Chapter 200 can still be played like this?

"You have a place to buy it. Tang Yin said in an affirmative tone.

Qin Mubai was stunned for a moment, there is a place to buy it? Qin Mubai instantly thought of the mall, I damn it, won't it? Can you still do this?

He didn't think about this at all just now, but now with Tang Yin's reminder, Qin Mubai immediately opened his mobile phone, and then entered the mall from above, and directly searched for the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone of the Ming Dynasty in it.

Then, in Qin Mubai's shocked eyes, these things appeared in front of him.

"Damn!" Qin Mubai couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, Nima, is there really one? But the price of these things is actually not expensive.

Although they all want performance points, but these things are only dozens of performance points, Qin Mubai still has close to 500 performance points in his hands, since Tang Yin wants it, he hesitated, Qin Mubai simply bought it.

And Tang Yin also asked for paints, and Qin Mubai also bought them, all of which were produced in the Ming Dynasty.

After buying them, these things cost Qin Mubai a total of 200 performance points, but they were charged a courier fee of 60 exchange points by the slut King Chu Jiang.

A total of 260 performance points were spent, and he probably had a little more than 200 performance points in his hand, these things were like science fiction movies, they appeared directly on the table out of thin air, as if they were originally invisible, but this was not what shocked Qin Mubai the most.

What surprised him the most was that these things seemed to have undergone some changes from the moment they appeared on the table, changes that could be seen with the naked eye.

For example, the originally white paper quickly became a little yellowish, and Qin Mubai's expression instantly became strange. I'll go, can I still play like this?

But Tang Yin didn't think about these problems at all, this is the presidential suite, there is a huge desk, Qin Mubai has removed all the things on the desk, and now a piece of drawing paper is placed on it, and then Tang Yin began to paint on it.

This is the first time Qin Mubai has seen the ancients painting on the spot, and the moment he picked up the brush, Tang Yin's whole expression became different.

Chinese painting is not colorless, most of Chinese painting is ink painting, so it is mainly black and white, but it does not mean that it is all black and white, but the use of pigments is not as rich as foreign oil paintings.

It can only be said that the ink painting of Chinese painting is more biased towards black and white, of course, the ancient pigment is indeed a big problem, and more importantly, for ancient China, the majority of literati are more inclined to ink painting, so everyone thinks that Chinese painting is ink painting, but in fact, it is not.

For example, the picture of the Spring Palace painted by Tang Yin is colorful. There is also a famous one, as mentioned by Tang Yin, Zhang Zeduan's "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is also colored, not just ink.

And now Tang Yin is using colored paintings, Qin Mubai doesn't understand this, but he can see that Tang Yin's painting skills are really strong, but Qin Mubai's face is getting more and more weird when he paints.

At first, Qin Mubai thought that this guy had experienced a night's thing, and decided to expand his skills on the Spring Palace Diagram, after all, Tang Yin's Spring Palace Diagram was basically one-to-one, and the ancients were not so open, but yesterday there was a three-on-one, maybe Tang Yin wanted to expand his understanding of this aspect, for example, posture?

But what makes Qin Mubai a little weird is that when Tang Yin painted more and more, Qin Mubai had already seen that this was a picture of the Spring Palace, but it was not, it was actually a dinosaur!

Qin Mubai has a kind of sorrow of the ball, damn it, you told me that you had inspiration when you got up in the morning, and there was a three-fly last night, so the problem is, for Mao You flew three times all night, and actually had the inspiration to draw an ancient dinosaur? And it was the biggest one he saw, Diplodocus?

He couldn't laugh or cry, this ...... What should I say? But Qin Mubai could only be speechless, yes, you draw slowly.

A Chinese painting is not so easy, not to mention, the painting painted by Tang Yin is not small, it is a very large painting, the width is more than one meter wide, and the length is close to two meters.

A morning was spent in the process of Tang Yin's painting, but basically only about half of the painting in the morning, Qin Mubai didn't go out to eat, but ordered directly in the room, because Tang Yin's state was very involved at the moment.

Obviously, he has a feeling that he will never give up until he finishes painting, Qin Mubai doesn't know how long it will take the ancients to paint a painting, but Tang Yin at this moment obviously really has what he said, inspiration.

If you are inspired, you draw slowly.

Time passed little by little, until more than 9 o'clock in the evening, Tang Yin left the last stroke, after the complete painting, Tang Yin directly left a line of words next to it: night dream of prehistoric beasts, or this is the record of the ancient monster of the Book of Mountains and Seas, wake up now and leave a pen to record, July 28, 13th year of Zhengde.

After writing it, he wrote his name directly in the back, and then stamped his own private seal, this guy took out several private seals from his arms, and stamped them all, these chapters don't know what to write, anyway, Qin Mubai can't understand it.

But this is not what makes Qin Mubai's egg hurt, what makes his egg hurt is, "Old Tang, why did you write the twenty-eighth contract of Zhengde's thirteenth year?"

"It's the thirteenth year of Zhengde now. Tang Yin replied directly without thinking about it.

Now it's obviously 2017 A.D., okay?Where did you come from in the thirteenth year of Zhengde?"Mubai, I know what you want to say, but for me, it's the thirteenth year of Zhengde. Tang Yin said with a smile.

Qin Mubai was speechless, he didn't know what to say for a while, in the thirteenth year of Zhengde, Tang Yin seemed to have died in the Jiaqing period, but ...... Could it be that this Tang Yin came over from the thirteenth year of Zhengde?

Before the question in his mind was finished, Tang Yin directly continued to smile and said: "I seem to have died in Jiaqing for 2 years, that is to say, I will die in 6 years." ”

Qin Mubai: "......" forget it, I can't think about it, he doesn't want to.

"Mr. Qin, this painting is a gift from me. Tang Yin said seriously.

"Wait, didn't you give me a set before?" Qin Mubai was a little stunned.

"That's not counted, it's just my previous work, and this painting is a witness to the fate and friendship between the two of us from another perspective, so this is my gift to you. Tang Yin said with a serious face.

Qin Mubai nodded, Okay, what you said makes sense, I am completely speechless.

"Then I'll be disrespectful. Qin Mubai also smiled and simply waved his hand at Tang Yin.

The paint and ink on this painting hadn't dried yet, so Qin Mubai hadn't touched it either, but it should be about the same time for one night.

Standing next to this painting, looking at the painting painted by Tang Yin, Qin Mubai didn't know what to call it, inside was a forest, and a Diplodocus, the volume of the Diplodocus was a little too large, it is estimated that Tang Yin looked at the scale of the painting after looking at the skeleton, according to that ratio, the Diplodocus is much taller than these trees.

The dinosaur on this painting is based on the skeleton in the museum, that is, the skeleton of the diplodocus, you don't have to say, this guy's imagination is still very rich, or according to the picture I saw yesterday, all in all, the painting is very vivid.

Putting the painting here, Qin Mubai's mind was thinking about something else, this painting...... The painting is Tang Yin, and the stamps, writings, and signatures next to it are all Tang Yin, so the problem is, the paper, paint, etc. of this painting are all things from the Ming Dynasty.

This is true for both the ink brushes used, and although it is true to say that it was just drawn, it can now be seen that this painting already has some of the appearance of an ancient painting.

Now the question is, should this thing be considered modern or ancient? Is this a work of Tang Yin? Is this an ancient painting? Is this an authentic work?

If this is the real thing...... Qin Mubai wondered if scientists and historians would go crazy together.

Although Tang Yin wrote a line of words on it, what he dreamed of, but it is impossible for a person to dream of something out of thin air, at least they are dreaming day and night, some people may say that they dreamed of some monsters or the like, but if you think about it carefully, these monsters are definitely the movies you have watched, and so on.

He used to exist in your mind, and if it hadn't existed in your mind, you wouldn't have dreamed of it.

In other words, if this is identified as authentic, then the fun will come, Diplodocus has already been discovered in the Ming Dynasty? This is simply impossible, not to mention that there was no large-scale archaeological motive in that period, let's just say that at that time, these skeletons and the like were found, and no one would take it seriously.

Ordinary people at that time couldn't even eat their stomachs, and even if they found these bones, they didn't care about it and threw them away.

Qin Mubai was a little speechless, but things are already like this, leave these things to the outside world to consider and speculate, it has nothing to do with Qin Mubai.

He directly took Lao Tang downstairs to eat, Tang Yin didn't say anything about going out to eat flowers and wine tonight, Qin Mubai naturally wouldn't go, of course he wouldn't make trouble for himself.

When he arrived at the hotel, Qin Mubai finally received a call from the big snake, "Tomorrow's guest has already been sent?" Qin Mubai asked.

"That's right, but, this time, Lao Qin, you probably have to go abroad. The snake said a little speechlessly.

"What is the situation abroad?" Qin Mubai was stunned for a moment.

"The guest you received this time is a foreigner, a Dutchman, I guess you must send him back to the Netherlands, of course, you can also go around the country first, and then go directly to the Netherlands. "The snake has some egg pain.

"Holland?!" Qin Mubai was also a little confused, I damn it, this one is far enough to cut the line, this front foot Tang Yin, back foot Holland...... What is this for?

"What's his name?" Qin Mubai immediately asked.

"I don't know, I don't know, a series of foreign names, or I'll find someone to translate it for you?"

"No, you send it to me, I can read it. Qin Mubai said very simply.

"Okay, then I'll send it to you. The snake nodded immediately, and hung up the phone.

More than ten seconds later, Qin Mubai's mobile phone received a picture from the big snake, and when Qin Mubai saw the name on the picture, he was directly choked by his own saliva. "Vincent Wilhelm van Gogh ?!!!"