Yang Xiuwen called the two upstairs.

First handed the two volumes of calligraphy and painting to the master and said, "Master, these two volumes are for Uncle Qian and Uncle Zhao, if you have time, master, you can help me give them to them, there are names on them, one is pine and cypress, and the other is orchid, both of which were painted by me." ”

After Zhou Xingwen took it, he put the other two volumes of calligraphy and painting on the desk and said, "Master, Uncle Zhang, look at these two pairs, don't ask first, and then talk after reading them." ”

Zhou Xingwen looked at the apprentice with a strange expression and said, "You can find it all day long."

His hand didn't stop, he put on his gloves and opened one of the rolls, and Zhang Li also picked up the other roll.

After the painting was rolled out, Zhou Xingwen saw a lady on it, holding a fan, standing next to the rockery, the painting skills were rough, there was no beauty, and the paper looked like it was in the Ming period.

Zhang Li's is the same, but his is a picture of a grass house under the mountain. looked at the two of them with puzzled looks.

He smiled mysteriously and said, "Experts, study the thickness of the drawing paper more, and then judge the age of the paper on the back, I am optimistic about you!" ”

After lowering his head and studying it carefully, Zhang Li blurted out "the universe in the painting".

Zhou Xingwen also looked at Zhang Li excitedly, and then said to Yang Xiuwen, "Xiuwen, go back to the store quickly, don't run blind." ”

After finishing speaking, he ignored him and discussed with Zhang Li excitedly.

Yang Xiuwen stood outside Wenbao Zhai.

I touched my head and thought, "What is this called, I was kicked out, forget it, the master and his old man are happy." ”

Turned around and went back to his small shop, Wenxuan Pavilion.

At this time, Zhang Li was concocting a potion.

While adjusting, he said to Zhou Xingwen, "Old Zhou, why do I become more and more incomprehensible to your apprentice, in just one or two months, from nothing to being entangled in thousands of things, calligraphy, painting, and antiques are all proficient, at the age of nineteen, but there is a maturity that does not match the age, and there is a secret in your apprentice's body." ”

Zhou Xingwen lay on the table and dipped the potion with a brush and brushed it on the drawing paper.

Then Zhang Li's words said: "You also know the situation of Xiuwen, the early death of his parents had a great impact on him. I don't care what secrets he has, I know he's my favorite apprentice."

The two were busy from morning to evening, and the two paintings finally revealed their original colors.

One is the Tang Dynasty's [Spring Breeze Fan], and the other is the Ming Dynasty's [Moonlit Night Visitor Picture].

Zhang Li looked at the picture scroll stupidly, and sighed, "Old Zhou, your apprentice has become a millionaire".

He had to sigh that in the nineties, the monthly income of ordinary workers was less than a thousand, and one million was an unimaginable number.

And a nineteen-year-old boy has it at this time.

What happened in Wen Bao Zhai, Yang Xiuwen didn't know, he was now sitting on the sofa at home in a daze, to be precise, surprised.

After returning home, after washing up, he brought himself a cup of tea and sat on the sofa to think about the progress of his cultivation.

With his current second layer of Qi training, it is equivalent to the middle stage of Ming Jin, and he can't release his internal force now.

Looking at the teacup on the coffee table, looking forward to the future of telekinesis.

Suddenly, I noticed that the teacup was moving, so I tried to move consciously, and it was successful.

After a long time, he finally moved the teacup to him, and although his head was dizzy and his eyes were tired, he was very excited.

Experiments have proved that although the current power cannot be used to retrieve objects from the air, the Sky Eye has this function.

The more aura he absorbed, the stronger this ability became, and he had an idea in his heart.

Today, the city of Xi'an is clean because there are not so many cars on the streets, and there are not so many exhaust gases.

In the night sky, the stars were shining, and in Yang Xiuwen's consciousness, there were a few energy points of different attributes around him, red, orange, yellow, and green forming a colorful world.

According to the description of the cheap master of the Qin Dynasty, when the spiritual energy is full, the attribute energy is like the dew in the morning, and the fog is at your fingertips.

It can be seen that there is a lack of aura now, but now he is very satisfied.

When the aura enters the body, it is incorporated by rings of different colors, and the rings of different colors nourish the five internal organs corresponding to it.

Yang Xiuwen can even feel the changes in his body now, becoming healthier and stronger.

From the outside, no one can know that there is a lot of power hidden in the well-proportioned body.

Xi'an Museum is located at No. 72, Youyi West Road, Beilin District, Xi'an City, Shaanxi Province, covering an area of 160,000 square meters and a construction area of 160,000 square meters.

It is a local comprehensive museum integrating cultural relics collection, scientific research, and social education.

I don't know how many cultural relics are in the collection, Yang Xiuwen stood at the door of the museum at this time, looking at the huge garden-style buildings, and he was very excited. Why, because the purpose of his coming today is to absorb the aura.

Before coming, he first went to the master's place to bring Qian Bin's calligraphy and paintings, and the master called Qian Bin.

Qian Bin asked him to wait for him at the entrance of the museum, and he happened to be looking for him.