Both the red dress and the woman were already up, and the red dress was combing the woman's hair. Yang Xianmao couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook her head, thinking to herself, this woman is very easy to call her maid.

Seeing Yang Xianmao's expression, Hongsheng'er guessed what he was thinking, and quickly explained: "I saw that this sister's hair was messy, and I offered to help her comb it." ”

Yang Xianmao smiled, he saw the woman's current condition and knew that she was recovering well, so he was relieved. The girl was only poisoned, and the rescue was timely and thorough, so there was little damage to the body, so she recovered quickly.

After serving the woman to wash up, she hurried to the kitchen to make breakfast with Zhang.

Breakfast was brought out and placed on the table, and the red dress beckoned the woman to come and eat. After the woman came out, she glanced at the food on the table, didn't speak, went straight into the house, picked up her small package from the table and walked out, bowed to Yang Xianmao, and said in a weak voice: "This son, can you please go out with me?"

Yang Xianmao saw that she was leaving, so she got up and said, "Where is the girl going? ”

"It's in the city, I want to find the biggest calligraphy and painting shop, can you take me there?"

Yang Xianmao didn't know what she was going to do in the calligraphy and painting shop, but she didn't bother to ask, anyway, she carried the package, and it seemed that she was going to leave the pharmacy. Moreover, most of her poisoning has been resolved, so there should be no problem. The daughter of such a big family is not suitable to stay in her own small pharmacy, and her consultation fee has been waived anyway. Depending on the situation, she should have no problem taking care of herself.

So Yang Xianmao said: "Not far from here, a few streets away, there is a Danqing calligraphy and painting shop. It can be regarded as the largest in Quanzhou, the old shopkeeper surnamed Bi, is a master of literature and ink Danqing, opened a calligraphy and painting shop by himself, tinkered with calligraphy and painting, and married a group of literati and ink writers, which is very famous in Xuanzhou. Well, you have breakfast first, and then I'll go with you, okay. ”

The woman's faint voice said, "Then you eat, I'll wait for you." With that, he sat down on a bench at the door with a small package, and watched the people coming and going on the street in a daze.

A woman sat there waiting for herself to eat, Yang Xianmao didn't have any appetite, so she put the cooking cake in her hand in the bowl, clapped her hands and said, "Well, I'm not too hungry anyway, I'll eat again when I come back, I'll take you first." ”

Yang Mingde and his wife glanced at each other and asked Yang Xianmao: "She's leaving now, there's nothing wrong with her body, right?"

Yang Xianmao said: "It's okay, I'll prescribe a prescription for her, and let her catch the medicine according to the prescription." Most of the poison in her body has been detoxified, and there is no major problem. ”

After that, Yang Xianmao walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote a recipe, which was the "Intestinal Detoxification Soup" written by Han Xue'e yesterday, and then handed the recipe to the woman.

The woman took the prescription, didn't look at it, stuffed it into the package, and said to Yang Mingde and his wife: "The little woman says goodbye." ”

Then, the woman turned and walked out of the pharmacy. Yang Xianmao hurriedly followed. Red Dress also came out. She is now Yang Xianmao's personal maid, and of course she will be inseparable wherever Yang Xianmao goes.

Along the way, the woman didn't speak, but followed Yang Xianmao unhurriedly. Yang Xianmao felt that this woman was a little arrogant, so she didn't bother to say much, stuffed her head, and took her straight to the Danqing calligraphy and painting shop.

Although the shop of calligraphy and painting is not large, the decoration is very quaint, and the guy who greets the guests at the door is also wearing a white robe and a square scarf, which looks very gentle.

Seeing a few of them coming in, the guy hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "A few of you are here, are you looking at calligraphy and paintings?" ”

The woman said, "Is your treasurer here? ”

"I had breakfast in the backyard, and I just got up, so I'm going to call it. ”

After only a moment, an old man with a fairy wind walked out with his hands behind his back, and when he saw a few of them, he clasped his fists and said: "The old man's surname is Bi, he is the shopkeeper of the shop, I don't know what the guest officials order?"

The woman stepped forward and said, "I have a calligraphy and painting that I want to sell to you, how much is it worth?"

In addition to selling calligraphy and paintings, calligraphy and painting shops also purchase calligraphy and paintings. Of course, the general acquisition is some celebrity calligraphy and painting, if there is no fame, it is generally not accepted. Therefore, the shopkeeper of the bone fairy wind looked at the woman, but there was no look of contempt on his face, although he felt that the other party was so shabby in his heart, he was afraid that he would not be able to come up with any good calligraphy and paintings. However, after being in this industry for a long time, of course he knows the truth that people should not be good-looking, not to mention that although this woman is dressed plainly, she has a noble temperament and dignified manners, and she is not an ordinary woman at first glance. Therefore, he smiled and said: "But I will accept all the calligraphy and paintings of some famous painters, and the price is absolutely fair." ”

"What about the calligraphy and paintings that are copied?"

"Well, it depends on the level of copying, but the calligraphy and paintings copied generally don't sell for much money, hehe"

The woman said, "Please take me to your studio." ”

The shopkeeper Bi was taken aback, did this woman want to make a painting on the spot and sell it to herself?

Bi shopkeeper has been working in the calligraphy and painting industry for decades, and knows today's painters very well, and he has been thinking and calculating in his head, but he can't find a female painter of the same age as this woman, but he doesn't know what this young woman is capable of.

Although he muttered in his heart, the shopkeeper didn't ask much, just nodded and said, "Okay, please come with me." He took a few of them to a large painting room in the room, where several painting tables were placed, and on the table were all kinds of paints of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and all kinds of paints, which was the place where the painters of his calligraphy and painting shop painted, and there were several painters employed by the shopkeeper. The painter hadn't come yet, and there was no one in the room. Except for the two little scholars who are tidying up and cleaning.

The woman walked over to a table, placed the package aside, picked up the ink and began to grind it.

Yang Xianmao didn't know what she was going to do, so she looked at it with some confusion, and then looked at the shopkeeper Bi. And the shopkeeper Bi actually had the same mind as Yang Xianmao, and he also looked at him, wanting to see what was going on from him, but what he saw was also confused, which made him even more confused.

But what happened next made them quickly understand, what the woman was going to do? I saw that she was flying like a pen, as if she had not thought at all, on a one-foot-square snow-white rice paper, depicting quickly, as if the painting had been painted a thousand times, there was no pause at all, but the speed of the brushwork, dryness, and the color was thick and light.

The skillfulness of the pen alone has already surprised the shopkeeper Bi on the side, observing the woman from time to time, thinking about which well-known female painter is as young as her?

As the things painted in the woman's hands gradually showed clearly in front of her, the shopkeeper Bi, Yang Xianmao, and Hongsheng'er were all stunned, especially the shopkeeper Bi, who loved calligraphy and painting and was also good at calligraphy and painting, gasped.

Because there is a portrait of an Arhat on the rice paper, the Arhat's skeletal muscles are undulating, the pen is full of changes, the thickness of the lines is different, all in one go, especially the facial portrayal, the eyes of the Arhat, the thick eyebrows, it is really radiant, awe-inspiring. The title and style of painting, as well as the Arhats painted in the pen, immediately reminded the shopkeeper of Wu Yueguo, a famous painter who was famous in the north and south of the river decades ago, and a generation of high-ranking monks.

The Arhat picture drawn by this woman is indistinguishable from the authentic work of Guan Xiu that the shopkeeper has seen, and I don't know who is the real one.

When he saw this picture of Arhat, which was inseparable from the priceless Guan Xiu original handiwork, displayed in front of him, he only felt that his whole body was like sifting chaff, and his feet were a little unsteady on his feet, and he almost knelt down to worship.

He has seen Guan Xiu's Arhat map, that is just an appreciation, he has never had such a real work in his hand, because Guan Xiu's Arhat picture is a treasure, he Xuanzhou a calligraphy and painting shop, how can he have such a precious calligraphy and painting?

If you have a pair of Arhat pictures that are inseparable from Guan Xiu's real handwritings, and you sell them as fake Guan Xiu's real works, you will really make a fortune.

Just when he was ecstatic, thinking that he could get his hands on a fake and real picture of Guan Xiu Arhat, he didn't expect that this woman finished drawing the picture of the Arhat and did not stop writing, but she brushed and wrote two lines of small characters in the blank space, but what was written was "Wen Xin copied Guan Xiu Luohan picture", followed by the date.

Then, put down the brush, took his own package and opened it, took out a seal from it, and stamped a red seal under the inscription, but the seal was a simple seal "Wenxin".

It turned out that the woman's name was Wen Xin.

The shopkeeper Bi was thinking about a windfall from the sky, and took this picture that was on par with the original handiwork to sell it as a real handiwork, which was really profitable, but unexpectedly, the woman inscribed such a line of words, so she clearly told others that this was just a copy of a fake. The shopkeeper only felt like pouring a basin of cold water on his head and stayed on the spot.

Wen Xin put away the seal and said indifferently to the shopkeeper: "From your expression just now, you must also recognize that this painting is a copy of Wu Yue's most famous painter Guan Xiu's Arhat map, but I don't know if my level can still enter the shopkeeper's eyes?"

Bi shopkeeper shook the sleeves of his robe, bowed to the ground, and said sincerely: "Admire and admire! The girl copied this picture of the Arhat of Guan Xiu, which is on par with the real handiwork, it is difficult to distinguish between the two, look at the Arhat in the painting, the spirit is strong, the appearance is ancient, such an Arhat, only Guan Xiu can draw it, I can't imagine that the girl you actually get the true biography of Master Guan Xiu, the Arhat painted is not inferior to Master Guan Xiu himself, admire and admire." ”

"Okay, how much will you bid for this painting?"

The shopkeeper Bi knew that she had painted this painting on the spot to sell it to herself, and he had already weighed it repeatedly in his head just now, so he said: "If the girl did not mention those words, and sold this painting to those rich and noble people who were vassals and elegant as a genuine handiwork, she would not have been able to take it away without two thousand taels of silver." However, now that the girl has inscribed these two lines, she has clearly told others that this is a copy of the picture, and the price has been greatly discounted. However, the girl's copy of this picture is exactly the same as the original picture, no matter what is equal, I hope to see the girl copy this painting, as if I have seen the real thing, although its value is a fake, but its value is not cheap, the old man speculates in vain, this painting is at least worth this amount!"

With that, the shopkeeper stretched out three fingers.

"Three hundred taels of silver?"

Shopkeeper Bi nodded with a smile and said, "If the girl thinks the bid is low, we can still discuss." ”

"The bid is low, but I'm in a hurry to use the money, so I'll give it to you. ”