Teacher Ren worked hard and spent a lot of effort, and he really finished correcting the homework, which was more serious than ever.

It's a pity, ahem, the quality of the work is really poor.

Not to mention the students who received the corrected homework, looking at those comments, how excited they were, anyway, now Teacher Ren is tired enough.

Sitting on a chair and gulping herbal tea, an old gentleman hurriedly came in from the gate and shouted, "How is it, old Ren?" ”

As soon as Teacher Ren looked up and saw him, he couldn't cry or laugh: "How can it be so fast, you old man don't have a new piece of paper, don't write your words, what are you doing here, if that's the case, you're too anxious." ”

"Can I not be in a hurry? If you change it, you are also in a hurry! ”

The old man's face turned red and he was furious.

Teacher Ren hurriedly shook his head and stopped provoking him, but he still couldn't understand that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and children's affairs, let the children deal with them themselves, why bother mixing blindly.

This old man's surname is Zheng, before he retired, he was a provincial cadre, and after retirement, he usually reads books, reads newspapers, plays some literary and artistic things, and is also at ease, except for his precious grandson, no one can let him have the slightest trouble.

But this grandson alone made most of his hair gray within a year.

There is nothing else, his son is an older young man, let alone married, he has never even talked about a girlfriend, or it should be said, he has never brought it home, if he doesn't look good, it doesn't matter, but his grandson was born more beautiful than a fairy, with a good demeanor, although he is now a soldier. But there is no shortage of money in the family, he is definitely a diamond man, why does no one like it...... For this, he once suspected that there was something wrong with his grandson's health.

"I asked Daxian to calculate, saying that if I can get a picture of a living hundred flowers, then I can attract peach blossom luck and make my wish come true, in short, you quickly think of a way to get me a picture of a living hundred flowers."

Teacher Ren was speechless.

That's it. Although it is time-consuming and laborious. But this old guy wants it, don't worry about not finding it, but if he wants to live, what the hell is it!

Mr. Zheng didn't care. A vigorous entanglement. Talk endlessly. The chatter, the chatter gave him a headache, and Teacher Ren thought about it. There is also some understanding.

This old man has some misunderstandings with his daughter, his grandson has had few opportunities to meet him since he was a child, and now he is old, a little less stubborn, and the relationship with his daughter is relaxed, but he misses the growth of the child, and naturally there is a heart of compensation.

In addition, there was an earthquake a while ago, his grandson went to the disaster area again, and he heard that he was still alive and near, and the old man was even more distressed, and he always felt that the man was stable after he got married, and he would pay more attention to his own safety in the future.

Teacher Ren blinked, his eyes fell on this pile of homework, and suddenly smiled: "Let me tell you, among my students, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there was once a person who used divination to give me the exact time of return to my wallet by divination, why don't you try it too?" ”

The old man reached out and smashed him in the head.

Teacher Ren laughed, rolled his eyes, and actually summarized Mr. Zheng's situation, compiled a question, and sent it to a group, and posted it in the group he just told the students, asking everyone to write an assignment according to the situation.

The group immediately mourned.

Teacher Ren is triumphant, and the joy of being a teacher is also one of them. He still just learned this trick, this class, he added his students to the group, and if there is a notice or something in the future, you can announce it directly in the group, and you can use the mailbox directly to collect homework.

Young teachers have been like this for a long time, and old antiques like him have only recently caught up with the form.

The students are so distressed that they can't take an elective class, but they can't go to the kind of homework, and they end up leaving homework as if they are elementary school students or junior high school students, what is this called!

However, the topic left by Teacher Ren is also very interesting, divination, no one can guarantee that it will be accurate, even Teacher Ren himself did not say that those who study the Book of Changes may not necessarily divination, they miscalculate naturally normal.

After a while, several students submitted their assignments right away.

Teacher Ren opened it slowly, looked at it carefully, most of them looked at the flowers, saw one of them, swept the name, Wang Dandan, and more carefully, looked at it and sighed: "It's still handwritten and beautiful." ”

Old man Zheng almost didn't think he was a psychopath, and even felt that something was wrong with his brain.

"Look at this."

Teacher Ren turned his monitor around.

There are a bunch of theoretical knowledge in detail, all of which are written in Chinese, and it is still very difficult to write.

Mr. Ren has watched it for a long time, and he can't tell the meaning of more than 90% of it, but in general, it is very interesting.

Especially in the final concluding remarks, it seems that I am worried that the teachers will not understand and refuse to give points, and they will announce the answers to the final results.

I'm afraid you can't understand the map, so she won't draw it, and directly say the address, No. 329, Hexi Street, but it's not me who counts, there is just one in front of me, if the teacher wants it, come quickly.

Teacher Ren: "......"

Old man Zheng: "...... You teach great students! ”

The two old men must be embarrassed to let the family pay first, and they still have to work hard to make a trip.

…………

Hongchen is dressed like Xia Xue.

One is white, the other is black, both are sportswear, and they are carrying a small leather bag on their backs, which is easy.

All the girls on the street, young and old, were so happy.

At home that year, Luo Niang cried in private, saying that she would rather be a dog in the next life than a woman, otherwise she would be a little bit out of her mind.

Hongchen laughed and scolded: If you are still crying, do you want to live if you change to another girl.

Having said that, the woman of Da Zhou is still not having a good time.

Walking all the way, a polo next to her was hovering at the intersection, and before Xia Xue could react, her little classmate walked over generously and asked, "Death trade?" Turn left at the second intersection and you'll be able to see it. ”

“…… Thank you!? ”

The owner of the car was a woman in her thirties with a confused face.

Hongchen took Xia Xue's hand and walked away.

The streets of Marina City are not horizontal and vertical. Instead, it was more roundabout, and I originally walked east along the east-west street, and as I walked, it turned out to be a north-south street, and people also faced the north, so I often met people who asked for directions.

Hongchen usually doesn't know the way, but she is still helpful, and every time she speaks out to help people show the way, like a coastal local, so far. There have been no cases of people who have gone the wrong way and come back to beat people.

Of course. Maybe people just go wrong and don't bother to pay attention.

However, just looking at her, she doesn't need people to say where she is going, as if she knew it in advance, you know that this girl is very Taoist. And as far as she knew. Each time the red dust gives the route offered. All belong to the most suitable route, maybe not the shortest, but definitely the smoothest.

Xia once suspected that his roommate had memorized a map.

In fact. Recently, because of the popularity of a cool 21st century Holmes, there are really many girls and boys who memorize the map of their city for this purpose, which is a good hobby and deserves praise.

Hongchen casually said it to her friends, and she didn't explain that she was practicing divination, she didn't plan to hide this kind of thing, but she wouldn't say it when she met people.

"Let's go, it's rare that the weather is good, go around a few more places."

There are many people and vehicles on the street, and the market is even more lively.

It would be great if one day I could let my family and friends come and see the old ones.

Xia Xue bought a bunch of cosmetics, and she also knew that Hongchen didn't love this.

"Go to the cultural street."

The cultural street is the common name, the common people call it, and the name of the official record is serious, and it is Hexi Street.

However, common names are often more encapsulating of the character of the street.

The whole street sells ancient books of calligraphy and painting, the four treasures of the study, and all kinds of antique ornaments.

Antiques or something, Hongchen is not interested, she loves those modern crafts more, and some of the paper is also excellent.

Xia Xue doesn't fall in love with this place, but her grandfather is 70 years old, she has been old in the past two years, and she is in college, so she can't just deal with sending a birthday post or something, so she has to be sincere.

If you want her to buy antiques, she can't afford to buy expensive ones, so she only plans to buy a thousand yuan.

Xia Xue turned around and bought a folding fan, carved and carved with wood, which was very exquisite, and was packed in a box, but unfortunately this thing could not be used by her grandfather, she liked it herself, and she originally bought it for herself to play.

When I turned back, I saw Hongchen squatting in front of a small stall, selecting porcelain pieces from a pile of broken porcelain.

"Huh? Do you still like this? What do you want this thing for? ”

There are a lot of ancient porcelain pieces in this area, and there are really a lot of them, after all, they are broken and worthless, unless they can really pick out the complete porcelain from the hundreds or thousands of fragments.

Hongchen obviously didn't have this mind, she picked and chosen, and the pieces she picked out were obviously not a set, there were white porcelain, celadon, and red ones, stained with mud and sand, not delicate and beautiful at all.

The stall owner obviously didn't think that he could sell these things, and when he saw Hongchen asking for it, he couldn't see his teeth and eyes when he smiled.

"It's nothing."

Hongchen smiled, pocketed the things he picked out, and deliberately avoided Xia Xue's side to prevent her from approaching.

"What about you? Is there a picture? ”

Xia Xue sighed, didn't notice the small movements of her classmates, and looked at the vendor for a long time: "Let's go around again, forget it, I'll grit my teeth and spend more money to buy it in the store next to it." ”

She felt that the things sold in the store were more reliable.

After all, the store is there, and the things that are really going to be sold are too outrageous, and they can't run away from people, and they can't run away from the house.

Hongchen looked at it and picked one for her, not going forward or backward, the signboard was very new, and it looked like it had just opened.

As soon as Xia Xue entered, she gave a thumbs up: "It's really lucky." ”

There are several paintings hanging on the wall in the north of this store, one of the largest is the imitation of Fuchun Mountain Residence, the author is anonymous, but looking at the painting skills, there is still quite a commendable place, and then look at the paper pen and ink, like the works of the Republic of China.

Not to mention anything else, it is quite remarkable to be able to imitate the Fuchun Mountain Residence Map, and it is still like it.

Hongchen paid more attention to another painting hanging next to the Fuchun Mountain Residence Map, glanced at it, and suddenly smiled.

She felt that she should look through the history books.

Of course it's just an illusion, as a liberal arts student. It is impossible not to know the basic history, in the history here, there is no Great Zhou where she is, and there is no situation of the four kingdoms of strife, although the history is magnificent enough, it should not be the world where she is.

But there are a lot of strange things.

For example, Hongchen's favorite pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are also famous here, and for example, the painting in front of him......

Xia Xue bargained with the shopkeeper for a long time. The imitation of Fuchun Mountain is still unaffordable. People want 800,000, which is still the least.

"It's not a celebrity imitation!"

Xia Xue muttered for a long time, but she knew in her heart that such a painting. The price at which they sell it is not particularly outrageous.

Hongchen glanced at her. Pointing to another one.

Xia Xue looked at her hand. I wondered in my heart: "This painting is so strange." ”

It was a picture of a hundred flowers, and unlike the general picture of a hundred flowers, it was not all flowers. Instead, the flowers are incorporated into a huge garden, in which the rockery pond is swamped, the meandering water flows, the koi fish jump in the pond, and the pedestrians stretch out their hands to fold the flowers, which is a lively scene and magnificent.

It is said that such a gorgeous painting, in fact, is not easy to shine, although ordinary people like to be lively, but those real artists, most of them do not like such things, the more lively, the more they can't sell for a high price.

This one is different, elegant and vulgar appreciation, a person can see some different things, just say that the current guests, some look at it, they want to cry, some look at it, immediately remember when they just got married, looking forward to happiness and sweetness.

The phone keeps ringing.

Hongchen opened it and looked at it, smiled, crackled and began to type a bunch of words, her hand speed was fast, Xia Xue kept going around the painting, turning around, feeling that her grandfather should not be able to accept this style.

When her grandfather was elegant, he always used ink and wash freehand, preferring blank space rather than flowers.

Hongchen smiled and handed over the phone and said, "Teacher Ren's friend has taken a fancy to it, and I guess I want it." ”

Xia Xue was overjoyed when she saw it: "The Zhou Yi study that Wang Dandan chose, this teacher is really interesting, I knew that I would choose it too." ”

The two of them talked a few words, and Xia Xue asked the salesman to bring the flower picture, she liked it herself, and if the teacher didn't want to buy it, she would collect it herself.

"You don't have to look at it, you can't afford it."

Xia Xue had just said a few words, and a voice suddenly came from behind.

The two men turned back in unison.

As soon as he saw the people, Hongchen was startled - where did the monster come from!

She has also seen monsters, but the one in front of her is definitely more like a monster than most of the monsters she has seen, with colorful hair, four gold rings on his nose, ears and ears, big skull rings on his fingers, his clothes are particularly thin, tightly attached to his body, and his face is painted with bells and whistles, long black eyelashes, smoky makeup, and he can barely see his facial features, so he has a good figure.

Xia Xueden was a little unhappy, opened his mouth, and just wanted to speak, the 'monster' voice was interrupted crisply: "This is Zheng Qiaozi's hundred flowers, according to legend, 1,300 years ago, His Royal Highness King Shou of the Tang Kingdom, wanted to marry Zheng Qiaozi, a famous prostitute in the capital, the emperor was furious and imprisoned Zheng Qiaozi, but the famous prostitute was not afraid at all, he still read and painted every day, and even drew such a picture of a hundred flowers in a variety of postures, so he became famous all over the world, although King Shou still compromised, but Zheng Qiaozi's name instantly overshadowed Song Shishi and so on at that time, Several top famous prostitutes are in the limelight. ”

When the man spoke, he was triumphant, his eyebrows fluttering, "Look at this paper, look at this painting, it must be genuine, you two want to buy it?" Maybe I'll sell you and buy a corner! Let me tell you, wash your ears very clearly, this painting is worth less than two million, and I will sell you my head! ”

"Then we won't buy it, it's so scary to be bloody!"

I ran into a nervous disorder!

Whoever is idle has nothing to do, and is looking for someone else's stubble on the street! It's not a neurosis, and I don't know it, and I don't have any grievances.

Xia Xue didn't have the strength to argue with him more, so she exhaled, turned her head to look at Hongchen, and saw Hongchen covering her lips and smiling.

"Ahem!"

What a laugh, what a shame!

Hongchen patted Xia Xue's hand, didn't look at the 'monster', and beckoned the waiter to bring the painting.

Since it's hung on the wall, it's sure to be visible.

The salesman hesitated, hurriedly put on gloves, took down the painting, put it on the table, and turned on the light.

Hongchen didn't need to touch it with his hands, he took out a folded piece of paper directly from the notebook, opened it and spread it on the other side of the table, the size of the paper was about the same as the hundred flowers picture.

The monster was amused when he saw it: "Ouch. Is this knowing that you can't afford it, and you still want to copy it? If you don't have that ability, don't do such funny things, in case it makes people laugh off their big teeth, can you afford it? ”

"You're sick!"

Xia Xue glared at him.

The 'youkai' sneered.

At this time, even Xia Xue could see that this person knew them as if he had a grudge, but Hongchen was engrossed and serious. Draw one stroke at a time.

Painted for a while. The monster glanced at it and raised its eyebrows lightly: "What! ”

Xia Xue was also confused.

It's really red dust in the east and west, I really don't know what she paints. It's all simple lines.

About five minutes or so. Hongchen stopped writing. Push the item in your hand to the salesperson.

The salesman looked confused.

Hongchen smiled: "Take it to your boss to see." ”

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The youkai scoffed, "No need to ask, tell you." I bought this thing, make a price, if it's not outrageous, I'll ask for it, don't give me a false price, I'm not a big wrongdoer, hum. ”

In this kind of shop, the quality of the salesperson is still quite high, and the man looked at it, and as soon as he lowered his head and took something, he went into the back room.

The 'monster' choked, his face changed slightly, and he didn't make a big fuss.

In just a moment, there was an exclamation in the room, an old lady with gray hair walked out, wearing glasses on her face, and the salesman was pointing at the side, she saw Hongchen at a glance, and her face showed a little surprise: "What a young child!" ”

She was still holding the things painted by Hongchen in her hand, and stroked it gently, with a smile on her face, "Hey, I got this painting, there have been ten years, they all said that I picked up the treasure, this is Zheng Qiaozi, Zheng Qiaozi left few paintings, and it is a painting with such a story, then it is better, but I always feel that there is something wrong, look at it, or think that this painting is fake, but I don't know how to determine, I didn't think about it, but the little classmate solved my confusion today." ”

Xia Xue was dumbfounded when she heard this.

The monster was also stunned: "Fake? No way! Aunt Qu, don't talk nonsense, didn't you ask Emperor Xiao to appraise this painting back then? ”

"What's the matter, what Xiao Xiao has identified must be accurate?"

That Aunt Qu shook her head and glared at him, "Xuanxuan, you kid, the more you grow up, the more ignorant you become, it's okay to make trouble on your territory, what kind of trouble are you going to make trouble here!" ”

The little monster lowered his head, and there were words in his mouth, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever makes trouble, this painting can't be fake." ”

"See for yourself."

Aunt Qu directly unfolded the things painted by Hongchen and covered the picture of a hundred flowers, and everyone found that it was actually consistent with the leaf veins, and those lines were all leaf veins on the flowers.

"See clearly?"

She took it away again and turned it slightly!

At this moment, everyone suddenly realized.

"Fake!"

It's not fake, it's written a big fake word, even if the strokes are a little arc-shaped, a little distorted, but the words can't be changed.

The monster's face was flushed, his head drooped, and he couldn't say a word.

Aunt Qu ignored him either, walked over and smiled at Hongchen: "Little classmate, can you tell me, how can you see this at a glance?" ”

You must know that the traces on the painting are extremely hidden, and the counterfeiter is highly skilled and has no flaws in the painting.

Hongchen shook his head with a smile, pursed his lips and refused to say more.

She couldn't say it, because she had forged the painting, and even this extremely complicated secret memorization method was something she had nothing to do.

Because it is particularly complicated, not only requires ingenuity, but also has extremely high requirements for painting skills, so it is difficult to complete, after she came up with a way, there are many friends to play with this hand, the paintings that were copied, there are ancient paintings and new paintings, as well as their own paintings, the size of Shuangli teamed up to get a batch of fake paintings into it, and even the paintings of His Majesty the Emperor were also harmed, and it is very interesting to think about.

Hongchen didn't say anything, and Boss Qu didn't ask anymore, but the two of them wanted to buy this painting but couldn't.

"If it's another painting, the little classmates like it, it doesn't hurt for me to offer it with both hands, but this one, because it has some relationship with my family, even if it's fake, I'm not willing to sell it to others, just hang it out for everyone to see, and I want to ask for a result."

In this case, it is naturally difficult to force it.

At this time, Teacher Ren and the old man Zheng also arrived, and when they arrived, they heard the last ear words, and the old man Zheng was disappointed, and looked up to see Hongchen, which was very familiar, and remembered that this little girl he knew, it was the one who sold him ancient paper.

"It turned out to be you, and it was fate!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Teacher Ren, "You are a very good teacher, and after just a few lessons, the students will set up a stall to tell fortunes." ”

He saw Hongchen at that time, and Hongchen was setting up a stall to pretend to be half an immortal.

Old man Zheng sighed weakly and glared at Hongchen, "Aren't you able to pinch it?" Why did you miscalculate this time? (To be continued.) )