Chapter 930: A Confucian merchant who is proficient in calligraphy
An Ran was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Duan Hong's confident appearance, and was stunned with a blank expression!
- What does it mean that he knows what to do?
Could it be that he really wants to give her a large sum of money? Or did he associate it with something else?
"Grandpa Duan, what do you mean?"
An Ran couldn't hide something in his heart, so he immediately chased after Duan Hong and asked.
Duan Hong didn't answer her, but said with a smile: "Girl An, don't ask, grandpa is very happy now!" ”
Although An Ran's heart was as uncomfortable as a kitten's scratch, since Duan Hong didn't want to say it, it must have his reason, and it was inconvenient for her to break the casserole and ask to the end, so she had to respond: "...... Oh, if only you're happy. ”
Looking at Duan Hong's obviously improved face, after hesitating for a while, she still decided not to waste her brain cells to delve into this problem.
Accompanied Duan Hong along the corridor, after walking, when he returned to the room, Duan Kairui was still asleep in the room, without showing his head.
An Ran estimated that he must have been tired yesterday, and he didn't know how long he would have to sleep!
In fact, Duan Kairui rarely gets up before the sun basks ~ stocks, so Duan Hong didn't feel abnormal about his situation today.
As usual, he didn't send anyone to drag Kerry downstairs, and directly ordered the kitchen to serve him and An Ran's breakfast.
Duan Hong likes Chinese food, breakfast is porridge steamed buns and scallion pancakes, An Ran didn't wear a sweater, it was originally frozen and a little itchy nose.
A large bowl of hot porridge was poured down, and a wave of warmth immediately rushed from the stomach to the tips of the nails.
After driving away the coldness on her body, she quickly munched on the fragrant scallion pancakes again, making her taste buds happy.
Duan Hong is not very interested in greasy, he likes to eat soft white flour steamed buns, and under the influence of An Ran's enthusiasm for biting onion pancakes, the steamed bun in his hand also entered his stomach very quickly.
Uncle Zhang looked at it from the side and nodded, although this steamed bun is not too big, but Duan Hong used to eat only half of each meal, and then he was afraid of wasting, so when he ate breakfast by himself, he would solve the remaining half by the way.
Seeing that Duan Hong's appetite is so good today, he happily thought that he would have to increase the amount of breakfast today, at least two white-flour steamed buns!
After the meal, Duan Hong took An Ran to the study.
When An Ran was looking through the reference books and preparing for his graduation thesis, Duan Hong became interested and took out the four treasures of the study that he hadn't used for a long time.
An Ran glanced at it curiously, and moved obediently!
-- Lake pen, Hui ink, rice paper, Duan inkstone, each of them is so famous through the ages, extravagant!
Seeing Duan Hong rolling up his sleeves and splashing ink with pride, he hurriedly stood aside and watched with an instrument book.
It turns out that Duan Hong not only has superb calligraphy, but also has a lot of charm in ink painting.
An Ran used to think that he was just a pure businessman, who only knew how to make money with an abacus, but when he saw it today, he suddenly found that he was still a Confucian businessman who was proficient in calligraphy, calligraphy and painting.
Duan Hong took care of himself and painted seriously, and it didn't take long for a delicate peony flower to bloom under his hands.
An Ran saw that his heart was itching, and after putting down the reference book, he cheekily borrowed a wolf from Duan Hong, casually asked for a piece of rice paper, and spread it on the coffee table.
On the wall of the study, there is a picture of a magpie herald spring.
On a whim, she followed the painting, but in fact, she had never learned to paint at all, and she was simply hot and impulsive about this.
After thinking that she had finally finished painting, she immediately happily offered it to Duan Hong for appreciation.