After resting here for two days, Chu Feng also probably knew the identities of the master and servant.

The old man who was called "Ah Lang" by the slave Lao Zhang, surnamed Lu, has a single name and a Hongzi, and the word Wenduan, Chu Feng respectfully called the elder Mr. Wenduan.

Mr. Wen Duan opened a calligraphy and painting shop in the west market of Hangzhou, named "Lu's", and there were only two people in the whole store, he and Lao Zhang, because of the remote location of the calligraphy and painting shop, the business was not good.

This calligraphy and painting shop was taken down from the hands of others, and it had just reopened the day before yesterday, but it did not make any lively battles. The momentum is not large, and the state of business can be imagined.

The slave Lao Zhang didn't know anything about calligraphy and painting, and he couldn't say anything when he greeted guests. As for Mr. Wen Duan, I don't worry about such a blockage, and occasionally when I am in high spirits, I will talk and laugh with the guests who come to the door. And once this guest was appreciated by Mr. Wenduan, the calligraphy and painting were almost half sold and half given away, and he couldn't make any money.

Of course, Chu Feng is not very clear about the relationship between today's prices and money. It's just that I happened to hear the conversation between the master and servant before, saying that there seemed to be some cramping in the money, so I probably understood a little bit about the situation of the calligraphy and painting shop.

It seems that the other party is not a rich man with a deep family background, but he saved himself, a person who met in Pingshui, for no reason, not to mention, he also raised himself for a few days and took a lot of medical money. As soon as he thought of this, Chu Feng couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

He is now seventeen years old, and he may still be regarded as a minor in the 21st century, but in this era, he is already old enough to get married and have children, and can be on his own.

You can't just be kept like that...... Chu Feng thought like this, but he didn't know where he should go.

I don't have a deep understanding of this era, and I don't know much about the things around me...... In the past two days, I have learned a little, and my accent is gradually getting used to, but other things are still in the ignorance stage. The official dialect of the Song Dynasty is naturally different from the Mandarin of later generations, and the Hangzhou place where it is settled now, although it is also mixed with some Wu Nong's soft language in later generations, but there are always some changes, and it is quite laborious to listen to at first, and Chu Feng is still learning slowly.

The current Chu Feng is like a newborn child, who knows very little about this world, and if he leaves here rashly, he doesn't know what kind of things he will encounter. But if he is allowed to stay here all the time, even if Mr. Wen Duan can endure it, he himself will not be able to pass this hurdle in his heart.

While thinking about it, Chu Feng was bored in the front hall.

This is the afternoon of early spring, Mr. Wen Duan went back to the room after lunch to rest, Lao Zhang sat on the threshold of the calligraphy and painting shop to look at the sky, a little warm spring light sprinkled from the window lattice, and spread out in the whole store, very warm...... To tell the truth, the honest and simple image of Lao Zhang Zhong is under the plaque of the calligraphy and painting shop, and even the guests who want to come in and have a look will almost immediately dispel this idea.

This is not discrimination, but human beings are visual creatures, and all mental activities are inevitably guided by vision. It's something that can't be avoided.

The calligraphy and paintings in the calligraphy and painting shop, Chu Feng took a superficial look, and most of them were good things. However, it's just good, not good, and it's not a masterpiece. It seems that it is mainly for ordinary people to decorate.

Since the Song Dynasty, the emphasis on literature and light on martial arts, poetry, calligraphy and painting has flourished, especially after the current Emperor Huizong ascended the throne, the atmosphere of appreciating playthings has become more and more intense, after all, there is something good and the bottom must be very good.

Just like the Tang Dynasty when the old man was dying and the Huangkou child could chant poetry, the Song Dynasty was also an era of cultural prosperity, and the people had an inexhaustible elegance, which was incomparable to the later generations who only talked about GDP in everything. Therefore, it is also very common for ordinary people to occasionally buy some gold and stone calligraphy and paintings.

The calligraphy and painting in this shop...... It's not that Chu Feng is conceited, and it's as much as his current pen power. It's not that he didn't want to sell paintings to make money, but this kind of thing is abrupt, although he has not studied economics, he also knows the importance of market research. And...... In his state of mind, which is still slightly irritable, it is really not suitable for painting!

"Hey, when did a new calligraphy and painting shop open here? Xiaosheng, let's go in and take a look. ”

Just when Chu Feng was thinking nonsense, there were really bold people who were not afraid of Lao Zhang, who was the door god at the door, and walked in with a little servant and a folding fan.

Seeing this, Lao Zhang hurriedly got up to greet him, with a simple smile on his face: "This Langjun, please come in, please come in." Feel free to take a look. ”

The person who came was young, in his early twenties, wearing a cerulean collar with wide sleeves, tied with a leather belt around his waist, hanging a washed jade pendant, wearing a Dongpo scarf, holding a folding fan, and walking in with a stunned servant in his early teens.

Chu Feng also changed into a half-worn cloth shirt at this time, and when he saw a guest entering the door, he took a step back and avoided the corner, so as not to obstruct the view of the guests to see the calligraphy and paintings.

The old man is stupid, and he won't say anything nice, so he can only follow behind this young man step by step, and laugh silently.

"Uncle, you don't have any customers in this store?" Young Langjun looked around, although he also saw Chu Feng in the corner, but looking at his quiet appearance, it was obvious that he was not selling goods, and only regarded him as another guest.

Zhike is a person who greets guests and looks for items they want, which originally referred to the monks who entertained guests in the temple, and at this time, people would also call it this way in the world, similar to the clerks in later generations.

"The old slave is." Lao Zhang hurriedly agreed.

"You?" The young Lang Jun was slightly stunned, and said with a smile, "I want to see a small golden landscape, do you have it here?" ”

"Landscapes? Yes! It's all landscape paintings. ”

In any case, there are several categories of Chinese painting, landscapes, flowers and birds, and this kind of thing can be recognized by anyone with a discerning eye. As soon as Lao Zhang heard the word "landscape", he hurriedly patted his head and attracted the guests to the west wall.

The furnishings of the calligraphy and painting shop in this era are not much different from those of later generations, and some calligraphy and painting works will be placed in front of them, all of which are framed and hung on the four walls. There are also some that are stored in the warehouse, after all, they are selling calligraphy and paintings rather than painting and calligraphy exhibitions, and even if they want to put them all out, the store is not big enough.

Chu Feng had seen the small warehouse of this calligraphy and painting shop, but he only glanced at it outside the door, and did not take a closer look. There is not much inventory, but judging from the calligraphy and paintings placed on the door, there should not be much difference in the grade of calligraphy and painting in the small library.

Although Chu Feng does not understand today's folk customs, it is estimated that it should be a kind of painting that ordinary people like.

But where does Lao Zhang know what is called Jinbi landscape? At this time, he only cared about leading the guests to the west wall where many landscape paintings were hung, and the young Langjun approached and looked at it casually, and his face became a little ugly.

glanced at Lao Zhang a few times with strange eyes, but the young man didn't say anything, just shook his head, sighed and said to the little servant behind him: "Let's go, it seems that there is nothing I want here." ”

With that, I'm about to leave.

"Please stay here, this guest officer." Chu Feng felt that something was wrong and thought that he should at least do what he could, so he stepped forward and asked with a smile, "The guest officer wants a golden landscape?" Do you want it on silk or paper? What is the approximate size? Gongbi or Freehand? Are there any detailed requirements on the subject matter? ”

Young Lang Jun stopped when he heard this. Lao Zhang next to him grew his mouth and looked at Chu Feng incredulously.

"Huh? Aren't you here to buy paintings and calligraphy? Young Lang Jun turned around and looked at Chu Feng curiously.

Chu Feng smiled slightly: "Not really." It's just that I'm not very familiar with this place, and if the guest officer has any needs, I will try my best to help. ”

Na Langjun nodded and said, "I finally found someone who understands calligraphy and painting." I bought it to celebrate my birthday, it should be more luxurious and auspicious, and the penmanship is not important. For the size, medium is good, and hanging scrolls are best. ”

When Chu Feng heard this, his eyes turned on the scroll hanging on the wall, pointed to one in the corner, and asked, "Guest, please take a look at this picture, no matter how many other sizes there are, is it agreeable?" ”

What Chu Feng refers to is a golden landscape with a fan surface, carefully polished with fine brushwork, high mountains and mountains, immortal cranes, and a real peaceful and rich atmosphere.

The young Lang Jun took a closer look and said happily: "That's what it is!" But it's best to hang the scroll, if you really don't have it, this one is not bad, I went to pick up a group fan out, and it was also a small and obedient birthday gift! ”

Chu Feng said with a smile: "Don't worry, guest officer, I'll go to the inner warehouse to take a look and see if there are any satisfactory hanging scrolls." Brother Zhang, please come with those tea and refreshments, let these two wait for a while. ”

"Thank you very much!" The young Lang Jun bowed his hand slightly at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng bowed his head and turned around and went to the inner room.

Lao Zhang's eyes were stunned and followed Chu Feng away, and he stood for a long time before he came back to his senses, and hurriedly prepared hot tea and two-color refreshments according to Chu Feng's intentions, and invited the young Lang Jun to sit idly and stand aside with a smile.

"That little brother is not from your store? Listening to him is an expert. Young Lang Jun asked Lao Zhang curiously.

"Ahh Lao Zhang was honest and honest, and he didn't know how to respond, so he only scratched his head, sulked for a long time, and didn't say that he was ugly.

Young Langjun felt bored, pursed his lips, and didn't ask any more. With a cup of tea in his hand, he went to look at the other paintings and calligraphy in the store.

Besides, Chu Feng, after he lifted the curtain and turned into the inner room, he originally wondered whether to go directly to the library to rummage, or to consult Mr. Wen Duan...... The old man is taking a nap, so it doesn't seem good to disturb him directly. But if you go directly to the warehouse to rummage through things, it is not a polite thing.

Fortunately, as soon as Chu Feng turned into the inner room, he saw that the door of the old man's room was already open, and the old man was playing with something next to the bookcase.

"Mr. Wenduan," Chu Feng didn't dare to slack off, and stood outside the door and called softly, "There is a Lang Jun outside who wants to buy Jinbi landscapes, and it doesn't hurt to write anything on silk and paper, as long as the painting is auspicious, do we have any hidden goods in the store?" ”

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