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Dark incense floats in the moon dusk.

There is no incense burning in Lu Wenduan's room, but there is a natural fragrance of pen and ink and books.

The tea in the hand is also fragrant, but the tea of the Song Dynasty is different from that of later generations, and the tea prepared by the tea method is more like the matcha tea of later generations in Japan, although the aroma is still strong, but it is not the taste that Chu Feng likes.

After taking a shallow sip, Chu Feng stopped moving.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the green tea soup, listening to the occasional sound of Lao Zhang cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks outside the room, and his heart was faint, without too much emotion.

"Chu Lang doesn't seem to like tea?"

Lu Wenduan opened his mouth and asked idle questions.

"Yes." Chu Feng raised his head and smiled lightly, "I'm not used to it." ”

"Oh." Lu Wenduan replied as if he was nothing, took a sip slowly, closed his eyes slightly, and enjoyed the taste, "Silver bottle of epsom oil floating ant wine, purple bowl of corn pan dragon tea." It seems that Chu Lang can't appreciate this kind of beauty, but it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

This is Su Dongpo's poem, which Chu Feng once memorized. He thought about the sentence at the back of the poem, "Ten years of gathering and scattering empty consultations", and thought to himself about Mr. Wen Duan's words, and he didn't know if it was a secret parting.

"Jiuqu is full of lights and dreams, and ten years of gathering and scattering empty consultations. People are like duckweed, gathering and scattering the destiny of heaven, and they can't ask for it. Chu Feng thought about it and felt that it was better to propose it first, so as not to make the old man embarrassed. So he smiled and took the next sentence.

"Huh?" Lu Wenduan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said in surprise, "Chu Lang not only knows painting, but also poetry?" ”

Chu Feng smiled: "I just know a little bit about it." ”

Lu Wenduan nodded admiringly: "It seems that the old man, I am underestimating Chulang." I saw Chu Lang dressed in strange clothes before, and he was a foreigner, but now it seems that he should also be born in the family of Shili! I haven't asked, how old is Chu Lang? Where is the county? ”

Chu Feng was also a little embarrassed when he heard this, the so-called strange clothes were actually just the school uniforms he wore when he first came to the Song Dynasty.

"The boy is seventeen this year, and the county is ...... can't be called, my hometown is in Youzhou. Chu Feng relied on the few ancient geographical knowledge in his mind to reluctantly answer the old man's words.

"Then, how did you faint outside Hangzhou?" Lu Wenduan asked.

Chu Feng didn't want to lie, he felt a little embarrassed when he heard the words, thought about it for a while, and said sincerely: "Mr. Wenduan, this matter is really difficult to explain. But I assure you that I, Chu Feng, am not a bad person. ”

Seeing that Chu Feng answered very seriously, Lu Wenduan couldn't help but smile dumbly, and waved his hand: "It's just a casual question, what are you nervous about?" Besides, at my age, if I can't even tell the difference between good and bad, I'll call myself an old man. ”

Chu Feng's face was slightly red, and he looked down at the tea soup.

Lu Wenduan saw that Chu Feng didn't want to talk more about his life experience, so he only picked up some calligraphy and painting things to talk about in detail, from Han Li to Zhong Kai, from Gu Kaizhi's characters to Li Sixun's father and son's landscape, the calligraphy and painting of the millennium will be sprinkled and sprinkled, Lu Wenduan was pleasantly surprised to find that no matter where he said, Chu Feng could keep up, and when it came to painting theory, he had his own opinions, which was very good.

Lu Wenduan was surprised and delighted, and exclaimed: "Chu Lang is so young, he has such a unique insight into calligraphy and painting, it really makes the old man sigh to himself!" ”

Chu Feng was ashamed when he heard this, thinking that he was just born a thousand years later, and the so-called opinions and the like were just from the book, or from the teacher's explanation, where were there any unique insights.

Chu Feng thought that he was not very powerful, but he didn't know that in fact, no matter what industry he was in, the most important thing was not technology, but vision. The vision of 3,000 years of thinking and implementing the theory of Eastern and Western painting is naturally incomparable to the vision of the ancients who have been studying for thousands of years and hearsay.

In this era, there is no Baidu, wiki and the like, not even prints, and there are very few famous paintings and famous posts that they can see in their lives. Even if you want to see the real thing, you just go out and turn right and go straight to the museum, although there are not many authentic works that have been handed down to future generations, but the things that ordinary people can see are several times more than the calligraphy and painting lovers of this era.

Except, of course, for those of Huizong who have their own private museums.

The vision is different, and the angle and gaze of the evaluation are naturally different, which is also the reason why Lu Wenduan is amazed.

Chu Feng didn't dare to take credit, and said "where" to Lu Wenduan's beautiful words.

The two discussed lively for a long time, until in the dead of night, Lu Wenduan felt a little tired and yawned.

Chu Feng was afraid that any further discussion would arouse the interest of the old man, and he was not good at the quality of sleep, so he didn't say anything more, and quieted down.

Lao Zhang also came in with a smile at this time to urge Lu Wenduan to sleep, and said, "It's long coming, it's not too late to chat with Chu Langjun in the future."

Lu Wenduan thought about it and felt that this was reasonable, so he stopped doing this "candle night tour" and got up to sleep.

"This ...... Mr. Wen Duan, "This situation was naturally completely different from what Chu Feng expected, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, his eyes widened, "Won't you drive me away?" ”

"Why did you want to drive you away?" Chu Feng's words caused Lu Wenduan to be stunned.

Chu Feng lowered his head slightly: "After all, he is a person of unknown origin......

Lu Wenduan laughed when he heard this, waved the slightly wide sleeves of his robe, didn't explain much, and turned back to the room: "What should I do!" ”

Chu Feng looked at Lu Wenduan's dashing back a little sluggishly, and blinked in confusion.

Lao Zhang said with a smile: "Chu Langjun is really too outside, my Ah Lang was originally a kind and charitable person. After that, he carefully said his experience of being rescued by Mr. Wen Duan as a comfort, "Chu Langjun doesn't have to think too much, just stay here with peace of mind." ”

When they meet in Pingshui, save people casually, and don't repay their kindness, Chu Feng thought to himself, this is probably the so-called Meng Taste's wind.

In this era, in the end, it is an ancient style, and such things as a promise and a pillar will only happen in such an elegant era!

Lao Zhang then smiled and said: "My Ah Lang has already instructed that if Chu Langjun does not dislike it, the bedroom should be slightly repaired and made into two rooms, inside and outside." My family is old, and it is difficult to sleep peacefully, so he lives in the inner room. Chu Langjun lives outside, okay? ”

In the past few days, Chu Feng has been occupying Lao Zhang's bed, and Lao Zhang went to the firewood room to sleep on the floor, which made Chu Feng very embarrassed. has said it many times, but Lao Zhang persuaded him that he was in good health, while Chu Langjun was weak and needed to recuperate in peace and not worry.

Chu Feng was a little speechless, he was too busy preparing for the art exam these days, and it was true that he neglected physical exercise, but how could it be related to weakness. It is uncomfortable for a dignified man to be described like this.

At this point, Chu Feng also made up his mind to exercise well.

It's just that I was thinking about the road ahead before, and all I was thinking about was how I should live after leaving here, where would I have the leisure to think about these things? Now hearing Lao Zhang's words, Chu Feng was inexplicably grateful in his heart, his nose was slightly sour, and he said to Lao Zhang at the moment: "Brother Zhang, please rest assured, although I, Chu Feng, have no ability, but since I have accepted Mr. Wenduan's high righteousness, I dare not forget it, and I will definitely do my best to help Mr. Lao run this calligraphy and painting shop well!" ”

Lao Zhang was overjoyed when he heard this: "That's the best thing!" The old slave greeted the guests in front, obviously just to catch the ducks on the shelves, holding his neck stiff, you also saw it today, and he couldn't help at all! My Ah Lang is also a very shallow character who regards money, and the old slave is really afraid that this calligraphy and painting shop will not be able to operate, so it would be good to have Chu Langjun's help! ”

Chu Feng smiled and said, "I'm actually not good at buying and selling things, so I can only do my best." If you don't do well, I still hope that the old gentleman and Brother Zhang won't complain about me. ”

"Hahaha! No, it won't! No, it won't! Lao Zhang smiled, comforted Chu Feng a few more words, and turned around.

Chu Feng returned to the room alone, recalling the uneasiness in his heart today, and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Not only is he a mediocre disturbing himself, but he also spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! The grace of the spring water should be repaid by the spring, and Mr. Wenduan's high righteousness, he must repay his good life!

Yes, if I get the permission of the old gentleman tomorrow, I will first clean up the warehouse of calligraphy and painting, and by the way, see what kind of calligraphy and painting are in the store, and I have a bottom in my heart. The calligraphy and paintings hanging in front should also be picked up according to the category and penmanship, so that when customers come to buy and sell, they can see clearly and clearly.

Well, there is still a body to exercise, but you can't let others use words like "weak" to describe yourself, how embarrassing!

In this way, Chu Feng thought about it from east to west, although things were complicated, he didn't feel irritable at all, but was filled with a warm feeling in his heart. So An went to sleep peacefully......

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"The third brother went out this time, and I don't know what good calligraphy and paintings he will find? I'd love to take a look! ”

In Hangzhou, there are more than 10 calligraphy and painting shops, most of which are small stores of such scale as Lu's calligraphy and painting shop, and only Fan's family in Xishikou can really be called a big store.

Fan's calligraphy and painting shop is the largest store in Hangzhou, and most of the people who come and go are official eunuchs and celebrities.

The Fan family has opened three stores across the country, one is here in Hangzhou, and the other two are at the foot of the Tianzi of Bianliang in Tokyo, and the other is in Luoyang, Xijing. Whether in terms of the size of the store or the quantity and quality of the collection, Hangzhou is incomparable with the other two.

The reason why we set up a store in Hangzhou is because the southeast is rich and prosperous, and it is naturally easier to do business. Second, it is because Fan Qiubai, the girl of the Fan family, loves here, and the climate in Jiangzuo is also very beneficial to her physical conditioning.

In the calligraphy and painting shop of the Fan family in Hangzhou, the shopkeeper will personally go around to buy calligraphy and painting twice a year. Tomorrow is the day when the shopkeeper Fan returns.