Tie Chuanjia wanted to say something, but Su Yang smiled and said, "Well said, Mr. Mei Da is a man of temperament." ”

"Yes or no, in short, if you say no cure today, it will be no cure." Mei Da smiled.

"Definitely not cured?" Su Yang asked.

"Sure, yes, yes." Mei nodded.

But he immediately shook his head again and muttered: "If there is a true trace of the Qingming Shanghe map, or Wang Majie's Jianggan Xueji map, it can also be cured." ”

Tie Chuanjia was even more angry: "How can you go back on your word and slap yourself!" ”

"If I were to heal on my day off, I would inevitably be unhappy, but if you could take out these two things, I would be happy, and if I was happy, I would be willing to heal, wouldn't it be normal?" Mei Da asked rhetorically.

"Do you have it or not, if not, leave quickly, and I will continue to wash the snow." Mei Da said impatiently.

"Of course not, but I heard that Mr. Mei Da has a lot of paintings, Gu Kaizhi's female history picture, Zhou Fang's Tang Palace lady picture, Han Rong's five ox picture, there are genuine products in the house, I don't know if it's true or not?" Su Yang asked.

When it came to collecting, Mei Da's face suddenly lit up, and the two dog oil beards twitched a few times, and said proudly: "Naturally, there is, the old man has lived a lifetime, and his medical skills and martial arts are still enough, this ancient painting is still enough to be proud." ”

"I don't know if it can open my eyes and appreciate it." Su Yang shook the wine gourd: "It just so happens that I have a thirty-year-old Xifeng here, wouldn't it be wonderful to cook wine and taste paintings and watch the snow?" ”

Most people who like to collect calligraphy, painting and antiques rarely cherish their brooms. often meet peers, always take it out to show off, and sure enough, Mei is happy. Said: "Thirty years of Xifeng is rare, but you also know how to paint?" ”

"I understand a little." Su Yang smiled.

"Don't just say it casually to deceive my paintings, there are a lot of liars these days, if you meet a bullshit, wouldn't it ruin a few of my good paintings?" Mei Da said in a weird way.

I'm here at the school. Su Yang smiled faintly, what a coincidence, before he came to this plot copy. In the new world, he chatted with the master of the painting in the back mountain, and it happened to be used to fill the façade at this time, so he opened his mouth and said: "I just said Wang Maha." Although this right man is in the officialdom, he is a double masterpiece of poetry and painting, a poem of Maha, and there are paintings in the poems. And look at the painting. There are poems in the painting, if you talk about strange poems, it can be said that you can become a pearl in the spring, and you can paint on the wall, if you talk about its paintings, the movement and stillness in the scene are dissolved, the light and shadow are thousands, and the style is fresh and distant. is natural and refined, and can be regarded as a generation of masters. ”

Mei's big eyes lit up. Asked: "What about the Qingming Riverside Map?" This picture is in the inner circle, there are not many people who are destined to meet, if you can tell where this picture is good, I will invite you to come in and see how the painting is. ”

Su Yang said: "Qingming Shanghe map is divided into three parts: the suburbs of spring, Bianhe scenery, and the city market, the content is rich and complex, counting more than 800 characters of all kinds, 73 cattle of all kinds, 73 horses of various types of cattle, mules, donkeys, more than 20 cars, sedan chairs, 29 large and small ships, houses, bridges, city towers, etc., each with its own characteristics, can be regarded as a floating painting, but this is a complicated painting to the extreme, but it can achieve a rigorous structure, complex but not chaotic, long but not redundant, the paragraphs are clear, the size of the front and back is in order, the characters are lifelike, even the objects on the boat, the way of riveting, Even the knots and buckles are explained clearly, which is really breathtaking, a painting is a city. ”

When Mei Da listened to Su Yang's words, although he kept nodding slightly, he gradually showed an impatient look, Su Yang saw it clearly, and suddenly smiled: "But, when Mr. asked me about this, the purpose is not here, but the second half of the sentence." ”

"Oh?" Mei Da finally showed a smile and said, "How about the second half of the sentence?" ”

"Mr. said that the Qingming Shanghe map is in the big one, but he is testing me." Su Yang laughed and said, "Ouchi's one is fake. ”

"Where is it really?" Mei asked.

"Ten years ago, in the Li Mansion, ten years later, it has been lost in the rivers and lakes." Suyang Road.

Mei Da's eyes flashed, and he also laughed, waved his sleeves to the stone house behind him, and said, "Okay, please, please!" ”

followed Mei Da into the house, and Mei commanded loudly: "Riding crane, don't wash the snow, quickly bring my ancient porcelain cup of the Northern Song Dynasty, I want to drink with this person." Lead-in-the-deer, you go and get the painting. ”

The two boys answered and walked into the inner room, and after a while, a boy came out of the inner room with a few scrolls in his hand, and respectfully placed the scrolls on the table in turn, while the other boy shouted in the room: "Sir, sir, the ancient porcelain cup of the Northern Song Dynasty is gone!" ”

Mei was shocked: "Eighty percent was taken by my unsuccessful brother to exchange for wine again!" ”

Su Yang said: "Sir, don't worry, no matter how good the cup is, it is not as rare as fine wine. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Mei Daqi said.

"You think, the ancient porcelain cup can be sought from the pawnshop and antique shop, but everyone wants to drink the wine, and after drinking it, it is gone. An ancient porcelain cup, even if it is drunk thousands of times, is still a good ancient rattan cup. Isn't this wine rarer than a porcelain cup? ”

Mei slapped her thigh heavily, glared and said, "Ah, that's right!" Riding a crane, don't look for it, just take the ancient porcelain cup of the Southern Song Dynasty, drink Xifeng wine, and use the ancient porcelain of the Southern Song Dynasty, which can barely enter the mouth! ”

Su Yang smiled faintly but did not speak, his heart used to use a cup and there was a lot of exquisiteness, a little recall, Xifeng wine is a kind of rice wine, it is indeed necessary to use ancient porcelain cups, the Northern Song Dynasty is the best, the Southern Song Dynasty is second, a little decay, after the Yuan Dynasty, but it is vulgar.

While speaking, the two ancient porcelain cups had already been delivered, Su Yang took off the wine gourd on his waist, and had a cup with Mei Da, and drank it all.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, drinking Xifeng with an ancient porcelain cup in the Southern Song Dynasty, the entrance is really different, the entrance is more mellow and elegant, sweet and refreshing.

At this moment, Su Yang chuckled in his heart, as if some shackles had been broken, and the sound of the system, which had not moved, suddenly sounded.

Drink the corresponding wine with a suitable wine glass, and the title of drinking will be improved, from [drunkard] to [drunkard];

Title effect: 1. After drinking, a certain amount of dù improves and restores the body, and a small amount of martial arts power is enhanced;

2. Immunity to toxins in qiē wine;

3. There is a certain probability. Comprehend alcohol-related martial arts.

After thousands of calculations, I drank hundreds of catties of various wines, and finally raised my title. It turns out that the threshold of the promotion of this title is not only the amount of drinking, but also the use of the right wine glass with the wine, no wonder I always feel that I am on the verge of promotion, but I can't take this step.

The benefits brought by the title of wine spirit also seem to be obvious, people in the martial arts like to poison wine, and they don't have to worry about this at all in the future. As for the improvement of martial arts, although it is said to be a "small amount", it is obviously a step up from the previous "micro".

The use of words in the system has always been strictly prohibited. For example, the [Martial Dao Divine Will] and [Thunder Strike] one-hit rampage abilities can only be described as 'relatively large increases', and these two rampage abilities still have various limitations, while [Wine Immortal] is only a small increase. But it is for all martial arts.

As for comprehending the martial arts of alcohol. It seems that I haven't comprehended any of them yet, but this is equivalent to opening a door, and once this door is opened, the road to the door can be left to its own gallop.

Su Yang was a little dazed here, but Mei Da slapped the table heavily and shouted: "Good wine, come again!" ”

Su Yang smiled and poured two more glasses, and Mei Da drank them all. He pointed to the cup, and then slowly unfolded the three paintings one after the other. Said: "The wine is a long time, what about the painting?" ”

These three paintings are the five cow pictures mentioned by Su Yang just now, the female Shi Zhen picture and the Tang Palace ladies.

Su Yang knows how to draw a fart, and the few sentences just now are just temporary cramming, and if he says one more word, he will be exposed, so he nodded slightly and said nothing, and secretly gave Tie Chuanjia a look.

Tie Chuanjia smiled knowingly, and came up and said, "Mr. Mei, since you two are so close to each other, why don't you work for you first, and cure the poison of Han Jisan for my son-in-law?" ”

Mei Da coldly picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it dry, only then glanced at Tie Chuanjia, and said coldly: "Looking at paintings is looking at paintings, drinking is drinking, and treating diseases is healing, how can they be mixed up?" If you say that it can't be cured, it won't be cured. ”

After saying that, he actually pointed to the empty wine glass on the table again.

Su Yang smiled and filled him again.

Mei Da nodded with satisfaction, pointed to Tie Chuanjia, and said to Su Yang: "Life and death, trivial matters, how can a layman like him understand the mystery of the painting, with such a good painting, what if he loses his life, don't you say?" ”

After saying that, he actually finished drinking it again, and pointed to the cup again.

This time, Su Yang didn't give him a good face, put away his smile, and also put away the wine gourd.

"Why, there is no antidote, not even the wine?" Mei asked.

"Without an antidote, how can there still be wine?" Su Yang looked down at the painting, the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a weird smile, and said, "Not only is there no wine, but the painting is also gone." ”

After speaking, he held both sides of the Five Bull Diagram, and his arms slammed into force.

There was a muffled sound, and in Mr. Meida's surprised eyes, this picture of five cows was torn in half from it.

"I'm also a layman, if there is no antidote, I will still look at a fart painting." After Su Yang finished speaking, he held another picture of the female historian and wanted to tear it up.

On a cold day, Mei Da's face was whiter than the snow outside, and his two mustaches couldn't help but tremble up and down, obviously he was already distressed to the extreme, he screamed, and his five fingers were like chicken feet, and he buckled towards the three acupoints on Su Yang's shoulder.

Tie Chuanjia smiled, grabbed Mr. Mei's hand, and then slapped him on the shoulder like lightning, and half of Mei's body immediately softened, and was lifted in his hand like a chicken by Tie Chuanjia.

Su Yang shook his head, his fingers crossed the female history map, Mei Da's eyes also followed Su Yang's fingers, and every time Su Yang's fingers crossed an inch on the painting, Mei Da trembled.

"Mr. Meida, you said that if I didn't tear this painting, would you be happier?" Su Yang said with a smile.

Tie Chuanjia gloated: "He is happy, of course he is willing to heal." ”

Mei Da wilted like a plantain beaten by the rain, and finally let out a long sigh, hung her head and said: "That's it, I'll just cure it, I can't cure it." ”

As soon as Su Yang waved his hand, Tie Chuanjia let go of his hand, and before Mei Da's body could move, he stumbled and threw himself on the torn Wuniu diagram, and he cried.

Su Yang took out the wine gourd, filled it with an ancient porcelain cup, put it in front of Mei Da, and said with a smile: "It's really helpless, Mr. Big forgive me." ”

Mei Da burst into tears, drank the wine in one gulp, and choked up: "What, if there is an antidote, there is wine?" ”

Su Yang was secretly funny, although this person was mean and eccentric, but he was honest and innocent, at least he was not a hypocrite, so he smiled and said: "There is an antidote, of course there is wine, not only wine, but I will definitely pay you a good picture in the future." ”

Mei Da's face was a little bloody, she stood up and touched a handful of tears with her sleeve, and said miserably: "Hey, ride the crane, take this son to the back to get the antidote of Han Ji San to heal the wounds." ”

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