Xiao Baoju invited Liu Siqi to dinner, and the second uncle loaded a trunk of souvenirs for Liu Siqi, and Xiao Baoju's purpose of returning to his hometown this time was achieved. Liu Siqi is a dignified reporter, the salary must be very high, and sending some local products in the mountains is not a violation. The relationship between friends is not cultivated in a day, it is built by accumulating one over time.

"Baoju, these scorpions, you bring them back to Master Wang, I collected them in the mountains a few days ago, they have all been packed, just let Master Wang arrange someone to do them directly after I go back?" Before Xiao Baoju and Shao Lin left, Xiao Jianhong handed Xiao Baoju two boxes of scorpions and said.

The scorpion in Ludong area is still widely distributed, almost all the people in the village are looking for scorpions in the mountains and fields when they are idle farmers, Xiao Baoju often goes up the mountain to catch scorpions during the summer vacation when he is young, scorpion venom contains active bioglycosides, betaine, taurine urine, palmitic acid, stearic acid, cholesterol, lecithin and ammonium salt, etc., its nature is flat, fishy, toxic, has the function of dispelling wind, antispasmodic, channeling, detoxification, can treat convulsions, epilepsy, stroke, hemiplegia, crooked mouth and eyes, migraine, tetanus, lymph node tuberculosis and rubella sores and other diseases. It is a more famous local mountain treasure, even if it is cultivated, the current price is about 1,000 yuan a catty. The scorpion that Xiao Jianhong took out weighed almost a pound.

"I thank you for the teacher, second uncle, this is a generous gift!" Xiao Baoju and his second uncle Xiao Jianhong don't need to say some polite words, they all have their feelings in mind.

"Don't say polite words, okay, you and Linlin hurry up and get in the car, and let the driver take you back to the art center!" Xiao Jianhong smiled and patted Xiao Baoju's shoulder and sent the two to the car.

After Xiao Baoju and the others returned to the art center, Xiao Baoju came directly to Wang Linkai's office, "Teacher, are you busy?" Xiao Baoju knocked on Wang Linkai's door and walked in with a smile.

"Old Ten is back?" Wang Linkai was practicing calligraphy, looked up at Xiao Baoju with reading glasses, put down the brush in his hand, and motioned for Xiao Baoju to sit on the sofa.

"Teacher, I asked the second uncle to get you some scorpions from the mountain, and the second uncle has already taken care of it, just let the canteen make it for you." Xiao Baoju put the scorpion in his hand on the coffee table and said.

"The yellow chicken pecks the scorpion like a peck millet, and the palace guard between the windows is called the scorpion tiger. Secretly pay the tail and serve the flying insects, and the skillful kung fu is in the waist. The veins are good on the wall, and the ugly quality is compared to whom. This year's drought-numbered lizard, walking wildly and singing and dancing children. If he can make hail from the canal, he will look for clouds and rain from the dragon. Shou Gong works hard to fight flies, and next year's drought should beg you. Wang Linkai looked at this box of scorpions, and immediately improvised a small ancient poem.

"Teacher, is this Su Shi's "Scorpion Tiger"?" Xiao Baoju said to Wang Linkai with a smile.

"That's right, Baoju seems to be studying too? This is a good thing, and the ultimate comparison of art is culture. Wang Linkai was still a little surprised, on weekdays, Xiao Baoju, an apprentice, was bored in the studio all day long, and he was very stable. Unlike other disciples, they have some crooked thoughts all day long. This kind of student is still very popular in the eyes of the teacher, and Xiao Baoju himself has a good talent, so Wang Linkai will leave no room for teaching skills in Xiao Baoju's painting.

"I learned it all from my teachers!" Xiao Baoju said a little shyly.

"Well, that's good! It doesn't hurt to read more. If you want to read any books in the future, you can come to me to find them. In this way, it just so happens that I am practicing calligraphy, your second uncle gave me a box of scorpions, and I gave him a piece of calligraphy, so I will send this Su Shi's "Scorpion Tiger", right? Wang Linkai took out a 4-foot piece of rice paper and began to write smoothly.

Xiao Baoju knew the value of his teacher Wang Linkai's calligraphy, and this was also an opportunity for him to learn, so he hurriedly and carefully waited on the side. Wang Linkai uses a line of books, which can be said to be very appropriate to describe it with flowing water.

"Old ten, I heard that Xiao Zhao painted the fortune before you, and you will be given a price of 300 pieces?" Xiao Baoju thought that Wang Linkai would let him leave after he finished writing, but he didn't expect the old man to suddenly mention this matter while the pen and ink were not dry.

"Yes teacher, according to 300." Xiao Baoju didn't say much, and replied truthfully.

"The matter is over, I told Xiao Zhao, let him give you a price of 800, although Xiao Xu's price is higher, but Xiao Xu's amount is not as large as Xiao Zhao's, Zhao Gang has been in this industry for so many years, it is still necessary to befriend him."

"Yes, teacher. I know! Xiao Baoju nodded obediently in agreement. In fact, the teacher was able to say this to himself, Xiao Baoju's heart was still very moved, it was indeed his own loss, but who can guarantee that he will not pay tuition fees when he has just entered the industry? Be generous, and maybe leave a good impression on the teacher and the big guys.

Xiao Baoju didn't go back to his room, but walked out of the door of the art center directly, and Shao Lin was still waiting for him in the hotel outside! The second uncle took two boxes of scorpions, one box of one catty Xiao Baoju did not give all of them to Wang Linkai, but divided them in half, and Xiao Baoju was ready to give them to the senior brother Zhao Zelin.

When Xiao Baoju arrived, Zhao Zelin was already sitting in the box, "Senior brother, I'm sorry, I'm late!" After Xiao Baoju entered the door and saw Zhao Zelin, he hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay, it's okay. I've just arrived, Baoju, why are you so polite? Send such an expensive thing. Isn't that right? Zhao Zelin and Xiao Baoju were polite.

"Senior brother, when you say this, you will see the outside, I came here, and your help to me can be said to be the greatest, this is a little bit of my brother's heart! Besides, my second uncle asked the villagers to collect it from the mountains, it's not a valuable thing! Xiao Baoju naturally knew the price of the scorpion, but the senior brother was so polite, he couldn't talk nonsense. Otherwise, it will make people mistakenly think that they are asking him for money?

"Baoju, you're too polite." Zhao Zelin knew that his little junior brother would be a man.

After drinking for fifty years and cooking for five flavors, Zhao Zelin drank a few glasses of wine before he opened his mouth and said to Xiao Baoju. "Baoju, you shouldn't have a social organization yet, right?"

"Social organization? I don't have this yet! I used to be busy running classes! Xiao Baoju shook his head and said.

"To engage in art, this kind of identity is a must, you are like our teacher, there are many titles of this identity in his resume, and you must have these titles when you take this path." Zhao Zelin said to Xiao Baoju as a person who came over.

"Senior brother, I really don't know this!" Xiao Baoju said with a look of shame.

"Baoju, our teacher is the previous president of the Zicheng Arts and Crafts Association, and I will take over after the teacher retires, so you go to my office tomorrow, fill out a form and I will give you in." Zhao Zelin released a big move, and one move made Xiao Baoju's blood pressure soar.

"Ouch! Thank you, big brother! Xiao Baoju hurriedly picked up his wine glass and clinked glasses with Zhao Zelin to thank him!