Mr. Yannan, surnamed Chen Minghong, the word Yannan, and Liuchuan Jushi are his number.

Mr. Yannan's life piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all fine, all of them are all fine, all of them are the painting, he bent down and looked at the garden map for a long time, the more he looked at the heart, the more he looked at the heart, he raised his head after a long time, looking for white brocade in the house.

"Brother Bai, you 。。。。。 painting"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly saw a strange young student in the room, who was smugly drinking tea and looking at a bottle of flower arrangement, Mr. Yannan had a trace of doubt in his eyes, and the unspoken words were replaced by a question.

"Who is this?"

Hearing Mr. Yannan's question, the other three people who were still looking at the painting also looked at Qing Huan, Zhang Puhe smiled on his face, and hurriedly introduced.

"Uncle Chen, Bai Zhangshi, Brother Zilai, this is the benefactor who saved the dog a few days ago, Gu Yunpei, Brother Gu, I just came with Bai Zhangshi. At that time, Uncle Chen and my father were busy playing chess, so he didn't bother to introduce you to you. ”

It turned out that Zhang Puhe had never forgotten Qing Huan, but he didn't find the right time to introduce him at first, and then remembered his father's purpose for inviting this person to come, so he simply took the opportunity to pretend to forget him, but in fact, he had been secretly paying attention to Gu Xiaoge's reaction in his heart.

Not only Zhang Puhe, Zhang Sima was afraid that he was already secretly observing Qing Huan's reaction.

There is also a character like Chen Zilai, who has been exquisite, for so long, how could he not notice that there is another person in the house, he just saw this person follow Zhang Puhe in, but the Zhang family did not open his mouth to introduce it, so it is inconvenient to take the initiative to mention it.

In this room, the only person who saw Qinghuan for the first time at this time was Mr. Yannan, who really looked at the painting wholeheartedly.

Therefore, all the actions and reactions after Qing Huan entered the door actually fell in the eyes of these three people, seeing that he was not anxious, calm and relaxed, and even in the mood, he poured himself tea, admired the flowers and looked at the lotus, he was indeed a wonderful person.

After Zhang Puhe finished introducing himself, he looked at Qing Huan and introduced the people in the room to him.

The identity of Mr. Yannan and Chen Zilai Qinghuan was already known, she only waited for Zhang Puhe to introduce the white brocade to herself, who knew that when it came to Bai Jin, Zhang Puhe only said: "The white palm matter is the New Year's friend between my father and Mr. Yannan." But he didn't mention which place he was in charge of, and what his name was.

After listening to this introduction, Qing Huan knew that the identity of this white palm matter was not easy to mention, and it was inconvenient to say that it was inconvenient to say the name.

Qing Huan greeted these people separately in order.

"Boy, I've seen Mr. Yannan, I've seen Zhang Shibo, and I've seen Brother Zilai."

After a pause, he turned around and saluted Bai Jinwei.

"I've seen white palm things."

Chen Zilai returned the salute.

Bai Jin just sat and looked at him, nodded, and didn't even stand up, causing Qing Huan to turn around silently and face him sideways.

Zhang Sima put his hands behind his back, looked at Qing Huan with a smile on his face, and just said something in his mouth, "Gu Xian's nephew." Mr. Yannan had already interjected from the side.

"You are, the afterlife who can see people in dreams?"

Zhang Sima was intercepted by Mr. Yannan halfway, and he was not annoyed, but just looked at Mr. Yannan and Gu Yunpei with interest to see how he responded.

Qing Huan was a little surprised by Mr. Yannan's unceremonious interjection, listening to the meaning of the words, Zhang Sima had already told him about the fact that he could see people in his dreams. But looking at the reaction of Zhang Sima and others, I immediately understood that Mr. Yannan was only afraid that he had always been so straightforward and would say whatever he wanted.

Talking to a person with such a temperament, no matter how much Swenwen goes around in circles, I am afraid that it will arouse the disgust of the other party, and Qinghuan himself is actually a free and easy character in his bones, seeing that this person asked directly, he no longer said those words that he sometimes saw and sometimes did not see, but simply replied.

"Exactly."

As this sound fell, she noticed that Bai Jin and Chen Zilai also cast curious glances at her.

Mr. Yannan did not question the authenticity of this supernatural power, and only looked at Qing Huan with his eyes.

"I heard Brother Zhang say that he wanted to introduce you to a gentleman, but you refused, saying that you just want to live a quiet life, since you have such a plan, why did you go to this poetry meeting recently."

Hearing this, Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said honestly.

"Don't hide it from Mr., the kid didn't want to come, but he couldn't resist the eyes of the old mother at home, so he had to go here to have an explanation."

As if he didn't expect Qing Huan to answer so bluntly, and didn't give Zhang Sima, the master, face at all, Mr. Yannan was stunned for a moment, and glanced dumbly at Zhang Sima who was standing aside and shaking his head with a wry smile.

Mr. Yannan laughed.

"Brother Zhang, look at it, thanks to the foreshadowing you gave people before, people didn't appreciate it at all, this is to complain that you handed him a poem, interesting, interesting."

Qing Huan then understood, Zhang Sima was only afraid that he would say a lot of good things for himself in front of Mr. Yannan, and he was also a little embarrassed in his heart, but he had no intention of running Shilin, and he had to make it clear no matter what, so as not to live up to Zhang Sima's kindness in the future.

Therefore, Qing Huan bowed to Zhang Sima deeply.

"Zhang Shibo, the kid thanked you for your kindness, the kid came today, firstly, I want to thank you in person, and secondly, I want to apologize to you, the kid has no talent, no virtue, no ambition, I am afraid to disappoint you."

Mr. Yannan was still smiling, but seeing Qing Huan's cherished gift, he unconsciously smiled, and he inevitably felt a little pity in his heart.

Zhang Sima Mu looked at the young man in front of him with a face, and he felt a pity in his heart, which was somewhat mixed with some unhappiness, this kid repeatedly rejected his kindness, and he was a little ignorant.

Zhang Puhe saw that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Qing Huan.

"Brother Gu Xian, I'll talk about this later."

Then he turned to the two elders.

"Father, Uncle Chen, it's rare for Bai Zhangshi to be here today, let's just have fun, Uncle Chen, don't you have something to say to Bai Zhangshi."

After this reminder, Mr. Yannan immediately remembered what he had not finished saying, and was successfully diverted.

"Brother Bai, how much silver did you collect for this painting, I will pay the original price, no, can I add one percent and you will receive it."

In the voice of Mr. Yannan's questioning, Zhang Sima slowly paced to a carved mahogany chair and sat down, and looked at the few people in the room without saying a word.

Bai Jin was still sitting on the chair, looking at Mr. Yannan with a smile on his face.

"Brother Chen, you have done a good job in this abacus, let's not talk about how much silver you will receive for this painting, I have spent a lot of effort looking for this painting, are you going to take it away from me like this?"

Mr. Yannan was a little anxious, and his face was still pressing, but his hand was still reluctant to press on the side of the scroll and did not move away.

"You kid, you know my temper, and you still sent this painting to me, what did you fancy about me, just say it, don't sell the lawsuit."

Hearing this, Bai Jin's expression remained unchanged, he reached out and lifted the tea cup on the table, held it in front of him and shook it gently, and said slowly.

"I heard someone say a few days ago that you recently got a set of moonshine cups。。。。。。"

Mr. Yannan immediately removed his hand from the painting, and shook his head like a rattle.

"No, no, everything else is fine, this is not good, I also spent a lot of effort to get this moonshine cup, don't you like wine, I will give you all my treasured grape wine, and then build a set of white jade cups."

Bai Jin gently put the teacup back on the table, got up and walked towards the table, raised his hand to put the painting away, and rolled it slowly.

"Brother Chen has no sincerity, it seems that this unique piece of Lingxiao Jushi, I should take it back first."

Mr. Yannan, standing in place and watching Bai Jin slowly roll the painting, stretched out his hand and handed it to Li Xi, he couldn't hold it anymore and finally snatched the painting and held it in his hand.

"Forget it, forget it, just change it, I'll go back and let someone send the moonshine cup to your house."

His mouth was full of reluctance, but his eyes were faintly full of joy, the moonlight cup was actually obtained by him by accident, although he was also very happy, that degree was far less than this painting.

He loves painting, Bai Jin loves wine, and when he got this cup, he thought about exchanging some treasures with Bai Jin, but what he did was just a joke with Bai Jin.