After eating a breakfast with national characteristics, William's family, accompanied by the fat man and others, went to visit the Badou Museum with a satisfied stomach.

There are so many people, a car really can't be pulled, it just so happens that the school officially opened today, and those school buses also went to pick up students, there was no way, Brother Badou told William and Li Xiaonan that they drove the square bucket car first. He launched the long-lost big golden deer, carried Li Xiaoman, and slowly walked to the museum.

Sitting on the pack shelf, hugging the waist of the bucket familiar to the fat man, listening to this guy humming "sweet honey" in his mouth, Li Xiaoman's heart is really sweet, it is so down-to-earth.

Everything seems to have changed, but everything doesn't seem to have changed, although the fat man is now considered to be a little wealthy, but he is still the same fat man, and he will ride a big golden deer around the streets-

When the two of them arrived at the entrance of the museum, they saw several huge banners on it: "Warmly welcome the return of national treasures", "Mo Evil Sword out, who will compete", "Where is the goddess of Luoshui now, see the truth in the Eight Bucket Pavilion". It turned out that the calligraphy and paintings that the golden eye carving had been brought back from some museums in Europe and the United States were finally officially exhibited after being reframed and arranged.

In addition, the two heavyweight national treasures of Mo Xie Sword and "Luo Shen Futu", which were newly retrieved recently, have specially added a calligraphy and painting hall in the Badou Museum.

When the eyes of the fat man and Li Xiaoman fell from a high place to the gate of the museum, they couldn't help but be surprised: two long queues lined up there, some waving small pennants in their hands, shouting something in their mouths, and making a lot of noise.

"It's not good, the demonstration at our door is coming, someone must be making trouble!" The fat man put the big golden deer on the road tooth. and then rush forward.

"Don't worry. I think they all look very happy. Not as agitated as demonstrations. "Li Xiaoman still has more experience in this area, after all, he has been a policeman before.

When the two of them walked closer, they realized that it was not a demonstration, but a spontaneous celebration there. The reason for the celebration is, of course, because of the dozens of pieces that have returned from overseas.

Who said that the masses of the people are insensitive? The fat man suddenly became energetic, raised his arms and shouted: "Everyone pay attention, everyone present can visit for free today!" ”

People looked over in unison, and some people quickly recognized Brother Weiwu. So they greeted each other with a smile, and some thanked them, so it was a mess.

Looking at the fat man who was surrounded by the crowd, Li Xiaoman couldn't help but purse his lips and snicker: When did this little pick become so generous?

Following the flow of people into the museum, the fat man soon saw William's family, strolling around the exhibition hall of the Shang Zhou. In particular, the two giant tripods in the round sky are more and more exquisite after being cleaned, coupled with the charm of the ancient vicissitudes of life, which really makes people can't help but have the heart of worship.

See the fat man. As soon as the old nobleman was about to open his mouth, the fat man shook his hand with a smile: "Don't tell me that you want to buy something here." To be honest with you, none of this belongs to me. Even if it's really mine, such a national weapon is not for sale, and if I really sell it to you, I guess I will be arrested and imprisoned immediately. ”

The old nobles were also full of regret when they heard this, they had been here for half a day, and they had been lingering in front of these two giant tripods, and they were deeply conquered by the majestic demeanor of the giant tripod.

However, the fat man would definitely not disappoint him, and he blinked his small eyes twice and said, "Uncle, you can ask Mr. Henry to paint the big ding, and then you can buy his paintings, wouldn't you be able to take these two giant tripods home?" ”

The fat man did this, of course, to help Henry with sales, because this guy had recently finally figured out that he wanted to raise money to build an international art academy that would teach both Chinese and Western oil painting.

If you want to build an academy of fine arts, the funds you need will go to the sea, even if it is Henry's paintings day and night, it is estimated that there will not be enough money for ten or eight years, so it is one more painting to be sold.

And the reason why Henry came up with this idea, according to the fat man's estimate, may still be influenced by the old naughty boy. Although in terms of painting skills, Zeng Lao Naughty Boy is slightly inferior to Henry, but when it comes to dealing with people, a hundred Henry add up to nothing.

From traditional Taoism and Buddhism, Zeng Lao Naughty Tong came to an important conclusion: for a sect to flourish, it must have a large number of followers. The same is true of their school, if there are always two or three big cats and small cats, the influence will definitely be limited. However, if the disciples were all over the world, Henry and Zeng Lao Naughty, who were the originators of the school, would definitely stand at the top of the pyramid forever.

Henry didn't have such a way in his heart, but he was able to get more people to devote themselves to painting, and they were able to learn to paint according to his theory, which also made him excited, so he began to talk about it.

However, the matter is still in its infancy for a simple reason: there is no money.

Henry and Zeng Lao Naughty also wanted to find a fat man to pull sponsorship, but unfortunately Brother Badou is worse than them now, and he has repaid nine ass debts out of ten ass - there is still one ass debt left!

If you don't have money, you have to do something, and the procedures that should be run are naturally run by Zeng Lao Naughty, who is now faintly sitting on the top spot in the Chinese oil painting world, and it is relatively easy to talk and do things. In addition, a few classrooms were set aside in Badou School as the prototype of the future development of the Academy of Fine Arts. Anyway, there are many children in Badou School who have a talent for painting, and they usually follow Henry to learn it.

And now seeing the old fat sheep's generosity, Brother Badou has another idea in his heart: Do you want to pull him on this thief ship?

After visiting the Shang and Zhou Museum, the next should be the Calligraphy and Painting Museum, but unfortunately it has long been overcrowded here, and it is impossible to squeeze in at all, so there is no way to go to the Western Oil Painting Museum first, there are relatively few works here, except for "Missing", several of Henry's works are displayed here.

Standing in front of "Missing", the old nobleman watched it for more than an hour. The fat man paid close attention to it, and more often than not, the old nobleman was not looking at the painting, but looking far away, and his thoughts must have been thousands of miles away.

Yes, anyone who sees this painting will be deeply touched and feel something. Anyway, as long as the fat man saw this painting in the past, Li Xiaoman's shadow would appear in his mind, maybe this is the charm of the master, right?

"A master is a master!" After reading it, the only thing the old nobleman had to say about the painting was this. Undoubtedly. He has been completely conquered by this painting.

The fat man also followed alongside: "Maybe." Henry may be the next master, what do you think, uncle? ”

The old nobleman thought for a moment, then nodded: "If he can stick to the right path, I think all this will become a reality." ”

Strike while the iron is hot, Brother Badou then talked about Henry's heart and the current predicament, and finally euphemistically proposed that he hoped that the old fat sheep could fund the school.

The old nobleman listened all the time, nodding from time to time. In fact, universities of this nature, which are more common in Europe and the United States, have their own board of trustees, and if they are properly operated, they are also a way to make money.

However, the old aristocracy still had some misgivings about running a school for studying oil painting in the East. So when the fat man finished speaking, he looked at him expectantly, and the old nobleman smiled and said, "If you also contribute the same money, then I have no problem!" ”

Sure enough, it's an old traitor. Horses are slippery, and rabbits are hard to catch when they are old. This is going to tie me to this boat - the fat man is considered to have completely subdued the old fat sheep, and he is indeed the master who does not see rabbits and eagles, no wonder his family's assets have expanded rapidly in his generation.

But the old nobleman's proposal was also reasonable, and Brother Badou didn't want to empty the white wolf, but he didn't have any money now. Moreover, Brother Badou is also very optimistic about the future of this academy of fine arts, if he has enough money, he will have to fund it alone. The reason why the old aristocrats were recruited was to absorb funds, and secondly, of course, to use his influence in Great Britain to promote the Academy of Fine Arts, and to pull the roots of the students.

"It's done!" Ruthless, gritting his teeth, the fat man made up his mind. Although he still owes a lot of debt, I believe that in the near future, there will be another big investment. Moreover, the Academy of Fine Arts cannot be built in a day, and the time should be in time.

"Happy cooperation - you have an old saying in China, which is called a rope to tie two grasshoppers, are we two grasshoppers now?" The old nobleman stretched out his hand and clasped it tightly with the fat man's big fat hand.

The fat man couldn't help but re-examine the old fat sheep: "No, to be exact, it should be three, and Henry and they should also hold a certain amount of shares, even if it is a technical share-"

After reaching a preliminary agreement, the rest of the things are not in the hands of the fat man, as for how the three parties contribute, how to divide the shares, how to clarify the rights and obligations, then leave it to the professionals.

Coming out of the museum, standing on the steps of the door, the old nobleman looked back at the plaque on it: "It's really good, after returning to China, I must all those old friends come here to visit." The only thing that's a pity is that there are so few paintings on display—"

"Soon there will be more!" The fat man said hey. The old aristocrat thought that he was talking about what would happen after the establishment of the Academy of Fine Arts, but learning painting is a long cycle, doesn't it mean that far water does not quench the thirst of the near?

Seeing that it was already noon, Brother Badou pretended to invite William's family to eat Western food. However, the old nobleman shook his head and objected: instead of eating inauthentic Western food, it is better to taste delicious Chinese food.

It's exactly what I want - Brother Badou then pulled everyone back to the nursing home, and when he was using the money, he could save a little. Of course, the most important thing is that the fat man himself is really less fond of Western food.

When there were guests at home, Brother Badou cooked himself and made a large table of dishes. As a result, the old nobleman was full of praise for the bowl of braised wild boar and the dumplings stuffed with wild boar, according to him, when he was in his own country, he generally did not eat pork.

"I'm a wild boar, of course it's different!" The fat man was also very proud, and when it came to game, he remembered something again, so he went to the kitchen and quickly brought out a plate of small pickles, only to see that the plate was full of pickled grasshoppers with a length of inches, all beards and legs, just like a living one.

Seeing this, the old nobleman waved his hand again and again. Brother Badou insisted on pulling a big grasshopper into his dinner plate: "Taste it, it's delicious, I pickled it by myself, and most people don't give it to him." Didn't you always say that we are grasshoppers on a rope, why do we have to represent one? (To be continued......)