152. Chapter 152 The Old Man of the Nanchang Folk Mansion
After taking out these hidden treasures, they were packed with a few snakeskin bags prepared before, and those that could not be built had to be placed aside, and there were many that were not loaded, He Zhixing They didn't dare to swagger to expose this thing, because it was two or three o'clock in the afternoon, He Zhixing asked Lai Maniac to go out to buy a big snakeskin bag or sack, and then asked him to rent an empty warehouse in a town near Nanchang and rent a truck to transport goods here.
Lai Maniac went out for a long time and came back, they hurriedly helped these treasures pack, turned more than ten bags, two people carried this thing out of the mountain outside a road where no one passed by, and the truck called also happened to stop there, and then Lai Maniac watched, He Zhixing climbed more than ten times back and forth alone and finally carried all these treasures.
After packing these sacks and snakeskin bags, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and he was busy for two or three hours, and the truck driver was also very patient waiting in the driver's seat, because He Zhixing and they gave him a very generous freight, so he was willing to help them transport the goods at night.
After temporarily storing these items in an empty warehouse in a town near Nanchang, the next day they found another truck to load them into the truck and escort them back......
After sending them back and arranging them, they came back in this truck, and their whole bodies felt extremely relaxed, they had just harvested a batch of hidden treasures, and the two of them came to Nanchang again this time and traveled to the mountains and countryside as always.
Outside a relatively quiet mountain village, I met two people who were sketching and painting, one old and one young, the old one was an old man with a long beard, and the young one was a beautiful woman who was still good-looking, and the two of them were concentrating on sketching by the stream.
He Zhixing and the two of them stepped forward with little interest, and the viewers were painting on the spot, and when He Zhixing and the two watched the old man painting on the side, the old man also glanced back at them, ignoring them and continuing to paint.
I saw that the old man's drawing board had drawn part of the mountain line by the stream, to He Zhixing's surprise was that this old man actually used the traditional brush to outline the fine method, but saw the old man swinging his pen like a god, as if there was a painting in his chest, and the beautiful mountain scenery of this place was vividly painted under his pen.
The beautiful scenery of the mountains, the small stream, the pure peasant woman who grows vegetables and works in the vegetable field by the winding river at the entrance of the village, all of them are perfectly displayed under his brush, only to see the old man tap on the palette next to him, and then on the brush skillfully depicted the technique of flowing clouds and water, the blue mountain, the gray stone, the yellowish mixed with some leaves, the clever scenery of the trapezoidal concave turn between the mountains, and the faint fruit trees on the terraced ground by the stream, the various fruits of various fruit trees, Let them be surprised and fascinated by the old man's expressive paintings.
He Zhixing is also a person who learns painting, and suddenly seeing this kind of technique of painting makes him feel that this old man is not simple, the master is in the folk, maybe those god-level people generally like to hide in the folk?
Then I looked at the girl not far away, only to find that the girl was not bad, it was the same brushwork as the old man, this kind of brushwork He Zhixing had never seen before, it was a perfect and ingenious brushwork!
This girl also painted well, the girl painted another landscape scenery, and the old man painted the landscape scenery is not the same, she painted another angle to paint the green mountain scenery, the pavilion next to the vegetable field under the mountain, the pure peasant woman, the flowing waves between the streams and the gray, blue and white stones at the water's edge, in her brushwork also seems a different kind of quiet beautiful landscape painting.
He Zhixing had to sigh, these two people are old and young, although the girl's brushwork has not reached the peak of the old man, it is also very good, and he can't help but run on both sides, as if the two people are watching the scene painting.
The old man also seemed to have noticed He Zhixing's actions, turned his head after he finished painting, and said to He Zhixing: "Young man, you are very devoted, looking at your actions, I think you are also a fellow practitioner, old man, I will first report my name to myself, I am the old man Gan of Nanchang Residential Mansion, and this is my granddaughter Gan Ling next to me, I don't know what these two brothers call me?" Who do you learn from? ”
He Zhixing said: "Hello Gan Lao, I saw your painting just now, I think your painting style is quite the shadow of Dong Qichang, a master of the landscape school, I don't know if what I said is right?" And look at the master's painting method is very expressive, very magnificent, my name is He Zhixing, I have learned some landscape painting methods with Master Jinyun"
"Oh, no wonder, it turned out to be Jinyun's high feet, well, it's nice to meet you"
After saying that, he greeted his granddaughter and put away the tools for painting, and said to them: "Let's go, go to my house and sit down, and we will communicate ......"
The strange old man took them back, returned to Nanchang City, and took them to his small residence in the car, Nanchang Residence