and Su Zhe wanted to cry without tears. He had indeed heard of Zhang Qi's ability to calligraphy, but he didn't expect it to be true. Besides, Zhang Qiang is at most a calligraphy lover, can he be better than them?

They thought, and immediately poked their heads out to look over. Suddenly the beads of his eyes fell out.

On the fine rice paper, the black ink fell on it, and the handwriting was atmospheric and with a trace of the young man's spirit that was difficult to hide!

This, this, this...... Just a calligraphy enthusiast?

Good word!

Definitely not lose to them. More likely to be above them!

Zhang Mad put down the brush and added with a smile: "I am a layman, as long as the feng shui is good, I don't care what hangs in the hall." I will be able to read the bad words I wrote, and I won't spend this unjust money. "

Bad words......

The faces of the people were miserable, and they looked like they had seen a ghost.

It's all rotten, what is theirs?

Doesn't it mean that the words are hung in the toilet to engage in feng shui, and the bad words in the hall are just perfunctory.

Of course, a bad word has to be a bad word like his.

Aunt Zhou, who came to deliver the herbal tea, didn't seem to see the atmosphere between them, put down the herbal tea kettle and said, "This is the herbal tea that is a specialty of our Happy Farmhouse, and it tastes excellent." "

Aunt Zhou leaned on her waist and looked at the stone table, and suddenly said happily: "This is written by arrogance?"

Su Yan asked with some curiosity, "Boss, do you know?"

Aunt Zhou was happy and said, "Can you not know? This madman learned to write from a lonely old man in the village when he was a child, and he seems to have learned it well." In our village, I like to ask him to write couplets for me during the New Year's holidays. He wrote the couplet at the door of our farmhouse. "

Zhang Crazy smiled brightly and said with a smile: "I was a little poor when I was a child. Write couplets for them and earn a tip. "

During the Chinese New Year, someone always asked him to write, and he was given ten yuan for writing a pair. At the time of the Chinese New Year. He can earn one or two hundred a day, which is much more cost-effective than part-time jobs outside.

Meng Kai thought that when he entered the farmhouse today, he praised the couplet for being well written, which was higher than his level, and he couldn't wait to tear his mouth!

"You--you--" Meng Kai's cheeks flushed with anger, and his fingers trembled at Zhang Mad. It looked like a congenital heart attack.

No matter how stupid they are, they can see that this arrogance is deliberate! People don't want to buy their calligraphy and paintings at all. deliberately made such a statement. If they don't have the face and skin to find someone to buy words, it will be really shameless.

Meng Kai couldn't take care of Su Yan now, so he was so angry that he turned around and left.

The mustachioed man looked at Su Zhe. Also gently shook his head and left with his back hand.

The others left one after another, and Aunt Zhou was a little worried. Why are you leaving? It's not dinner yet.

Who knows that Zhang said arrogantly: "Aunt Zhou, don't worry, I have a lot of money." "

When Aunt Zhou heard this, she went down with confidence.

Su Zhe watched his friends all gone, and his face turned blue with anger. He slapped his palm on the stone table, gasping in pain.

"Insolence. Your Xiangyue APP was taken off the shelves, and I helped you. I want to befriend you, but you actually treat me and my friends? This is how you repay your kindness?"

Insolent asked, "I didn't give you any money?"

Su Zhe was blocked, his neck flushed, and he said, "Let me tell you, if you have money, no one may be able to help!"

"That's because the money isn't there. Zhang Madness poured himself a cup of herbal tea and said leisurely.

Su Yan saw that Zhang Yan was about to clash with her brother. Hurriedly pulled Su Zhe's sleeve and whispered, "Brother......"

"Girls are not as extroverted as you, don't you see that this kid has bullied your brother's head?" Su Zhe said angrily at Su Yan.

Su Yan's face turned pale with fright, and he took a step back.

Zhang Yan pulled Su Yan over. Chong Suzhe sneered: "Originally, I felt that I owed you a favor, and I also wanted to make friends with you." But you shouldn't treat me as a cash cow. Be a fool!"

Spending money on your own initiative and being forced to spend money are obviously two different things.

"There are a lot of people in the cultural circles of the entire mixed Chinese country. Zhang Qiang smiled leisurely.

Su Zhe's face was miserable, and he couldn't help but look at Su Yan who looked disapproving on the side.

He only thinks about other people's money, but ignores the benefits of other people's money and befriending him......

Even if you get the millions of dollars from Insolence, I'm afraid you will lose a good opportunity to get acquainted. People are not stupid.

This is picking up the hemp and losing the watermelon!

Su Zhe opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say it, so he could only swallow it hard. He waved his sleeve lightly and turned away.

Su Yan hesitated, what should she do if her brother left? She didn't drive.