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The spicy and fragrant hot pot slowly boiled, and after a while, the fragrance filled the entire hall, and everyone couldn't tell which spice was the credit, anyway, the fragrance was very special, and they had never felt it.

Ten people, four tables, full of all kinds of freshly cut out of all kinds of tender meat slices and crispy hairy belly, and even Xiaobai's homemade red and white tofu and small crispy pork, plus fresh vegetables in the yard and mushrooms just processed a few days ago, make people appetize.

Although Sang Lan's mother and son are all people who have seen the world, they suddenly saw this, and they couldn't help but sigh, look at this battle, it is not worse than Furui Yunzhu Tower, and it can be compared to those big restaurants in Xiyue City, Sang Lan is even thinking that even the family banquet set by the Sang family is not as good as these in front of him.

Ruan Yuanluo looked at Xiaobai, as if she was looking at a fool, didn't she know these porcelain plates? There is the imprint of the Xia Shang Pavilion on it, which is all in the Xiangyi Building.

There are so many pieces in the Sang family, and they are still shelved, and occasionally take them out to put some delicate pastries, just for people to watch, Xiaobai is generous enough, directly put meat slices and tofu, what should you think about porcelain? "Don't you have another plate?"

Xiaobai laid out the sauce and said with a smile: "If you use a small plate, you won't have an appetite when you look at it, you must not be polite, eat more." ”

Dare Xiaobai didn't care about the value of these porcelains at all, but took a fancy to them to be able to hold things, Ruan Aoxing sighed slightly, and felt even more indebted to his sister, he was really incompetent as a brother, he learned Xiaobai's movements, soaked a piece of beef in the pot, put it in Ruan Yuanluo's bowl, and said to Xiaobai: "It seems that you have participated in a lot of auctions in Xiangyilou, and you have spent so much silver, but you only put it in such a deserted place, is it a bit too wasteful?" ”

"What auction?" Ruan Yuanluo couldn't help asking.

Sang Lan smiled and explained to Ruan Yuanluo: "Some porcelain, like these, can only be seen at the auction of Xiangyi Building." But Ruan Yuanluo didn't understand.

"It's an honor to give it to you." Xiaobai cut out a few apples and put them in front of everyone, these dishes were all taken by her casually, not a set at all, but I didn't expect Sang Lan and Ruan Aoxing to be able to see that they were made by Mr. Huamu in the auction. She smiled: "Besides, these are worthless, you have to like them, I have others, you can pick whatever you want." ”

Without waiting for Ruan Aoxing to speak, Ruan Yuanluo laughed out loud and said: "The porcelain of Xiangyilou, a chopstick rest costs twenty taels of silver, and others can walk around casually, but ordinary people can't earn it in a few lifetimes, and you still say it's worthless?" I've really learned a lot today, Xiaobai, I think your business here is good, and it's not all because of your craftsmanship, are you too stupid? Give these away at every turn? ”

"What nonsense!" Sang Lan couldn't help but glared at Ruan Yuanluo, but she also felt that Xiao Bai seemed to be too casual about these things, looking at the glass on the counter, she knew that she said to Xiao Bai again: "After all, you are here alone, it is better to be more careful in everything, not to mention that now that County Magistrate Lin is gone, if something happens in the future, you will be the one who suffers." ”

Although Xiao Bai felt that it didn't matter, he still said: "I remember, Mrs. Ruan, it's just that these are not Mr. Huamu's authentic works, so I dare to use them." ”

"These are the handicrafts of Mr. Huamu?" But Ruan Yuanluo shook her head again, and asked incomprehensibly, "What does it mean if it's not his real handiwork?" "No wonder she is a little confused, she has seen little, and she has never heard of the rules of Xiangyi Building.

Sang Lan also didn't know that there were painters copying these authentic works in Xiangyi Building, and her thoughts were the same as Xiaobai's beginning, thinking that anyone who could enter the auction must be Mr. Huamu's handiwork. Unlike the porcelain of the Sang family, although it is also suitable to buy it at a large price, it has nothing to do with Mr. Huamu.

But Ruan Aoxing has heard something, although he has not seen it, but everything he hears is true. He held the bowl in his hand, looked at it carefully, and laughed, "No wonder they always argue between truth and falsehood, and they really don't have Mr. Huamu's backbone." ”

This casual sentence had already shocked Xiaobai, but he didn't expect Ruan Aoxing to look at the table as if he was exploring treasures, and then got up and went to the other three tables, and finally stopped beside Huishan, snatched the bowl from Huishan's hand, and laughed: "I didn't expect the people in Xiangyilou to have a time to look away!" ”

Ruan Yuanluo hurriedly got up and ran over, and asked curiously, "Is this true?" Elder brother? How can you tell? He turned his head to look at Xiaobai and said, "Let's just say you're a fool, right?" It's really a stupid person who has a stupid blessing, and you picked up the baby. ”

Xiaobai was completely speechless, Changyu Youle couldn't tell the authenticity of these porcelain, how could Ruan Aoxing see it at a glance?

Isn't it that he is on duty in the Manxing Pavilion, and he has been staying with Mr. Huamu for a long time, and he can understand the difference between the orchids on this porcelain bowl?

Now it's okay, except for Huishan and a few of their subordinates who still have the heart to eat the hot pot in front of them, Sang Lan's mother and son have no heart to taste the deliciousness, Xiaobai wants to know how Ruan Aoxing sees it, and hurriedly asks: "Tell me quickly, what is the difference between the orchids on this bowl and others?" ”

"Yes, yes! Elder brother! Say it quickly! Ruan Yuanluo also couldn't wait, she really didn't expect to hear about Xiangyilou, and her brother still had such a ability.

"Then let me ask you first, what did you use when you were studying painting in the academy?"

Ruan Yuanluo frowned and said, "Pen, ink, paper, inkstone." ”

"Then have you heard the teacher say, what does Mr. Hua Mu use to paint?"

Ruan Yuluo shook her head, this thunderous name is not something that those teachers in the school can mention at will.

"Actually, when I first went to the Imperial College, I visited three other gentlemen." Ruan Aoxing slowly talked about his affairs in the Imperial Academy, with a small face, indescribable pride, and admiration for the three gentlemen.

"It's the first time I've heard you say that." Sang Lan couldn't help laughing.

"Because I haven't seen them, I don't have much to say, but although I haven't seen them, I have the honor to walk around their academy because of this."

Ruan Yuluo pouted and said, "Does this have anything to do with the porcelain of Xiangyilou?" ”

"Listen to me! Mr. Huamu's study hall is halfway up the mountainside of the garden, where there are planted everywhere Dean Yan's orchids and Mr. Yinya's pomegranate trees, but there is a bamboo forest in an inconspicuous corner, when the wind blows, you can see a piece of yellowed silk cloth floating in the bamboo forest. . . ”

"Silk? Did Mr. Hanaki paint on silk? ”

Ruan Aoxing nodded and said: "There is a line of poetry written on it, I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this." At that time, I understood why Mr. Hua Mu's handwriting had never been in the library, and his temperament would never be obediently placed there for people to see. ”

Xiaobai instantly understood one thing, and sighed: "The yellowed silk cloth in the bamboo forest, the handwriting has not disappeared because of the wind and rain for many years, and it is not because of ink... ”

"Just looking at the ink, it is impossible to recognize Mr. Huamu's handwriting." Ruan Aoxing said with a smile.

But Sang Lan heard something else in Xiaobai's words, it seems that she has discussed the authenticity of these porcelains with others, is it the person who is with Xiangyilou? Still is...

Ruan Aoxing said with a smile: "He is accustomed to using silk cloth, and sometimes he will use silk to paint, silk cloth color, extremely difficult, ordinary people go down with a stroke, light or heavy, it is impossible to achieve what he wants, but he is different, don't look at his color is very light, but the pen is tall and strong, and... Ruan Aoxing took the porcelain bowl and turned it left and right, and then said: "Implicitly, all the brushstrokes are endlessly changing in the four seasons of the year. ”

Ruan Yuanluo probed and said, "Less than ten orchids, what has changed?" ”

"Look at it again." Ruan Aoxing turned the porcelain bowl again.

"Oh!" Xiaobai suddenly shouted, "I saw it!" ”