During the period, Fang Ningxue asked outside the door:

"Husband, what are you doing? I don't eat either. ”

"Ning Xue, I received an order for a batch of alchemy, and it will be delivered in seven days, so it doesn't matter if you don't eat it."

"Whose order is so urgent? It's disgusting that you won't eat! ”

"It's the Ethereal Sect's Zhan Ruyi Fairy, she inspected the goods seven days later!

Just prepare some dry food for me and put it at the door, I'm in the process of settling in! ”

Fang Ningxue looked puzzled and instructed Jin Suo to make some steamed buns, roasted sweet potatoes and other dry food, and then marinate some beef, and let Xiao Wuduan go to supplement Xiao Zhan's nutrition.

Xiao Zhan was in the alchemy room and didn't go out for three days.

This made Fang Ningxue very surprised and worried.

Standing at the door of the alchemy room several times, he wanted to knock on the door to see what Xiao Zhan was doing, but he retracted his hand again.

The monks must not disturb when they are cultivating, and the retreat must not be interrupted, so Fang Ningxue did not dare to call Xiao Zhan out to eat again.

"This Xiao Zhan has been like being in evil since he went to the Treasure Pavilion!

What the hell is so amazing in the Treasure Pavilion, I have to go and see!

Besides, I'm going to go to a shop on Chunxi Street to do something.

Now that there are more and more people in the house, I can't sit at home and eat empty! ”

Thinking of this, Fang Ningxue took Qingwen and sat in Xiangzi's carriage to Chunxi Street.

Fang Ningxue came to the Treasure Pavilion to find out, and she also wanted to buy a birthday gift for her grandfather Fang Hongming.

In a few days, it will be her grandfather Fang Hongming's 70th birthday, so the first floor of the Treasure Pavilion is the most suitable place to go.

Mr. Fang Hongming likes antique calligraphy and painting.

Gold, silver, jade, jewelry, and other mundane things, he was not interested in them at all.

……

The eyes of the welcoming deacon at the door of the Treasure Pavilion lit up, and Miss Fang, the first beauty of the Southern Wilderness, came to the door once!

Miss Fang is also famous in the entire Qingzhou City, and he also knows that this great beauty is Xiao Zhan's wife, and he is even more attentive:

"Mrs. Xiao, you are here, it is really a blessing for my Treasure Pavilion!

What does Mrs. Xiao want to buy? ”

Fang Ningxue smiled and said:

"I want to see if there is a suitable calligraphy and painting."

"Yes, yes! The slogan of the Treasure Pavilion is, there is nothing you can't buy, only what you can't think of.

Please! On the first floor, there is an antique calligraphy and painting specialty store, where there is a VIP reception room.

You drink tea first, and I will ask someone to come and serve you.

What type of calligraphy and painting does Madame need, just say, she can help you with all your problems. Package you are satisfied. ”

Fang Ningxue expressed her gratitude and asked Qingwen to reward one or two silver as a meeting gift, showing everyone's demeanor.

The deacon who welcomed the guest was naturally grateful, and he went to find someone for Fang Ningxue.

The deacons of the Treasure Pavilion are both men and women.

Deaconess, a female guest in charge of reception.

For male deacons...... Men and women all!

It has to be a handsome guy, and you have to be proficient in ancient culture and have a lot of professional knowledge.

This deacon, surnamed Xu, is very beautiful, quite cultivated at first glance, and has very decent speech and demeanor.

Deacon Xu respectfully saw Fang Ningxue and asked:

"May I ask Mrs. Xiao, what type of calligraphy and painting do you need? Which dynasty is it from? What is the content of calligraphy and painting?

I can help you choose and save you time. ”

Fang Ningxue smiled and said:

"I'm here to buy a birthday gift for my grandfather, and my grandfather likes Tang Baihu's authentic works.

You also know that Tang Baihu likes to draw tigers, and my grandfather is a tiger, so a picture of Tang Baihu's tiger roaring should be the most suitable. ”

May I ask you here, do you have any real works of Tang Baihu? ”

Suddenly, the deacon's face became embarrassed, and she said:

"Tang Baihu was a Confucian saint more than a thousand years ago, and his works are too precious!

And there are not many paintings in his life, mainly some poems, calligraphy and paintings have been handed down to the world.

That's right, Tang Baihu has a nickname called Tiger Idiot.

He really loves tigers very much, and every time he appears in front of the public, he rides a tiger.

However, there are very few works of tiger painting that have been handed down. ”

Fang Ningxue was a little surprised and said:

"Tang Baihu, Tang Baihu, doesn't that mean that this Confucian saint raised a hundred tigers back then, and painted a portrait of each tiger.

Speaking of which, there are at least a hundred tiger drawings in circulation.

So, there are at least a few authentic tigers in the Treasure Pavilion, right?

Your Treasure Pavilion claims that all the world's treasures are in this attic, isn't it just an advertisement? ”

This tone revealed dissatisfaction, which made Deacon Xu's apology stronger, his smile more humble, and the two pear blossom dimples were more conspicuous.

As an elite in the service industry, Deacon Xu has to stand in the perspective of customers, be anxious about what customers are anxious about, and try to meet the needs of customers.

If you change to other salesmen who are not up to the mark, as soon as you hear that the customer "denigrates" the reputation of the Treasure Pavilion, you will immediately get angry and throw your face at the customer.

It seems that she loves the Treasure Pavilion very much, but in fact, she is not worthy of standing here.

"Madam, having said that, in fact, Tang Baihu destroyed all the pictures of the hundred tigers he painted."

Fang Ningxue was surprised:

"Why is that?"

Deacon Xu smiled and said:

"Our Treasure Pavilion is also vigorously searching for Tang Baihu's authentic works, but in the past hundred years, nothing has been found.

To be able to have a pair of Tang Baihu's tiger works, hanging here, as a treasure of the town tower, that is the wish of our pavilion master. ”

Fang Ningxue nodded and said:

This is understandable, after all, no one can surpass the Confucian sage's painting art for thousands of years, and with his authentic town building, the Treasure Pavilion is even more weighty.

However, why did Tang Baihu destroy all his meticulous masterpieces?

Wouldn't that be a huge loss to the art world? ”

Deacon Xu nodded in agreement, sighed and said:

"yes, that's what I thought too.

According to the explanations of the famous experts, it is rumored that Tang Baihu's cultivation has reached the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm, and before he is about to ascend, he feels that the calligraphy and paintings in his life are unsatisfactory, which does not match his achievements in cultivation.

In order not to mislead the children of the people, let the monks concentrate on cultivation, and not be confused by the superficial skills of poetry, calligraphy and painting, Tang Baihu burned his calligraphy and painting works in the Qianyuan Continent for thousands of years and destroyed them all. ”

"Ahh

Fang Ningxue clenched her wrist and sighed, faintly distressed!

Tang Baihu's works, whether they are poems or calligraphy and paintings, each one is of the highest quality, condensing the pinnacle of artistic attainments in several eras, and the value is simply immeasurable!

If you can get a calligraphy and painting of Tang Baihu as the object of copying, as long as you persevere, even if your talent is poor, you will become a contemporary master.

The transmission of art is very important.

Tang Baihu destroyed all his works with a fire, that is, he broke the thousand-year-old inheritance of calligraphy and painting art.

Later generations must make more efforts and more time, and there must be a once-in-a-millennium artistic genius in order to reach the peak of Confucianism and continue the inheritance.

"This Confucian saint's heart is strange and ruthless enough! He soars and ascends, why did he ruin all his works?

Doesn't this make our descendants of the Qianyuan Continent no longer be able to observe the top works of art, which will bring devastating damage to the development of calligraphy and painting art? ”

Fang Ningxue not only regretted that she had come in vain, but also expressed concern about the development of the art world, so she was quite dissatisfied with this Confucian saint.