Chen Yunfa saw that Zhang Yi was staring at the house.

He introduced.

"Boss Zhang, what you see is the family's house, the owner's surname is Zhu, I helped you inquire, his family is mainly engaged in jade business, that guy, he has made money."

"If you look at other people's houses, they are very particular about what they build."

"Generally, a two-story building like the one in our village can be built for between 20 and 300,000 yuan. But guess how much it cost for that house? People were stunned to spend more than 7 million! I feel that this Zhu family must all be big bosses. A house that doesn't live much dares to spend more than 7 million, how rich it is......"

When Chan Yun-fat said this.

There was envy on his face.

And Zhang Yi thought of some things.

Surname Zhu!

Moreover, he is still in the jade business!

Zhang Yi couldn't help but think of someone.

This is it, Master Qingyu.

A leading figure in the jade carving world.

Full name Zhu Qingyu.

Isn't he just wishing his family?

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

After going around for a long time, that painting, shouldn't it be given to Chen Yunfa by Zhu Qingyu?

Master Qingyu's personal style is very special, and he will definitely be able to ask if he asks.

So.

Zhang Yi asked.

"Uncle Chen, did the old man who gave you that painting at that time have a particularly long beard? Looks like it's still very temperamental? ”

In this regard, Chen Yun-fat nodded without hesitation.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's what you said, I watch, just like the old fairy on TV, a master in the world, especially tuned! ”

He said half-jokingly.

Seemingly.

Nine times out of ten, it is the master of Qingyu.

Subsequently.

Xia Fei drove the car through the road in the middle of the village.

to the front.

Near that particular house, I found a spot and parked the car.

Zhang Yi and Xia Fei, under the leadership of Chen Yun-fat.

I went to the house of the Zhu family.

Before.

It's far away, and besides, other houses are also sheltered.

There is no way to get a full picture of it.

At this point, wait a little closer.

Zhang Yicai found that Chen Yun-fat's more than 7 million may not be an exaggeration. Because, where is this a house, it is clearly a small manor.

At the door, there are even bluestone carvings.

A few words on the book.

Zhujiazhuang.

Master Qingyu's words are vigorous and powerful, with some special classical flavor in the softness.

Zhang Yi was sure that these three words were indeed the handwriting of Master Qingyu.

Other than that.

This small estate.

From the outside in.

All of them are in the style of ancient garden architecture.

Everywhere there are some, whimsical, compared to some very famous gardens, this Zhujiazhuang, is not bad.

Even.

In terms of temperament and artistic style, it is even better.

Classical and sophisticated.

This is the first impression of the feeling.

Chan Yun-fat knew the family.

So.

After passing, Chan Yun-fat walked over first and rang the doorbell of his house.

Meanwhile.

This Zhu family manor.

A quirky girl is making tea for an old man.

But.

Her tactics are clumsy.

Accidentally, he also spilled all the tea on the ground.

A beautiful cup was also accidentally touched by her, fell to the ground, and broke in half.

It can be seen from the appearance of the tea cup.

This is a very beautiful Tianmu lamp.

Made by skilled craftsmen.

When the girl saw this, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

She didn't seem to dare to look up at the old man.

But.

Right now.

The ringing of the doorbell interrupted the awkwardness.

"Grandpa, there's a guest coming, I'll open the door!"

The girl was relieved and finally found an excuse to escape, so she went out immediately without waiting for the old man to speak.

This girl is called Zhu Kexin.

Lively personality.

Tea making is such a static thing.

She really couldn't do it.

Unexpectedly, her grandfather had nothing to do, so he wanted to cultivate her ability to make tea.

Say yes.

Making a good cup of tea can be self-cultivation.

Girls should be steady and elegant.

Don't be impetuous.

Fang has everyone's beautiful posture.

These words, Zhu Kexin's ears, almost all heard the cocoon.

So.

Every time I see the old man at home.

As long as you find an excuse, you can run away.

For her.

What kind of tea cultivation is too boring.

If you have time, you might as well study the latest bags, when will they come out, and book one in advance.

Get out of the house.

Then pass through the courtyard.

Walk on the winding garden paths.

Zhu Kexin was still muttering.

"I really don't know what Grandpa thinks, build a straight road and go straight to the gate, can't you? You have to make the road twists and turns, and it will be hard to walk! ”

As she spoke, she glanced back.

From the position in the house, she shouldn't be able to see this side, so she smiled secretly.

I walked straight through the flower garden in front of me.

Shortcuts are fast!

Soon, it was near the gate.

Zhu Kexin looked at the stranger outside, and she asked.

"Who are you?"

Chan Yun-fat replied immediately.

"Little girl, it's me, I'm Chan Yun-fat, I've been here, and I've seen your old man. I saw you last time! ”

Zhu Kexin was slightly impressed.

She nodded slightly.

glanced at Zhang Yi and Xia Fei.

"Who are they?"

Zhu Kexin asked very warily.

Chan Yun-fat is not ready to introduce him.

The electric gate in front of it opens automatically.

Zhu Kexin was stunned, and said in her heart, she didn't have the button to press the door, what was she going to say.

Behind.

Zhu Qingyu had already spoken.

"I really didn't expect it, it turned out to be Xiao Yi, hurry, please come in!"

Zhang Yi had naturally seen the Qingyu Master coming from the tree-lined path in front of him.

"Master Qingyu, it's really you!"

Zhang Yi guessed, and there was really nothing wrong.

Put it this way.

The painting in Chen Yunfa's hand was indeed given to him by Zhu Qingyu.

Subsequently.

Zhu Qingyu led the way in front, took Zhang Yi and them, and walked into this Zhu family manor.

While walking.

Zhang Yi admired the small scene in this manor.

In fact.

Zhang Yi can see that the small scenes in this courtyard, some of which are taken from some poems, and some from some ancient famous paintings, are all very connotative designs.

Estimate.

This kind of cultural heritage can only be done by Master Qingyu.

There is also this kind of elegance that can be done.

"The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. Withered vines and old trees, small bridges and flowing water. The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. It's still early spring, if it's spring, there will be more poems and pictures here, Master Qingyu, this house is so beautiful, it must have been designed by you yourself, right? ”

Zhang Yi asked.

But.

Hear this.

Zhu Kexin, who was behind, muttered in a low voice first.

"Cut, another sycophant! Unexpectedly, hiding here, you can't avoid this kind of person. ”

The sound was not loud, but Zhang Yi could hear it clearly.