Chapter 153: Old Master Sun (Middle)

The last wave of people had just dispersed, Guan Yang was beautiful, and he saw an old man with a group of people walking towards him menacingly, Guan Yang thought he was looking for trouble, and immediately became vigilant, and at the same time asked: "Who are you? What are you doing here......" Guan Yang recognized it, the person behind the old man was the first wave of scholars who bought their own peonies, is there anything wrong with peonies?

"Ladies and gentlemen, is there anything wrong with Peony?"

Chen Hong stood up with a wry smile: "Boss, don't get me wrong, peonies are all good peonies, and there is no problem." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"And what are you?"

"It's none of their business, I'm looking for you. Old Master Sun had already finished reading the sign standing in front of Guan Yang's booth: "The old man asked you, who wrote this poem?"

"The old gentleman is?"

"Oh, this is the head of our academy. ”

"Oh!" Guan Yang understood: "You mountain chief blames you for spending money indiscriminately, so I forced you to come back and return the flowers, right? No problem, my peony can be returned." "Anyway, my peonies don't have to worry about selling.

"What's with what?" Old Master Sun said angrily: "I said it all, it's none of their business, it's the old man looking for you." ”

"May I ask what the old gentleman is looking for me?"

"The old man asks you, who wrote this poem?"

"I don't know, it was made for me by an old man. ”

"Why did he write you a poem?"

"Because ......" Guan Yang repeated the reason for changing the peony flower for poetry.

"Hmm. This reason is reasonable, and the old master can't find fault with it: "But don't you think it's too vulgar to do business with such good poems?"

"That's what's wrong with you, sir. Guan Yang said: "Su Yuquan's generation of writers, doesn't he also make a living by selling paintings? This can be regarded as a business, right?" Su Yuquan is a great writer in this world, with unparalleled literary talents, but he has had a rough life, and in his later years, he made a living by selling paintings, and his experience was similar to Tang Bohu.

"But his paintings are worthy of his talents, and are your flowers worthy of these two poems?" questioned the old master.

"The old gentleman means that I sell defective products?"

"It's not enough to sell defective products, your flowers are really good, but the old man thinks they are not worthy of the poem 'Boasting of the world's unparalleled beauty, the first fragrance in the independent world'. ”

"What kind of flowers does the old gentleman think are worthy of these two poems?"

"This ......" Old Master Sun purely felt that Guan Yang's flowers were not worthy of "Peony" and "Peony Appreciation", but if he wanted to set a standard, he couldn't set it for a while, but fortunately, Chen Hong behind him helped Mr. out of the siege: "Boss, what Mr. Sun means is that at least it must be a famous peony, such as a peony among the top ten famous products or even four famous products to have this qualification." ”

"That's right, at least one of the top 10 masterpieces. ”

"I see. Guan Yang took out the Qinglong Lying Ink Pool from the car: "Old man, do you think this is worthy?"

"Qinglong Lying Ink Pool?" This is a rare treasure, and the old master went up to observe the old man for a long time: "Among the green dragon lying ink pools that the old man has seen, this one is the best." ”

"Thank you, old man, for the compliment. ”

"Boss, why don't you take out such a good flower?" A pair of hands were inserted between Guan Yang and Old Master Sun, and he picked up the Qinglong Lying Ink Pool: "I bought this flower, boss, you can make a price." It was a guest who had bought Guan Yang peonies just now, and Guan Yang was very impressed by him, because he bought five peonies from Guan Yang alone.

"Stop!"

"No, I can't. Guan Yang and Old Master Sun shouted together, and stretched out their hands at the same time, although Guan Yang was far away, he knew martial arts after all, and snatched the flowers back first.

"Guest, I'm really sorry, this flower has been injured, I've been helping it heal lately, otherwise I would have taken it out a long time ago. ”

"Hurt?" The guest was still a little angry and was about to get angry, but as soon as he heard Guan Yang's words, the anger in his heart immediately disappeared, and all that was left was curiosity.

"Hurt?" asked Old Master Sun as well.

"Well, a bastard smashed the pot. Guan Yang explained simply: "How about it, old man, this peony was cultivated by me myself, is it worthy of these two poems?"

"Ahem!" the old master naturally would not admit defeat, and said in a voice: "Although flowers are good flowers and one of the top ten famous products, it is a bit reluctant to match these two poems. ”

"What about this one?" Guan Yang knew that a green dragon lying ink pool could not convince him, and he had already prepared it in advance.

"Yao Huang?" the old master's eyes were about to pop out, and he hugged Yao Huang for a long time: "You cultivated it?"

"Of course. ”

"How did you cultivate it?" the old master's voice trembled: "The number of times Yao Huang and Wei Zi have appeared in the history has not exceeded ten times combined, how did you cultivate it?" the old master asked again.

"I was cultivated according to the ancient recipes. ”

"But for thousands of years, countless flower growers have been cultivated according to ancient recipes, but few have succeeded. "The old master is very excited, Yao Huang cherishes it too much, the ancient times are not the later generations, the later generations not only have a huge planting scale, but also have developed science and technology, can control the genes of the flowers, you can do whatever color you want, you can also feed the pigment to the flowers, there are always a few successful thousands of flowers. In ancient times, if you want to cultivate a really good flower, you can really only look at God. Some flower growers have exhausted their efforts and invested countless resources, and there are too many examples of failure in the end.

"Didn't someone succeed?"

"But ......"

"I said, if it doesn't work, if it doesn't work, I'll turn my face. ”

"Yes, of course. Old Master Sun was convinced this time: "This is Yao Huang, Yao Huang was originally the king of peonies, if Yao Huang can't be called 'Competing for the world's unparalleled beauty, the first fragrance in the independent world." I'm afraid I can't afford it. ”

The person who grabbed the flowers just now hadn't left yet, and he was even more excited when he saw Yao Huang at this time: "Boss, this Yao Huang is not injured, right?"

"Nope. ”

"That's great. The old master didn't react, and Yao Huang was snatched by him again: "Can you sell this plant to me?"

"You put it down. It was not Guan Yang who spoke, but Old Master Sun: "I want this flower." ”

"Why? I got it first. The man took out a stack of silver tickets, didn't count them, and threw them directly on Guan Yang's stall: "You don't need to find the boss." Then he disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"I'm ......" Guan Yang looked at a stack of silver tickets, although he didn't know how much it was, but just looking at the thickness was enough to buy two Yao Huang.

"My Yao Huang. "If your hand is a little slower, Yao Huang will become someone else's, and the old master regrets it.

Chen Hong hurriedly comforted: "Sir, don't be sad, isn't there still a green dragon lying in the ink pool here." ”

"Yes, there's also the Green Dragon Lying Ink Pool. "Although the Qinglong Sleeping Ink Pool is not as expensive as Yao Huang, in the case of losing Yao Huang, buying the Qinglong Sleeping Ink Pool can also be comforted.

"This flower is not sold. Guan Yang poured a basin of cold water on it.

"Why don't you sell it?" the old master wanted to strangle Guan Yang to death at a certain moment.

"This flower has been injured. Guan Yang is still the same reason.

"It's okay, I'm also a veteran of flowers, isn't it just that I've been fallen, a small problem. The old master waved his hand: "You can sell it to me at the market price, and I will take care of it myself." ”

"Are you okay?" Guan Yang expressed serious doubts.

"Don't underestimate people, the old man's skills are no worse than yours. ”

"Then why don't you cultivate Yao Huang yourself?"

"Old man......" Old Master Sun was almost choked to death, and Chen Hong came out to save the scene again: "The boss doesn't know, this is the mountain chief of Wendao Academy, and he is also our husband, the academy is busy with things, and Mr. has no time to cultivate." ”

"Yes, yes, yes...... That's it. The old master had a great impression of Chen Hong, and felt that this child was really good. (To be continued.) )