After Lin Fusheng drew the bamboo forest map, he handed it over to Lin Dezhong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is also the way he came up with to figure out the way he came up with to fix this money-hungry cousin.

On that day, Lin Dezhong took his treasure and followed Lin Shi to the town.

Along the way, Lin Dezhong was still muttering his dissatisfaction. "This second brother is really stingy, he deceived me into a pile of paper and didn't say anything, so he painted a broken painting, how can he sell it for a high price?"

"Grandpa's calligraphy only sold for fifty wen." Lin Dezhong sat on the ox cart and swayed and opened the painting in his hand. Lo and behold, there are really two lines of small print on it. "Even if there are words and paintings, it will only be a hundred at most. I still have to share three or seven points with him, and I don't even have enough paper money. ”

"Hmph, if I can sell it for a hundred yuan, I won't give him a penny." Lin Dezhong nagged on his own, and fell asleep on the ox cart.

By the time he woke up again, he was already in town.

It's not the first time Lin Dezhong has come back, he has also been with Lin Shitong and his father a few times before. The shops in this town, he has a clear door, especially the place where food is sold, he can go with his eyes closed. Moreover, the shopkeeper inside still recognizes him as a foodie. It may be that people are more individualized and easy to remember.

This time, Lin Dezhong didn't care about buying food, he had more important tasks on his side. After inquiring carefully, I learned that in the eastern district of the town, there is a wealthy family, who is very rich and generous, and most importantly, this person also likes literati very much, and he can't put down poetry, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting. In order to highlight his cultural heritage, he also deliberately planted a large piece of bamboo in his yard.

Lin Dezhong was very excited when he heard the news. However, in an instant, he became worried again.

This uncle, if you like poetry, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting so much, you must have learned a lot of literature. Then he won't see at a glance that I'm just a nameless country boy who painted it.

After thinking for a long time, "Whatever, go try it." It's best if you want to, don't ......, don't you want him to beat me? ”

Lin Dezhong couldn't care about anything for the sake of money. I inquired all the way to this house in the East End.

Before I entered the alley, I saw green bamboos emerging from the wall in front of me.

Hey, it's here.

Lin Dezhong stepped forward to call the door.

Soon the door opened, and a figure dressed as a subordinate came out. This person is not the same as the servants of ordinary rich people's houses, he is so clean that he is clean, how do he look at it, how do he feel that this person is not like a good person, he is angry, and he lives like a gangster.

There was a thump in the Lind Center, I wouldn't fall into the bad guys' den.

"Who are you?" The doorman looked Lin Dezhong up and down, and then said very unceremoniously: "Do you know what kind of place this is?" Do you know how to write, and if you can't write, you can't enter this door. ”

As soon as he heard this, Lin Dezhong secretly thought that what the people in the town said was true.

It is said that this master is a well-known love talent. As long as you are a scholar, wear a green shirt and a long shirt, and can write, whether you know it or not, you will definitely be treated like a guest. But if the illiterate lord begs for food, or starves to death at his doorstep, he doesn't care. Sensei said that if he begged for food, even the monk had to beat him out.

Lin Dezhong looked at this person's posture, as if he was about to do something as he spoke, he hurriedly raised the painting in his hand and said, "I'm here to sell calligraphy and paintings." ”

"Calligraphy and painting?" The hand that the doorman had just raised fell again. He looked at the country boy in front of him in a daze, hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay then, you wait." I'm going to call our people out. ”

After the doorman left, Lin Dezhong breathed a sigh of relief.

When I was young, a guy with a big belly and a fat brain came out.

When Lin Dezhong saw it, his face was horizontal, and there was a big black mole on his face, and his eyes were already small, and when he was squeezed by the flesh, he was even more gone. However, this person is dressed in good materials and clothes, and he knows at a glance that he is the master of this person. I couldn't help but take two steps back, sneering at this person.

The fat man went out and looked down, and his chin immediately piled up a lump of fat. "What kind of calligraphy and paintings do you sell?"

Lin Dezhong trembled and unfolded the painting that Lin Fusheng gave him, and said: "Grandfather, look, you have a bamboo full of yards, you can see at a glance how knowledgeable you are, how elegant you are." My painting, a bamboo forest, hanging on your hall, is the most suitable. Hehe, hehe......"

As soon as this member heard about it, some people said that he was talented and learned, just like the bamboo in his courtyard. I couldn't help but be overjoyed, so I wanted to say a few more words, "You're very good at talking." Do you know why I like people who can write? ”

Then how do I know? Lin Dezhong shook his head.

"I'll tell you the truth, my third master made a fortune because he was once enlightened by a little scholar, so he got mixed up with today's situation. You don't know, this is a scholar, it's really different, move your mouth, uh no, that kid back then, he did it, and he cheated two taels ......of silver from the master, hehe. However, the third master and I used his tricks to make more money. Now, I have a big yard to live in, and I have delicacies from the mountains and seas to eat, and I have married eighteen women alone. Therefore, I only know the third master, what is called 'Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book.'" ’”

Lin Dezhong listened to the remarks of the third master of the king, and he also confirmed his dream even more, and nodded frequently.

Wang Sanye spoke, very proud, shook his head and raised his hand, and said, "Bring your calligraphy and paintings, I'll take a look." ”

Lin Dezhong raised his hands and handed them over respectfully.

Wang Sanye took a look up in his hand, and saw an inky bamboo forest on it, and there seemed to be a few bent weeds in the corner. The whole painting is simple and beautiful, without too much brush and ink, but it is more elegant, and it also highlights the two lines of small characters on it:

The reeds on the wall are top-heavy and shallow.

Bamboo shoots in the mountains, with thick skin and hollow belly.

……

Isn't this a bit too much?

Under the red light of the setting sun, Lin Fusheng was sitting alone on the whetstone in the courtyard, looking at the direction leading to the town with a sad face, thinking to himself.

If that kid meets a good person, looks at the calligraphy and painting, scolds him twice, and teaches him a lesson, but if he meets a bad temper, beat him ......, oops, that's it......

Lin Fusheng felt that he was a little inconsiderate and reckless at this time.

At this moment, I saw in the distance, my father Lin Shitong was driving an ox cart, with a sad face, slowly driving in the direction of home.

Looking at his father's expression, Lin Fu closed his eyes and looked at the car behind him, but he couldn't see Lin Dezhong's figure anyway.