The Zhang family is really fucking rich, such a good paper is used to practice pen, you must know that even Lu Zhi's father and son use bamboo and wood slips to write articles.

In the Western Han Dynasty, there was paper, but the paper that can be used for writing appeared much later, and it was not plant fiber paper at the beginning, and the paper that can be written is mostly made of a layer of flocculent left after silkworm cocoon reeling, so the paper word is from the silk, such paper production is very small, the cost is also high, the strength is not high, and it has not been promoted, for a long time, the common materials used by the Han people to write are bamboo and wood slips and silk, silk is money, the cost is not affordable for ordinary people, although bamboo and wood slips are cheaper, but not suitable for painting, Therefore, the paintings of the Han Dynasty were still mainly stone portraits and brick portraits, and silk paintings were only used for maps that were easy to carry, until Cai Lun improved the papermaking technology and made Cai Hou paper.

As soon as Caihou paper came out, the cost of paper dropped sharply, and gradually spread, and more famous paper merchants appeared in various places. After Cai Lun created Cai Hou paper, the great scientist Zhang Heng was the first to use paper for painting, of course, he was mainly used to draw drawings of astronomical instruments, and occasionally painted some figures.

The paper Zhang Fei uses is not Zuobo paper, but a kind of paper doped with cocoon floc, because the cocoon floc is shiny, looks more beautiful and smoother, but in fact, from the perspective of painting, using this kind of paper is not good for ink method. Another problem is the high price.

Although Liu Xiu didn't know the price of these papers, he could roughly guess that paper was not readily available at this time, and Zhang Fei's family was just a medium-sized rich man, so extravagant, of course, there was Zhang Fei's obsession with calligraphy and painting, and the reason why he could save money, but it could also be seen that the strength of these rich people was extraordinary.

As the "middle class" in the previous life, the middle peasant in this life, Liu Xiu expressed his indignation at this.

As for Liu Bei, he was already dumbfounded. His grandfather has been an official for two generations, and Lao Tzu has also been a county magistrate, but their family doesn't have a few pages, and the Zhang family is just a butcher, so he actually ...... It's so rich.

Lao Tzu is still a descendant of Emperor Gao, and now he is not even as good as a butcher. Liu Bei's heart suddenly swelled with anger. However, he knew that it was useless to show this anger here and now, so he didn't say anything, just looked at it calmly, and only subconsciously twitched twice from the corner of his eye.

Zhang Fei didn't notice Liu Xiu and Liu Bei's bad emotions such as envy and jealousy, even if he did, he wouldn't care, anyway, he was used to seeing him like this, not to mention that he also knew that there were many people who were more extravagant than him. He just focused all his attention on Liu Xiu's eyes, hoping to see a little bit of attitude from Liu Xiu's look at the paintings hanging on the wall.

"Brother Deran, please don't hesitate to advise."

Liu Xiu walked slowly past one piece of paper after another with his hands behind his back, his face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and the expression Zhang Fei wanted to see was not at all, neither appreciative nor disdainful, as if he was not looking at a painting at all, but a blank piece of paper.

At this time, Liu Xiu did not have the humility in the hall just now, although he did not deliberately make a proud appearance, but his calm eyes showed his pride unabashedly, and it was the kind of pride that he didn't even disdain for pride.

It's like a mountain, you don't need to show you how tall he is, and even cover it with clouds, but he tells you unmistakably that he's tall, so high that you can't imagine it.

The smile on Zhang Fei's face gradually became stiff, his waist lowered involuntarily, and his voice slowly became a little timid, as if only one third of a paper had been made, and this third did not dare to guarantee that all the right candidates were facing a stern gentleman.

The atmosphere in the painting hall became a little depressing, Liu Xiu didn't speak, Liu Bei didn't want to speak, Zhang Fei didn't know what to say, and the two maids didn't dare to speak.

Liu Xiu's pace was not slow, that is, the time to drink two glasses of wine at the banquet, he walked around the hall, and then looked back at Zhang Fei, whose face was already a little pale, and said a sentence for a long time: "Yide, you work very hard." ”

"Huh? Yes. Zhang Fei didn't know what he meant, was he praising him, but his expression didn't look like it, but it seemed like saying that his rotten wood could not be carved, and no matter how hard he worked, it would be in vain. Zhang Fei's heart lifted, and he stared at Liu Xiu's mouth, for fear that the next sentence would make him embarrassed.

"That...... The ...... in the restaurant It's still good. Liu Xiu said a word, then nodded at Liu Bei, and said with a forced smile: "Xuande, we have been bothering for too long, so let's hurry up and see how Mr. and they are talking." ”

Liu Bei was not in the mood to watch it at all, so he answered, turned his head and left.

Zhang Fei's face turned pale and he stood there motionless. Liu Xiu said that the picture of the beauty in the restaurant is not bad, doesn't that mean that the picture here is not as good as that one? That painting was criticized by Liu Xiu as worthless, but he also criticized a few words, there were so many paintings in this class, but he didn't comment a word, what did he mean was not worth criticizing at all?

Zhang Fei was stunned, Liu Xiu had already walked outside the hall and was about to step down the steps. Zhang Fei suddenly came to his senses, rushed forward with an arrow step, pulled Liu Xiu's sleeve regardless of it, and didn't pretend to be any more humble, his face flushed, half pleading, half threatening and said: "Brother Deran, no matter what, please give me a word or two." ”

Liu Xiu turned his head and looked at Zhang Fei's hand holding his sleeve, his face was a little impatient, but he smiled in his heart, and said in his heart Lao Tzu thought that the words were too ruthless, which made your confidence collapse, and you want to quit the painting world from now on, if that, my sin will be great, and the ambition to accept a Five Tiger General as a follower has also failed, since you are not desperate, then there is still a chance.

"Yide, what are you?"

"Brother Deran, please." Zhang Fei bowed his waist and gave salutes repeatedly, but he just pulled Liu Xiu and didn't let go, for fear that Liu Xiu would run away as soon as he let go.

"Didn't I already say that?" Liu Xiu's brows furrowed, and he reached out to pull Zhang Fei's hand.

Zhang Fei's face was so red that every pimple was about to drip blood, but he resolutely refused to let go, at this moment, he gave full play to a teenager's reluctance, and turned over and over in one sentence:

"Brother Deran, please."

Liu Xiu was helpless, sighed, depressed and entangled by ghosts, returned to the front of those paintings, and stretched out his hand to point to the first one: "The head is big and the body is small." He pointed to one again, "The facial features are not clear." He pointed to another one, "Overnight in ink, the ink is godless." "Pointing to the next one," the lines are dry and have no meaning. ”

After a while, he finished commenting on all the paintings hanging in the hall, and then turned his head to look at Zhang Fei's hand: "You can let go of me now, right?" ”

Zhang Fei's face was white and red, red and white, fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, and he couldn't even speak. Although Liu Xiu's comments were very simple, every sentence said the biggest flaw of the painting, and he may not be able to comprehend anything else, but the sentence "overnight in ink" was like a thunderbolt, which blew up in front of his eyes, and his brain was buzzing, and he didn't listen to a word of what Liu Xiu said later.

You can see this, so what else can't you see? Thinking of the sentence that Liu Xiu just said in the lobby about "grinding ink like a sick man", Zhang Fei has already bowed to Liu Xiu's attainments in painting.

Let go? Joke, if I let you go, wouldn't I be a fool?

Zhang Fei turned to Liu Xiu, knelt on the ground with a "plop", dragged Liu Xiu's clothes to the corner, and almost cried and shouted: "Sir, you can accept me." ”