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It's noon.

Under Gong Wenshen's hospitality, several people had lunch and sent Su Jin and Yan Qing to Jiantou Alley to get off.

Aunt Li was feeding a stray cat in front of the courtyard gate, and when she saw that Mr. Su and Xiaoqing had come back so soon to see the listing, she hurriedly poured all the remaining food in the bowl into the broken bowl.

He asked them with a smile, "How is it?"

"It's settled!" Yan Qing smiled.

"Really?" Aunt Li smiled happily and glanced at Su Jin: "Now I'll wait for Mr. Su's autumn exam soon." By the way, the shop is settled, when are you going to open?"

Yan Qing smiled and replied: "It will be until August 15"

"That's going to be soon"

"Hmm!" Su Jin nodded, seeing that Aunt Li and the lady were chatting happily, he smiled and went back to the house first.

In the days when they set up a painting stall before, they were fortunate to have Aunt Li to help them, and this time the shop of the art gallery must be down, and Yan Qing of course wanted to ask Aunt Li to help in the museum.

Aunt Li couldn't close her mouth and agreed.

The days passed by the end of July.

Yan Qing is preparing for the gallery every day, her husband has no time to study, she has a lot of time to paint, so that when the gallery opens, it will not be an empty shop, and the preliminary work must be done.

On the 6th of August, there are only two days left before the day of autumn.

Yan Qing was sitting in the courtyard concentrating on painting, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

"Here we are!" she put down her pen, answered first, got up and hurried to open the door.

"Sister Yan, we're here to play with you."

The visitor outside the door was Fang Xinrong's smiling face, Yan Qing didn't expect it to be Xinrong's sister, she happily looked at her and Xiaoyu and asked: "Sister Xinrong still remembers me, it's hot outside, come and sit in the house"

"Okay!" Fang Xinrong smiled sweetly, she wore back to women's makeup today, wearing a lilac skirt, looking full of fairy, dignified and generous, and smiling playfully and gently.

She and Xiaoyu walked into the yard.

Yan Qing went to make tea, and she called out to them in the kitchen to go to the hall and sit down.

It was also very shady under the vines in the yard, and she saw the painting that Sister Yan was making, so she walked over and sat down curiously, and took the painting to look at it.

The style of painting is novel and unique, which she has never seen before, and she likes it as soon as she sees it.

"Sister Yan, what is your painting about?" Fang Xinrong asked her.

Xiao Yu also looked at the painting curiously, and the young lady didn't know what it was.

Yan Qing walked out of the kitchen with a pot of tea and walked towards them, and replied with a smile: "This kind of thing, there is a name called astronomical telescope, well? Simply put, you can see the stars at night through this thing."

"Use this?" Fang Xinrong became more and more confused the more he listened, and then he held his cheeks and said very seriously: "It's a pity, we can only look at it on paper, but we can't talk about it and take it out, how does Sister Yan know about this thing?"

Again, Yan Qing had answered the same question to different people 800 times, and she replied with a smile: "I saw it in my dream."

"Oh?" Fang Xinrong turned her head thoughtfully, and then looked at the rest of the paintings.

Yan Qing looked at her doubts as if she didn't believe it, for fear that she would have any more questions, so she smiled and handed over the tea and invited them to drink tea.

Fang Xinrong was drinking tea while looking at the paintings, nodded after seeing a painting, and suddenly thought of it and asked, "Sister Yan wants to put these paintings in the art gallery?"

"My sister is right!" Yan Qing felt that these paintings were not enough, she replied: "Open a gallery, how can you do without dozens of paintings, when the signboard is hung up, those who come to patronize will be prospective painters, who can not only paint but also enjoy the paintings, and they are not afraid of their urgency."

"Hmm!" Fang Xinrong listened to the reasonableness, since she came to Lan'an, she was panicked every day, and she wanted to paint but the painting was not to her liking, she immediately decided: "Sister Yan, when the art gallery opens, why don't I and Xiaoyu go and help! I can also follow you and Mr. Su to learn to paint."

Speaking of Mr. Su, she paused, and then suddenly came back to her senses and smiled calmly.

"It would be great if my sister and Xiaoyu came to the gallery to help!" Yan Qing said happily and added tea to them.

The three of them chatted in the courtyard on a whim, and they all forgot the time.

It wasn't until Su Jin read a good book and walked out of the hall that Yan Qing reacted that it was almost noon.

Fang Xinrong looked at Mr. Su, nodded and smiled slightly, which was considered to be a courtesy, since that day, when she saw Mr. Su again, her heart was inexplicably very calm, which made her herself a little unexpected.

Yan Qing wanted to keep Xinrong's sister at home and wait for her to come back from grocery shopping, but Xinrong's sister wanted to go grocery shopping with her.

The three of them went out, went to buy groceries first, and walked around the street.

At this time, a carriage came at the intersection in front, and the carriage seemed to be in a hurry.

Fang Xinrong took a fancy to a pair of small clay figurines on the stall opposite, and when she was about to go over, she was unfortunately blocked by the carriage that came and almost hit her.

As the carriage passed in front of her, the wheels were jolted by the potholes in the road, like a painting or something falling out of the car.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu hurriedly walked to her young lady's side, and saw in a panic that her young lady was not injured by the carriage, so she was relieved, and then glared at the carriage again.

"Sister, are you alright?" Yan Qing asked as he came to her side.

"It's okay!" Fang Xinrong smiled and shook her head, curiously picked up the object wrapped in green silk on the ground, and felt like a picture scroll in her hand.

Now that the carriage was far away, it was okay for her to want to see the painting, and she peeled off the green silk, revealing that it was indeed a painting.

She slowly unfolded the scroll and looked at it, her complexion suddenly changed, and even Xiaoyu recognized it, isn't this painting Master Wei's "Qiantang Gate"?

"Miss, could it be that Master Wei and Mrs. Wei are back? Isn't that the one who sat in the carriage just now?" Xiao Yu remembered that she had just glared at the carriage, and she was not disrespectful to Master Wei.

Yan Qing has also seen a few of Mr. Wei's paintings, but she has not seen this "Qiantang Gate".

She observed that Xinrong's sister's face didn't seem right, and she asked, "Sister, is there anything wrong with Mr. Wei's painting?"

"There's nothing wrong with it!" Fang Xinrong stared at the seal on the painting tightly, and replied with certainty: "This painting is not the master's real handiwork, this seal is fake, this is a fake"

"Fake?" Yan Qing and Xiao Yu said in unison.

"Hmm!" Fang Xinrong put the painting away but was not worried, she looked at Sister Yan and said, "I will go back to the house today to show it to my senior brother, I dare to conclude that this is a fake"