The first time the workers did exercises, Yin Qianhe only taught them the preparatory section and the first stretching exercise, and he was afraid that they would not be able to remember it if he taught too much. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info However, because of psychological barriers and concerns about etiquette, in just eight beats at the beginning, they also made thousands of shapes, as if there were a group of demons dancing, and they couldn't see that they were doing the same set of actions.

In this regard, Yin Qianhe said that it is understandable, but it cannot be "connived". When she disbanded, she declared that she would do exercises every day in the future, and when she learned everything, she would do it every day. In addition, she will also teach everyone a set of eye exercises, because embroidery and making clothes are eye-consuming tasks, and it is necessary to protect the eyes.

This rule made the female workers cry bitterly, but they did not dare to openly resist, so they had to complain in their hearts.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or a miracle effect, Yin Qianhe feels a lot more relaxed after doing gymnastics.

She went back to her room to revise the first draft of the design she had hastily drawn the night before, but some of the paint had run out and she had to go to the street to buy it. Yin Qianyi knows more about the pigments here than her, so she invited Yin Qianyi to go to the Yuan family's calligraphy and painting shop to buy ink.

Remembering that the matter was not finished yet, the sisters did not plan to wander the streets, and rushed home after buying ink.

Passing by a wine shop, I saw a small painting stall in front of the wine shop, saying that it was a stall, but in fact, there were only four or five paintings. There was a plainly dressed scholar sitting on the side, who said that he was a scholar, but he was radiant and extraordinary, and he did not have the feeling of weakness that a scholar should have in Yin Qianhe's impression.

Yin Qianhe wanted to see the paintings he sold, so he pulled Yin Qianyi to the wine shop.

Yin Qianyi thought she was going to buy wine, so she said, "Sister, do you want to drink again?"

"No, I'm going to see the paintings that the man is selling."

The two walked to the front of the painting stall, and Yin Qianhe said to the scholar: "You sell this painting?"

When the scholar saw someone asking, he stood up and saluted, "Can this painting be sold or not?"

"What does it mean to sell or not?"

The scholar smiled: "If you have a fate, you will sell it, and if you don't have a fate, you won't sell it."

Yin Qianhe said: "Selling something also has to talk about fate, scholars love to be pretentious."

The scholar said: "The girl's words are wrong. I'm not a high school, but these paintings are all things I love, just like my own children, naturally I want to find someone for them. ”

"If it's a beloved thing, why do you want to sell it?"

"A gentleman has the virtue of sharing with others, such a good painting, it needs to be appreciated by others."

Yin Qianhe smiled secretly in his heart: "I really will raise my own value, I want to see what kind of good paintings you sell."

The scholar hung up a total of five paintings, namely a tiger coming out of a mountain, two landscapes, a figure and a stone.

Looking at the painting is really about the eye, and Yin Qianhe took a fancy to the figure at a glance. She doesn't know whether the technique of this painting is superb, but the color matching feels very good, and the content is very rich, the characters in the painting are lying or lying, or playing the piano or reading, they are very casual and chic, and it is good to buy them back and hang them in the hall.

Her house had been robbed once, and there were no ornaments, just like a tree without leaves. She had already wanted to buy something to hang up, but those exquisite porcelain copper stoves and so on were prohibitively expensive. I don't know how valuable this scholar's painting is.

"Who are the people who painted this figure?" Yin Qianhe asked.

The scholar said: "The girl doesn't even know the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest?"

"This is the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest? So who is Ji Kang and who is Ruan? ”

"This is Ji Kang, this is Ruan, this is Liu Ling......" The scholar pointed to the characters on the painting and introduced them one by one.

After Yin Qianhe heard this, he smiled and said: "Well, Ji Kangqing talks, Ruan Ji Changxiao, Shan Tao ponders, Liu Ling is drunk, Xiang Xiu reads, Ruan Xian strokes the qin, and there is a gag Wang Rong, who is alive and well a literary and artistic picture of a young man!"

The scholar couldn't understand and asked, "What picture did the girl say?"

"I said, it's a picture of a few people gathering in a bamboo forest to have a party when they are bored all day long. It's a bit interesting, how much does this one sell for? ”

"A thousand gold." The scholar replied calmly.

"Wow, a thousand gold? You're asking for a lot of money. This painting can't be sold for so much money if it is sold as an antique for a few hundred years, and now you are so open-mouthed, are you sincere in business? ”

The scholar said: "I thought that the girl didn't know much about this painting. But for the sake of what you think it's interesting, I'll sell it to you for a thousand bucks. ”

Yin Qianhe almost wanted to spit on him, and his tone was arrogant like something.

"If you come out to cheat in broad daylight, this girl won't be fooled by you. I'm not going to buy it, Qianyi, let's go. ”

"Girl, please."

The scholar is not compromised, and it seems that he is really not a person who wants to do business.

Yin Qianhe said again: "I'll go back and ask my sister to help me draw a picture of the same." ”

Yin Qianyi, who had been quietly watching the painting on the side, said: "I really don't dare to compare with this gentleman with my clumsy skills." ”

Yin Qianhe didn't know why, and objected: "Qianyi, don't be modest in front of such an arrogant person, you will only fuel his arrogance." ”

"I'm not modest, but because this gentleman is so good at painting, and it would be arrogant for me to say that I can paint the same picture as him."

"Are his paintings so good?"

"My sister came to see this Shi Lan Fu, it's really exquisite."

Yin Qianhe took a closer look at the stone diagram she was pointing to. The painting is quite large, but it is painted with a strange stone, and a large area is left blank. Not only is the whole painting uncolored, but it is still similar to stick figures.

A piece of ink painted in the middle of the stone looks like it was painted with a brush that is running out of ink. There are also three dull hairs emerging from the back of the stone and the side of the stone. In addition, three words of Shi Lanfu are mentioned in the upper right corner, and two more lines of poetry are mentioned on the left side of the word. Yin Qianhe still can't recognize the fourteen words of the poem, and the dragon flying and phoenix dancing of the poem are even more difficult to identify.

"The painting is called Shi Lanfu, but I painted a stone, and I didn't see the orchid, and the painting is so simple, what's the good?" Yin Qianhe asked puzzled.

Yin Qianyi smiled and said, "The three leaves sticking out from behind the stone are orchids." ”

"That's Ran! It's too lazy. ”

"Sister, don't look at these leaves, if you want to draw such orchid leaves, you need at least ten years of skill to succeed. This gentleman's pen is clear and vigorous, and he depicts the flexible and upright posture of the orchid leaves, which is really rare.

If I were to draw orchids, I would definitely draw them in a bush, and there would definitely be flowers. Since I couldn't draw such a single leaf with a balance of rigidity and softness, I needed to draw something else to enrich the whole painting and distract the viewer.

And you look at this painting, one stone and one orchid, simplifying. The orchid is hidden behind the stone, and only two or three leaves stretch out, and this leaf is enough to express the spiritual character of the orchid. It is a dark orchid in the mountains, which is better than the spring in the world. This intention alone is ingenious and emotional.

Look at the stone again, just a few strokes, it is a collection of strange, thin, fine, strange into one, it can be seen that Mr. pen is deep. ”

Yin Qianhe was still skeptical when he heard it, "Could it be that this is concise but not simple, and the essence is condensed?" ”

The scholar cast an appreciative look at Yin Qianyi with a smile on his face, expressing his affirmation of her appreciation ability, and said, "If the girl likes this Shilan Fu, she will sell it to the girl in the future." ”

Yin Qianyi said: "Thank you, sir, for your kindness." Although I love this painting very much, we are a small family and really can't afford so much money. ”

The scholar smiled: "I don't think the girl is a person who can't even afford a pot of wine. ”

"Huh?" Yin Qianyi didn't react.

The scholar said, "The girl only needs to go into the wine shop next door and sell a pot of good wine, and then she can exchange this painting with me." ”

"How can such a good painting be sold so cheaply?"

Yin Qianyi's surprise was no less than when Yin Qianhe heard that he had sold a thousand gold.