Ninety-ninth, Strange Paintings (Asking for Tickets, Asking for Rewards)

Shen Mu himself has no ill feelings towards Hu Qigongzi.

Thinking that Hu Qigongzi and Rong Zhi were already familiar with each other, he also wanted to know what kind of person Rong Zhi was in Hu Qigongzi's mind!

I happened to meet it today, so it's better to go to the restaurant and get together.

This is the first time that Shen Mu has entered this kind of relatively luxurious and high-grade restaurant in ancient times.

He couldn't help but take a few more glances as he walked.

Follow the beautifully renovated gate to enter.

The style inside is very antique.

In the middle, there is a staircase that leads to the second floor.

The environment felt secluded.

There was no loud noise inside.

It's more like an upscale leisure club than a restaurant.

Indeed, this restaurant is not just for eating.

It also has a variety of casual boxes.

Hu Qigongzi is on the second floor. Shen Mu was about to step on the steps, and when he walked up, he first saw that Hu Qigongzi had already greeted him at the staircase.

It is very likely that Hu Qigongzi is a frequent visitor to this restaurant.

Therefore, when the other people in the restaurant saw Hu Qigongzi standing at the staircase and waiting for someone, they couldn't help but glance at Shen Mu's fresh face a few more times.

The guy at the restaurant also greeted him politely and said, "Does Master Hu have any other instructions?" ”

"Prepare an extra pot of tea and a few snacks." The little guy standing behind Hu Qigongzi heard this.

"Okay, wait." The guy sang.

The box where Hu Qigongzi was located was located in the second room on the left side of the second floor.

When Shen Mu went in and took a look, he felt that this was purely a place to drink tea.

This room is very well lit and the windows are large and the windows are open at this time.

Under the window, there is a table.

On the table are paper, ink, pens and inkstones.

There is also a half-painted landscape of people.

Shen Mu naturally stepped forward and stood in front of the table to look.

If you look closely at the scenery on the screen, you will feel very familiar.

Isn't this the scenery on the street below the restaurant?

On the screen, there are two people in the painting.

One of them was a child, about seven or eight years old.

It was a little beggar.

Standing face to face with the little beggar was a son.

From the back, Shen Mu could see at a glance that this young man was none other than him just now.

After he met the old man on the street earlier, he also asked other people about the Fuyun Building.

Among them was this little beggar.

It's not that he really wants to get any useful information out of the little beggar's mouth.

I just think this kid looks quite pitiful.

Especially when he met the child's pleading eyes, his heart couldn't help but soften.

Asking for news is just a pretext, giving a few pennies to let this kid temporarily fill his stomach.

Unexpectedly, the scene that happened on the street just now fell into the eyes of Hu Qigongzi.

It was also painted by the other party!

He always thought that a talented man like Hu Qigongzi painted all the elegant works of spring and snow.

Or the kind of glamorous beauty painted in the brothel of the green house.

I didn't expect him to paint this kind of painting of the lower riba people, depicting people in the market.

"What does Brother Shen think? The younger brother is okay with his drawing. ”

"It's very expressive." What Shen Mu said was from his heart, he didn't think that Hu Qigongzi's paintings were so famous, his person was a person who sold his reputation and reputation!

Although the people painted in ink painting are a bit abstract, they are also both physical and spiritual.

"The younger brother has long known that Brother Shen is a confidant." Hu Qigongzi said with a smile, his smile was like a spring flower blooming, beautiful.

As a man, it's a shame to have this look.

Fortunately, this Hu Qisheng was in a wealthy family of eunuchs, otherwise this appearance would easily bring trouble to himself.

Speaking of painting, Shen Mu was also a little interested.

Naturally, he didn't know anything about classical ink painting, but after so many years in the West, he also learned some skills in his free time, sketching skills, and oil painting skills.

Now that I regard Hu Qi as a friend, I have made friends with my heart. I couldn't help but feel itchy right now, and I wanted to show off this bit of skill.

So he said: "Mu also knows a little bit of Western painting skills, so it's better to learn from Brother Hu together." ”

"Oh! Brother Shen actually knows some Western painting skills, let's take a look. Hu Qigongzi was very excited after hearing this, and hurriedly urged.

Shen Mu picked up the paintbrush on the table, and the little servant of Hu Qigongzi next to him, who had already been very eye-catching, re-laid out a piece of white paper on the table, waiting for Shen Mu to put down the pen.

Drawing a sketch with a soft pen is naturally not appropriate, Shen Mu thought about it. , or draw a simple picture, a little more reliable.

Compared with the ancient paintings of the East, Western oil painting is not only more intense in color, but more importantly, its composition is more three-dimensional.

Shen Mu didn't draw anything more complicated, so he used the teapot and pastry saucer on the table as the real thing.

Soon a static oil painting was sketched.

When he was painting, Hu Qigongzi was next to him and did not interfere with his creation.

It's a very attentive observation.

Although painting oil with a brush is not as convenient as an oil brush, Shen Mu was still a little jerky at first, but gradually it got better.

"Okay, good, Brother Shen's paintings are better than the younger brother."

Waiting for Shen Mu to drop the last stroke, Hu Qigongzi clapped his hands and praised.

"Shen Gongzi is so powerful, this teapot looks like the real thing." The little guy also exclaimed.

"I can only draw these dead things in the next place, which makes Brother Hu smile."

"Brother Shen is too modest, I don't know who Brother Shen's skills are? The younger brother also learned some Western techniques from others in the first two years, but he painted people, but every time he painted, he always felt unsatisfied. ”

"Oh, Brother Hu Xian has also learned Western painting techniques?" Shen Mu sweated profusely when he heard this.

Also, by the middle of the Ming Dynasty, it is highly likely that Western missionaries, or Western merchants, brought some Western painting techniques into Middle-earth.

Hu Qigongzi really loves painting, and it is not surprising to learn these novel painting techniques.

"The younger brother also painted a number of Western figure paintings at home, and the next day is better than hitting the sun, and I also invited Brother Shen to go to the house to have a look."

Shen Mu felt that Hu Qigongzi's sincerity was indeed very sufficient, thinking that there was nothing else to do today, so he immediately agreed.

The Hu family is a big family in Jixi County, and the family has a large population.

There are also numerous houses.

Hu Qigongzi is the grandson of the long house, and there are two elder brothers above.

Since the fame of Hu Qigongzi's painting spread, the Hu family has specially prepared a relatively large painting building for Hu Qigongzi.

Guests who come to visit do not have to enter through the main gate of the front yard, but enter directly through the small side door of the backyard, and go through the cloister rockery to Hu Qigongzi's painting building.

There are three floors in the painting building, and each floor is full of various paintings made by Hu Qigongzi.

"Huh?" Shen Mu suddenly stepped down in front of one of the paintings!

"Brother Hu painted this is the Fortune Building?"