After the family had never seen so much money excitedly retreated, they were silent for a long time, and they all decided to return the extra money, they wanted to tell the truth, even if they couldn't make money, it was better than being condemned by their conscience.

But who knows, when the young man went to look for the old man again, he was no longer at home and didn't know where he went.

There was no way, the young man had to return to Xiaolongkan and find Gu Lan to tell him about the situation.

An honest person who has never been in business in his life is used to his duty, and he is even careful to make money, for fear of taking advantage of others.

But Gu Lan let the young man rest assured, what price he could sell the paper at was his own ability, since he felt that it was too expensive, then adjust it to the right price.

Because in the next month, the paper business within a radius of ten miles was his family's monopoly.

The boy didn't realize what a big deal it was.

He could only return home anxiously, and dreamed at night that the old man chasing him and scolding him for being a black-hearted businessman.

Besides, looking at the old man of the mountain, he was originally a son of a down-and-out family, and in order to attract the attention of the powerful, he deliberately lived in seclusion on the mountain, which did attract some people to visit, but he felt that there was no future for following those people, so he gave up.

The more he is like this, the more others look up to him, and this world is really strange.

But today he came down the mountain for another matter.

He has a friend who is richer than him in the family, and his family is not in the middle, he is a false hermit, but this friend of his is a true gentleman, a real hermit.

He didn't even need to go to the mountains to live in seclusion, he spent his whole day playing the piano and drinking in his own home, and enjoying himself alone.

The old man who watched the mountain got the paper, and after he finished painting on it, the first thing he thought of was this friend surnamed Yan.

With some show-off, he asked to see Yan Shizhen, and soon, he was taken to the back garden.

Now it is the cold winter wax moon, but the back garden of the Yan family is as warm as spring, the flowers here are blooming, and a few wisps of white smoke float from time to time in the flowers, like a heavenly palace.

The old man of Kanshan was originally named Li Yang, he knew that this garden was smoked out of the heat of charcoal fire, and it would cost at least 100 gold or 100 taels of gold in a winter, and he didn't know how many people had enough to eat and wear for how long, but he was used by the family to smoke and roast the garden, just to enjoy the flowers in winter.

These ripening flowers are also very short-lived, and they have to be replaced once a year.

The old man in Kanshan had been wealthy before, so he naturally knew the urine nature of these rich people, and he had no other thoughts at this time except for his speech.

Yan Shizhen sat in the corridor obliquely, throwing fish food into the white smoke of the river, he squinted his eyes and smashed a piece of fish food at Li Yang with a smile, and scolded with a smile: "What kind of wind blew you down?" I invited you to my house three times and twice, but you didn't want to, and now I don't invite you, and you want to come again? ”

The two of them have been close friends for many years, Yan Shizhen naturally knew the purpose of Li Yang's seclusion, and he also sent an invitation to Li Yang, but Li Yang was unwilling to come to his house no matter what.

Although the two of them are friends, they are different in many ways.

Li Yang is eager to make contributions and make a career of his own, but Yan Shizhen has no big ambitions, he was born in a family, and he doesn't worry about it all his life, that's it, he has worked hard all his life, or like this, why bother fighting?

Many children of the family think like this, they are poor and extravagant, because they have a family to give them a back, and naturally, they lose their self-motivation.

If Li Yang's family is not defeated, I am afraid that he will also be a loser who has no will to struggle at this time.

Therefore, Li Yang just smiled and did not answer Yan Shizhen's question positively.

He took out a scroll from his bosom as if offering a treasure, and said mysteriously: "I came today to show you something good, but not to be your doorman, to help you feed these stupid and fat pig-like fish all day long!" ”

The fish in this pool are carefree, and they are as fat as pigs and look round.

"You are a person, you can anger people with one mouth!"

Yan Shizhen scolded him with a smile, got up and said, "What good things did you get again?" Who gave it to you? Let me see! ”

In the past, someone went to the mountain to ask the old man to see the mountain, and he sent him something, and there was really a time, he got a rare bamboo slip, but unfortunately only the upper part, and the lower half could not be found anyway.

Li Yang didn't sell it, and took him to the stone table in the garden, where the flowers were full of flowers, birds and flowers, and he put the painting scroll on the table and slowly unfolded it.

The white paper slowly revealed the true face of Lushan, and the ink marks were on the paper, drawing the shadows of the ink plum and bamboo and the mountains and rivers, and as the scroll was completely unfolded, the mountains and rivers were all in sight by the two.

"You drew this?" Yan Shizhen's eyes were full of admiration, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it, but he was afraid of erasing the ink.

As soon as Li Yang saw his reaction, he knew that his purpose of showing off had been achieved, and he raised his head proudly: "I painted it, how about it?" ”

"It's amazing, it's like it's real!"

Nowadays, there have long been landscape paintings, but those landscape paintings are painted on cow and sheepskin, which are extremely fishy, although the paintings are beautiful, but this art form is not accepted by most people.

They still like stone carvings, sculptures, carving on stones, tortoise shells, trees, carving what they want to paint.

But these are too bulky to fit into a room to enjoy.

Yan Shizhen immediately reacted, what is the baby that Li Yang said.

He cautiously touched the white paper, "Dial in the cicada wings, but they are very smooth, and the ink marks will not be smudged, what is this?" ”

"This thing is called paper, rice paper, and it is said to be used to replace the writing of bamboo slips, what do you think?"

"Good!" Yan Shizhen concluded, "This is definitely better than bamboo brief!" But what else is there? ”

"Of course, there is!" Li Yang hurriedly took out a few other pieces of white paper, he ordered someone to bring a pen and ink inkstone, the two of them grinded the ink, dipped the ink with a brush, and Yan Shizhen did not hesitate to write a face on the paper.

He is not good at painting, can only write, can write, is also very smooth and convenient, not as cumbersome as writing on bamboo slips, bamboo slips are small, if you want to write a few more words, you have to compress the size of the font, and it is very troublesome, even a tenth of the paper is not as good as it.

Yan Shizhen was amazed, and after writing more than a dozen words in a row, a feeling had already risen that he was afraid that he couldn't do without the paper.

Hurriedly asked, "Who did you get these papers from?" Can you sell it? ”

"Naturally, there is, a young man, I don't know where he got this thing from, I only know six taels and one piece, but unfortunately I am shy in my pocket, so I only bought ten."

"Hurry, hurry! Where is the boy's home? Take me to see it! ”