I don't want Yan Zong's eyes to light up slightly: "This is a good idea." ”

Bai Tang was extremely disappointed. It turned out that at this time, he hadn't drawn "Lakes and Mountains Pingyuan Picture Scroll" yet! When he finishes painting, has he found his way home?

No matter how many years he has to wait, it's always a hope, right?

couldn't care about anything else at the moment, Bai Tang said cheekily: "I have always liked Mr. Yan's paintings. Today, I hit it off again with Mr. Yan. All in charge! ”

"Yes."

"The cooked silk that Mr. Yan bought in my Songzhu Zhai is all recorded in my own account!"

The whole steward is in charge, and the owner must give enough face. Immediately replied loudly: "Yes! ”

Yan Zong shook his hand in surprise: "No, no, no, how can it be so?" "The silk book he ordered just now is not cheap!

"Mr. Yan, don't see me." Bai Tang's mouth was full of kind words, "I respect Mr., what is a few pieces of cooked silk?" What's more, my master also admires his work. ”

Yan Zong was surprised: "Childe is saying, Mr. Xu Danling?" ”

"Exactly. My master said that Mr. Yan's paintings are vigorous and well-layered. In the plain, he was shocked by his upright and majestic posture, which had his own fun. ”

Yan Zong's face was red, and he said movingly: "Mr. Xu praised it." The outside world spread Xu Danling to be a god, and he didn't believe it a little. Now it seems that Mr. Xu is really a great talent today, and even he knows a lot about a well-known painter.

Bai Tang smiled, and at some point he grabbed Yan Zong's hand and said affectionately: "My master said, if there is a chance for me to ask you for advice!" ”

Yan Zongyi was excited, and he was not polite to him: "I have also seen the red bamboo on your Luoxia note." Extremely well carved. Another day, we'll have a good exchange. ”

"Good, good!" Bai Tang couldn't suppress his laughter. "Mr. Yan left an address, and when I cooked the silk, I will notify you to pick it up immediately!"

Seeing off Yan Zong, Bai Tang was excited, looked up, and saw Xu Qiu'an's handsome and uncast face smiling at him-"When did you come?" Bai Tang looked around in surprise. I haven't seen him since I saw him.

The corners of Xu Qiu'an's mouth twitched: "All in charge, how can you say that there is a saying - nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief?!" ”

The steward also looked at Bai Tang with a curious and puzzled expression: he had never seen the owner so generous! It's weird!

Bai Tang was a little weak-hearted, and pretended to be disgusted: "What nonsense?!" Can't I admire Mr. Yan? ”

Xu Qiu Anha's voice sneered: "I didn't expect your news to be quite fast." Okay, now that you already know, I'm not going to talk nonsense. ”

Bai Tang heard what he said, and hurriedly pulled him and asked, "What news?" What do I know? Can you make it clear? ”

Seeing that his dazed appearance didn't look like a fake, Qiu An sighed: "You really don't know? Then you stutter like a Yanzong pug - cough! I said, I said, can't I do it? Qiu An frowned and asked, "Your Majesty welcomed Zhao Mengfu's "Red Cliff Fu before and after" tablet into the palace, do you know?" ”

Bai Tang nodded: I've heard of it.

The stele entered the palace, and the emperor ordered the officials and court painters who were good at calligraphy to copy the stele. It didn't take long for everyone's works to be in his hands.

If you talk about who writes the most godlike, Shen Du Shen Hanlin is the first to be recommended. He was the most famous calligrapher of the dynasty, and his handwriting was deeply loved by the emperor. Over time, his font became popular among scholars, attracting countless people to follow suit. It has gradually become the standard font of court documents, and is known as the pavilion style.

But His Majesty summoned Yan Zong to praise and inquire. There is no other reason, the silk used by Yan Zong to write "Red Cliff Fu" has a simple and warm color, smooth and thick texture, which is much better than the silk with a sparse texture in the current dynasty. The eyes are as sharp as Zhu Di, and he naturally sees its difference at a glance.

"Your Majesty asked Yan Zong to know that he got this cooked silk from Songzhu Zhai." Qiu An's expression looked at the whole steward with a strange expression, "It turned out to be an addition from the shopkeeper when he bought poetry in Songzhu Zhai!" ”

The whole steward laughed dryly.

Well, there's no way to do it. With his eyesight, he understands that the cooked silk made by the owner is of excellent quality, but what if the cooked silk was raised in the boudoir at that time, no one knew the goods, and what should I do if I couldn't sell it? I had to take advantage of the customer's purchase of other items as an add-on. I hope that after they have used it, they will become repeat customers. Unexpectedly, Yan Zong was sent directly to the emperor!

Bai Tang's expression was extremely treacherous.

He came from Yan Zong's "Peaceful Picture of Lakes and Mountains". Yan Zong actually got the silk book he made by himself again!

Yan Zong used his silk book to write, even if the pen power was poor, it still made the emperor's eyes shine! Then through the emperor's mouth to pass the words of appreciation, his family's ripe silk immediately became famous and hot!

"Such a good thing, let Yan Zong run into it, it's his luck!" Joan seemed to sigh. "You wait, the cooked silk in your store will become a tribute sooner or later!"

Bai Tang was shocked by the word tribute: "This, isn't it?" ”

Joan hooked his lips and snorted: "Believe it or not." He forcibly pressed down the displeasure that arose because of Bai Tang's affection for Yan Zong, and muttered loudly: "My future sister-in-law's store has been found." Today I want to take you to the palm of your eyes. Are you still available? ”

Bai Tang was interested: "Oh, where to choose?" ”

"Nature is a good location. Not far from the Qinhuai River. A detached three-storey building. It doesn't take a big deal. The price is quite reasonable. ”

"Qinhuai River?" Bai Tang smiled and asked, "Wei Guogong didn't bother to think about it, right?" ”

Qiu An smiled, stared at Bai Tang's left hand and squinted his eyes: It was this hand that held Yan Zong just now and sent people out affectionately!

"Unfortunately, I'm not available today." The familiar silk made him remember the folk textile expert-the dumb girl Wanniang. The plain silk she weaves is worthy of the secret recipe of Rong Bao Zhai, and only then can she make the best silk!

Bai Tang stomped his feet and asked Qiu An urgently: "I almost forgot." The results of Qiu Yu have come out, right? ”

"It's early." Joan snorted. Not available? He came to look for him, but he was not available? No one in this Nanjing City dares to lose face like this!

Bai Tang saw his displeasure and explained, "I really have something important to do today-" His heart suddenly moved. Wan Niang's affairs are too variable. If there is Xu Qiu'an, the magic star town, maybe he can get twice the result with half the effort? He immediately smiled and said, "If you don't mind, you can go with me." ”

Xu Qiu'an's mood immediately improved: "Okay! Let's see what you're up to! ”

Bai Tang called the groom and went to the Ruyi Fang where Wan Niang lived.

Joan's jujube red horse walked slowly by the side of the carriage. Bai Tang lifted the curtain and explained to him all the way: "Wan Niang is a rare textile master. The ripe silk cloth of Songzhu Zhai is woven by her. I wanted to take her under my command for a long time, but her younger brother is a talent, if she can be promoted, Wan Niang will be comfortable as an official lady in the future, and she will not cooperate with me. But if her younger brother doesn't win the lift, and the family has no place to live, her family will not object to Wanniang coming out to make money. ”

Xu Qiu'an glanced at him and asked thoughtfully, "How does this Wanniang look?" ”

Bai Tang saw a hint of banter in Qiu An's eyes, choked on his chest, and tore open the scar that he had not yet grown from being stabbed by Su two days ago, squeezed his fist fiercely, and said coldly: "Third Master Xu is cautious!" ”

Qiu An was silent, and the waves in his peach blossom eyes were surging.

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