C27 Herba Maleidae

027 Descend

Wu Youjiu was lost in thought as he looked at the painting. He had only seen this painting in the museum in the future, but it was right in front of his eyes!

As the environment of the rock with ink pen for the axe cut, square hard angular, the distant rock with ink swept out a large number of.

The nearby branch was hooked out with charred ink, with a wide variety of twists and turns. In the distance, the branch was hooked out with a light black ink.

The close and distant calligraphy with thick and light effect, has a strong sense of space, the picture with a large axe to cut the side straight and rock, the next brushstroke is straightforward and decisive, drawing tree simple, the branch is strong.

The author took a local view to show the people's lives at that time.

He still remembered the tour guide's words: Ma Yuan, He Chin Shan, was a famous painter of the later stage of the Southern Song Academy of Painting along with Xia Gui.

Painting Li Tang, adept at mountains and rivers, with the charred ink drawing tree stone, with a great axe cut with ink for chopping.

Painted ku peak straight up to see its top, or cliff straight down to see its feet, unique style, known as the "horse corner."

Now that the picture at the corner of the horse was right in front of his eyes, how could he not be lost in thought?

However, he recalled the original owner and his father's original intention for choosing this painting, and sighed. The old farmer in this painting was like the original owner, staggering along the path of imperial examinations.

Thanks to his father's care and care, the original owner was able to enroll in the Imperial Court. After losing his father, he no longer felt angry.

Wu Youcai was still lost in thought when he heard some noise coming from outside. He went out to take a look and after a while, he returned and knocked on the door." Young Master, the old lady's Miss Xuan Cao has arrived.

She could very well call Xuan Cao "Big Sister Xuan Cao", but when he replied, he did not mention the "Big Sister Xuan Cao is here" rules. Xuan Cao could act as "Big Sister Xuan Cao" in front of him, but in front of Wu Youwei, she was just a maidservant.

As the "big sister", she did not have that kind of confidence.

Furthermore, the Young Master had just provoked the people in his courtyard, so Xuan Cao did not dare to put on the act of "being bestowed by the elders".

He brought them to the courtyard in a very meek and low-key manner and stood outside the door, waiting quietly.

Wu Youwei finally came back to his senses when he heard the voice. However, he did not call for someone to come in immediately. Instead, he called out softly, "Xiaoxiao, come in."

The little Loach drilled its way in, smiling widely, brimming with sunlight, "Young Master."

"Sit over there for a while. There's some snacks over there. Go and boil a pot of hot water for yourself." Wu Youwei pointed to the two plates on the tea table and said, "Don't say a word."

"Got it." He ran to boil some water and poured himself a cup of hot water. He sat on his feet, hugged his plate, and ate happily.

Actually, the dessert wasn't a very good thing. It was just that this little kid had never eaten any of the snacks before, which was why it was so rare.

He was beaming with joy at the thought of a pot of fruit.

Wu Youwei sat on a chair and drank some hot water. He didn't eat any snacks, so he had no appetite.

Everything here, everything is very … Ephemeral: All of them belonged to the Ming Dynasty.

The mahogany tables and chairs were fine, but there were also bookshelves, paintings, pens, etc. Everything was done in the style of the Ming Dynasty.

This made Wu Youcai, who didn't even have a bowl in the past, feel very fresh. He had spent so much time calculating and didn't even have the chance to appreciate these classical beauties.

However, he remembered that in his era, it was like a set of master chairs with the style of the Ming Dynasty. The price was just over a hundred thousand.

It was still made of red wood. If it was made of purple sandalwood, then it would be even more expensive!

There were also some antiques and paintings in the room. Based on the habits of the later generations, he estimated that there were at least a hundred million of them!

Hundreds of millions!

To Wu Youwei, it was simply a myth!

The amount of compensation on his insurance policy was only a minimum of five hundred thousand, with a maximum of two million yuan.

Compared to now, it was simply impossible to look at!

He was so preoccupied with his happiness that he forgot to calculate the time difference of those hundreds of years. Even if it was an unknown painting at that time, after a few hundred years, it would still be a treasure.

He was bored to death in the house, and the people standing outside were worried and afraid.

The Young Master was giving them a show of strength!

Especially Miss Xuan Cao, she herself didn't want to come here to serve Young Master, she wanted to go to Young Master Sun, oh, now it's Eldest Young Master's place to serve me.

But that won't do. The madame and the madame had already heard the faint sound of the wind. They didn't know who was chewing on their tongue, but they were on their guard against her.

Xuan Cao was helpless. At the beginning, the young master was fine with her, but afterwards … Calmly, he did not know why.

In order to get close to the eldest young master and make his more popular,hee had even taken money. Every time he went out, she would secretly learn from an old woman, and that was how the eldest young master began to see his.

How many women were able to recognize these days?

That old woman was once a poet, the kind who fought against people in the brothel. She was later redeemed and married into a second wife by a merchant, but unfortunately, she was not able to give birth to one and a half women. When the merchant left, she was arranged to live there by her stepson. She had a family that took care of her, with a monthly allowance of two silver taels.

What could two taels of silver do in the capital? Just barely.

Therefore, if the old woman wanted to earn money, she would have to teach some girls how to read and show off her immature literary skills.

He did not know what was going on with the Young Master. Now that he had been disgraced, he had to be more careful in the future.