I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

The old man also has a big heart, so he hangs it in the store like this, what if it is stolen at night?

After appreciating the calligraphy left by the masters, the old man said with a smile: "These calligraphy are the foundation of my study. Mr. Lin Xian, don't you mind adding another foundation to my study?"

"Okay, then show your shame!"

Lin Xian is not a hypocritical person, since the store has this rule, the boss has repeatedly invited him sincerely, and he doesn't want to spoil the fun.

Besides, if one's own works can be ranked with these masters, doesn't it also show his own level and be recognized.

Seeing that he agreed, the old man happily said: "An essay, calligraphy and painting are all acceptable."

For essays, writing is the most convenient.

But Lin Xian is learning hard-tipped calligraphy, which seems a bit out of harmony, so let's draw a picture.

After putting down the painting bag, taking out the drawing board and painting tools, Lin Xian held the paintbrush and fell into deep thought.

What should I draw?

Seeing him meditating, the old man and Zhang Mengyao kept silent, not to disturb him.

After looking around the surroundings of the store, Lin Xian's eyes finally fell on the master's calligraphy on the wall.

have!

The corner of Lin Xian's mouth curled into a smile, and the paintbrush in his hand landed on the drawing paper without hesitation.

half an hour later.

Lin Xian stopped the paintbrush in his hand and said with a smile: "Yes!"

Seeing this, Zhang Mengyao and the old man immediately stepped forward and looked at the drawing board.

On the drawing paper, a picture of green bamboo.

The whole painting does not give people the impression that it is brilliant. If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be: quite satisfactory.

That's right, it's mediocre.

Lack of spirituality and artistic conception, anyone who has studied Chinese painting for more than ten years can draw it easily.

Zhang Mengyao frowned slightly, she felt that Lin Xian's painting was too casual, a bit perfunctory.

But the old man looked at him for a while, but he stretched out his thumb and praised: "Mr. Lin Xian, you are amazing!"

incredible?

How is it great?

Zhang Mengyao looked confused, she always felt that the old man was bragging.

Seeing her expression, the old man explained with a smile: "Little girl, I'm not praising indiscriminately. People who don't know how to do it will naturally not be able to see the ingenuity of this painting."

"Really?"

Zhang Mengyao tilted her head slightly, looked carefully several times, but still couldn't see anything outstanding.

So, she couldn't help asking: "Lin Xian, is there anything special about this painting?"

Lin Xian curled his lips secretly, speechless.

It's not easy for him to answer this, otherwise he will become a queen who sells melons, selling melons and boasting.

"The ingenuity of Mr. Lin Xian's painting is that it uses Western oil painting techniques to draw the style of domestic ink painting."

At this time, a gentle and soft voice sounded behind the three of them.

Turning around, I saw the noble lady standing behind them at some point, admiring the painting with her beautiful eyes.

After finishing speaking, she looked at Lin Xian and smiled: "Mr. Lin Xian, I wonder if my analysis is correct?"

"This lady has a good eye!"

Lin Xian smiled and praised.

That's right, he used a very novel painting method in this painting, using Western oil painting techniques to paint a typical ink painting.

Don't think it's easy.

You know, oil painting and ink painting are two completely different genres.

This painting shows that Lin Xian's use of various techniques in oil painting has reached a very high level.

It is rare to meet a master painter, and the lady wants to buy a work.

But after much hesitation, she finally gave up.

Ordinary people can't see Lin Xian's dress, but she can.

The whole outfit of the other party is worth at least a million dollars. Is such a person short of money?

Apparently there is no shortage.

Moreover, she and Lin Xian didn't know each other, let alone have a relationship.

After listening to the lady's explanation, Zhang Mengyao suddenly realized.

The old man took the painting down from the drawing board, and said happily: "Get another set of calligraphy, and I can have another copy of the foundation of my study."

"The matter of mounting the painting, I can get rid of the boss!" Lin Xian also laughed.

The old man promised firmly: "Don't worry, I will pick up the painting in a week, and you will be satisfied."

"Then we'll go first."

Lin Xian waved his hand, nodded slightly to the lady, then took Zhang Mengyao's little hand, and walked out of the study room.

"Lin Xian, you are so good, I feel a lot of pressure."

Zhang Mengyao hugged his arm and leaned against him with sweetness and worry in her eyes.

Ah!

woman.

I want my man to be excellent, but I am also worried that he will be snatched away because he is too good.

It's hard being a man.

Of course, Lin Xian would never be able to say this.

He comforted: "The better I am, the better it proves your vision and good taste!"

"That's right too!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Mengyao looked a little smug.

call!

Finally fooled it.

Lin Xian raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then changed the subject and said, "It's getting late, let's find a place to have lunch!"

Zhang Mengyao nodded and suggested: "How about, let's eat around here. After eating, I want to visit the antique trading market."

"OK, no problem!"

Lin Xian smiled and led her to find a restaurant.

In the end, the two randomly found a fly restaurant and ate a duck blood vermicelli soup.

Not to mention, the duck blood vermicelli soup from this fly restaurant tastes authentic.

As for the sanitation of the fly restaurant...

Lin Xian's family owns a restaurant, so he has more say in this issue.

Let's put it this way.

No matter what restaurant you dine in, whether you can eat completely clean food depends on luck!

(Qian Haohao) Note that it is any restaurant, including three-star Michelin restaurants.

Humans are not machines, they will always make mistakes, restaurants are different from home, there are so many customers every day, when the back kitchen is busy, there are some unsanitary conditions, it is really normal.

Let a chef cook a few dishes, then he will definitely handle it very well, and it will be clean and hygienic.

But let a chef cook dozens or hundreds of dishes, then he can't take care of some details.

Because the restaurant is about efficiency, it is impossible to keep customers waiting for too long.

got it!

After lunch was settled casually, the two held hands and walked briskly towards the antique trading market.

Even at noon, the trading market was still extremely busy.

Especially for the stalls in the open space, eating does not affect their business.

Almost every stall owner has a box of lunch, doing business hard while eating.