Xia Su thought it through, and let go of his defense, looking at a table of good dishes, he only felt really hungry, and when he heard Wu Qihan's self-debency, he unceremoniously moved his chopsticks. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After listening to the play, Wu Qihan turned around and saw Xia Su putting the chopsticks and quietly stroking the chopsticks.

That action was very elegant, and it was completely impossible to see that it was just a girl from Zhao's poor relatives.

Her cautiousness, her slow swallowing, and her little family's aura are gloomy, and they have never been expected, but the occasional flash of Lingxiu is unusual, and her goods are rare treasures.

How did he find her?

It was raining that day, too. Heavy thunderstorms in summer.

He was watching the painting review in the window seat of the Guanghe Lou Tea Hall, and she ran up the stairs and stood just outside the window.

If she hadn't had to pat the raindrops with her free hands, he wouldn't have paid attention to the scroll she had placed on the windowsill, and he wouldn't have casually asked her if she was here to exhibit the painting.

She said no, but she seemed to be bored waiting for the rain, and when she heard the people in the teahouse boast about a copy of Qiu Ying's work, she was a little disdainful, so she opened the scroll and let him take a look.

Her disdainful expression at that time was very different from her timid temperament, like a lion, who could finally hunt on her own.

Only after that time, he hadn't seen her like this again.

However, anyone who has seen the scroll will understand that her disdain and arrogance are not frivolous.

That painting is also Qiu Ying's masterpiece, "Peach Blossom Spring", but it looks like a small painting.

He looked at it again and again, the style of the brush is not only delicate, but also has the essence of a painter, and he likes to think that it is the true work of Qiu Ying's unborn.

But she bluntly said that it was imitation.

He was amazed and offered twenty taels of silver.

She hesitated to bargain, but he saw that she was strapped for money, and she had to wait for the money, so naturally he would not increase the price.

Sure enough, she was not satisfied, but she still sold him.

The thunderstorm stopped, and the people left, if it weren't for the extra small painting in his hand, he thought it was just a dream in the rain.

He sold the painting for ten gold, and the buyer was a rich man who loved to collect, and he found someone to identify it, and it became the first draft of "Peach Blossom Spring", which was extremely cherished.

There are countless famous paintings handed down since ancient times, and it is difficult to find one or two authentic works, and there are very few collections that are willing to be put on display for people to enjoy, not to mention that most of them have entered the court and the powerful and wealthy families.

Probably this painting will also be locked deep and passed on to the descendants of the rich man, and the price will be 100 gold.

At that time, he was already an ancient, and there was really no need to tell the truth from the false.

Later, he asked Brother Xing to wait in Guanghe Building for several days before he bumped into Xia Su for tea. He asked her to copy an ancient painting, not for anything else, but to test her strength, and she really didn't disappoint him.

A few days ago, he happened to get a fan that imitated Tang Yin's painting, although the painting skills have Tang Yin's brushstrokes and madness, the layout is inferior, and he remembered her.

She said that she could dig up and make up for it, and he ordered it for fifteen taels, and the goods were paid on delivery.

Yesterday the buyer arrived, he urged her to come to deliver the goods at night, and when he saw it, he was surprised and delighted.

Imitation of Tang Yin, it has become the real work of Tang Yin, and the buyer's eyesight cannot distinguish it at all, and then sell it at a high price.

"I'm full, thank you." What is this man doing with her staring at her? Xia Su frowned, and had to break the silence by himself.

Wu Qihan called the guys outside to come in and withdraw from the table.

Xia Su saw that he didn't move his chopsticks, his eyebrows were deep, and he secretly thought that he had been drugged?

"I just ate it." Wu Qihan seemed to know what she was thinking, "Guanghe Building has a good reputation, Miss Xia doesn't have to worry about things being unclean." ”

But he clearly said that he was dizzy from hunger - Xia Su decided not to bother with his patrons.

"I heard that ......" almost bit her tongue, and think about who told her to say yes," ...... Guanghelou's xiaolongbao is good. ”

Wu Qihan swept over the dishes on the table that didn't move much, but there was not a single grain left in the rice, "Miss Xia said earlier, I won't order these signature dishes that I don't like to eat." ”

The guy who cleaned up the table froze.

Xia Su didn't care, so far, he can only fight to the end, "I love to eat small snacks, especially in autumn, eat two - hot small cages in the afternoon, and you can work hard." ”

Wu Qihan laughed heartily, his face was a little impassive, and he asked the guy to prepare two drawers of raw small cages and send them to Miss Xia when she left.

Then, he took out a silver ticket from his sleeve, "Miss Laoxia has been waiting for a long time. ”

Xia Su looked at the denomination carefully, confirmed a lot, put it in the bag, and didn't say thank you. The difference between a treat and a silver deal is that Wu Qihan unilaterally gave her a benefit, thank you.

"Good, good."

Normally, Wu Qihan does not boast about his suppliers, lest they think they are inflating prices.

But Xia Su is different.

Three months ago, Wu Qihan accidentally revealed her true intentions, saying that her paintings were like Qiu Ying's reincarnation, and the joy in her eyes was not mixed with greed. However, he will no longer boast about what he says.

Xia Su raised his head and smiled slightly, held the pen in his right hand again as if curling up, said lightly, and got up to say goodbye.

Another play was performed on the stage, and the gong swayed up and down, reflecting the faint and bright lights in the lobby into the beaded curtain.

Xia Su's white jade face was dotted with color, the smiling eyes were profound, the half-old green Confucian skirt was also a little bright, and a lock of black hair with wet rain hung down in front of her shoulders, lining her thin neck with a beautiful and elegant look.

The snow on the neck stretched along the sides of the beautiful collarbone line and snaked softly under the tip of the collar.

The beauty is the best, not in the appearance of the fish and geese, but in whether it can arouse people's hearts.

Wu Qihan's pupils shrank, and his eyes gradually narrowed. It was fun to just look at her cautious and defensive appearance before, but at this time, it was just a graceful gesture of smiling and bowing her knees to say goodbye, which actually caused him to feel pity?

Xia Su noticed Wu Qihan's gaze, the corners of his mouth curled down and smiled, and his whole body stiffened when he lowered his head and lowered his eyes.

Even so, the back of her right hand suddenly stabbed, and in her eyes, a bewitching thorny wild rose out of her skin, making her left hand slap her right hand!

Xia Su hit it very hard, shocking Wu Qihan's spirit.

The colored light was still flickering on her face, but her facial features were stiff and dull, and the fragrance of pity and soul seemed to be just a momentary mistake for him, and he leaned back in the chair, and his mind was stable between breaths.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave, I still have to make an order with Miss Xia."

Unplug it clean! It's all clean!

The left hand kept rubbing the right hand, and the frightened Xia Su heard the order, and he was full of fear, and bent the corners of his mouth harder.

It doesn't matter, she has already escaped, thousands of miles away, hiding very carefully, it is impossible to be found.

"Second Master ......" was in a panicked mood, and her thinking was a little confused, "What is Boss Wu going to order this time?" ”

Wu Qihan Ren Nasheng knocked his heart, his expression was calm, and he took out a scroll from under the table, "I order a copy of this painting." ”

The painting is the three friends of the cold year, the original ink and color, the pine needles are stacked, the pen is straight, the plum blossom fine brush is thick and the ink is hooked, the ink bamboo leaves are skimmed, realistic and freehand, and the Southern Song Dynasty is painted by Zhao Mengjian.

Seeing the painting, Xia Su had no distracting thoughts in his heart, and just glanced at it and said, "This is already an imitation, why does Boss Wu need to order it again?" ”

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