Jiang Heng's expression did not change, but he was overjoyed in his heart. However, the aura contained in this copybook was far inferior to the plum blossom and snow scene picture of the poor scholar before. But this ray of heat confirmed the guess in his heart.
It still made Jiang Heng very happy.
This is your golden finger!
Then Jiang Heng continued to look around calmly. On the surface, he seemed to be just observing these calligraphy and paintings. In fact, he was trying to see if there was any energy in them.
Later, I was very lucky to draw energy from a few calligraphy and paintings.
I just looked at the calligraphy and paintings displayed on the entire first floor, and the energy contained in each calligraphy and painting is also very thin. But after all, the amount is large enough to cause qualitative changes, and the total amount is equivalent to the previous plum blossom and snow scene.
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This trip is worth it!
Jiang Heng felt a big stone fall in his heart. This was equivalent to opening a trick to quickly increase his strength. Thinking of this, Jiang Heng did not continue to pretend to observe, and sat back on the chair. The smile on the corner of his mouth could no longer be suppressed.
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After about an hour of burning incense, the plump and smiling shopkeeper walked down carefully holding several volumes of calligraphy and paintings.
Seeing that Jiang Heng was still there, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to let this big fat sheep go. It was true that there were famous calligraphers and calligraphers in the painting and calligraphy studio, but the other party was obviously the kind of uneducated and unskilled dude. He was a mixed bag of true and false. He wanted to come.
I can't see anything.
Moreover, all the fakes he found actually looked good, at least a layman wouldn't be able to tell the faults.
You must slaughter this fat sheep today!
The shopkeeper put the calligraphy and paintings on the display cabinet with a smile, and unfolded them one by one very carefully and presented them in front of Jiang Heng.
There are eight paintings in total, two copybooks and six scrolls.
"Sir, these are the treasures of this small shop..."
Jiang Heng didn't put his eyes on the shopkeeper at all, but kept glancing directly at the calligraphy and painting.
Just looking at it made his eyes light up.
This first painting is a painting depicting a lonely boat on a river. It is impossible to tell whether it is good or bad based on Jiang Heng's calligraphy and painting skills, but Goldfinger gave a clear answer directly, which is far better than that painting of plum blossoms and snow scenery.
Astonishing heat flowed into his lower abdomen along his eyes.
"Sir?"
"Master?"
Seeing that the fat sheep was unresponsive, the shopkeeper called out a few times anxiously. It wasn't until Xiaorou touched it slightly that Jiang Heng suddenly came to his senses.
"Sir, these are the treasures of this small shop. Are you satisfied?"
The other party's reaction just now caught his eye, so he was very proud at this moment.
He is indeed a fat sheep who knows nothing!
I'm afraid the price will probably double now!
Unexpectedly, Jiang Hengli ignored him and continued to observe the calligraphy and painting carefully, but said calmly: "Don't worry, as long as I am satisfied, the price is not a problem!"
Hearing this, the shopkeeper was overjoyed, thinking that people in this world are stupid and have a lot of money.
After a full stick of incense, Jiang Heng withdrew his gaze with unfulfilled interest. These eight calligraphy and paintings were indeed good, but what made Jiang Heng a little suspicious was that some of these calligraphy and paintings had a lot of energy, some had less energy, and some were simply blank.
Not even a tiny bit!
Is there some mechanism that I don't know about? Otherwise, how could it cause such a difference?
However, several of these paintings do have a lot of energy. However, the first one has the most, and the rest have a mediocre response, just as much as the plum blossom and snow scene.
But it was also a huge gain for Jiang Heng.
"Master, what do you think of these treasures in the shop?" The shopkeeper rubbed his hands with a flattering look on his face.
"Yeah! But..." Jiang Heng nodded, then shook his head and sighed slightly: "Shopkeeper, do you think that in this business, is it better to make money at all costs? Or is it better to operate with integrity?"
The shopkeeper was startled, his face changed slightly, and then he said with a straight face, "I don't understand what you are saying, Master!"
Seeing that Jiang Heng's expression did not change, he said with a hint of ridicule: "Isn't the shopkeeper thinking that this young master is a fool? These four pictures are probably fakes, right?"
As he spoke, Jiang Heng pointed out four of the calligraphy and paintings that did not feel the slightest energy.
As Jiang Heng pointed out, the shopkeeper's expression gradually changed, from surprise to final solemnity.
"I don't know about the shopkeeper, but my young master's eyes are quite correct, right?"
The shopkeeper was silent for a long time before he forced out an ugly smile again, and while slapping himself, he said: "This young master is ignorant of the goods and has stained the young master's eyes by accepting these fakes. I will turn around and give these fakes to the young master."
Burned!"
Jiang Heng naturally saw the other party's shirk of blame, but he was even more suspicious in his heart.
What is this golden finger's judgment of the energy in calligraphy and painting? Is it true that it is determined to some extent by the emotion contained in calligraphy and painting?
The calligraphy and paintings of famous people generally contain emotions, and of course there are also some people who seek fame and reputation.
It can’t be determined by fame, right?
Jiang Heng waved his hand slightly, and the shopkeeper's admission of his mistake solved one of the puzzles in his mind.
"That's it, I'm not interested in anything today. Xiaorou, let's go!"
When the shopkeeper saw that the other party did not pursue the matter, he felt happy and was about to continue selling his genuine products. However, he was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.
"Sir! The few paintings left in the shop are all authentic! Authentic!"
"Sir! Think again!?"
Jiang Heng had no intention of buying paintings, so he left the painting and calligraphy studio with Xiaorou without hesitation.
After all, all the energy has been absorbed, so why not buy a hammer? And this guy actually wants to take him as a scapegoat. Do I look like a scapegoat?
The shopkeeper looked at the fat sheep gradually disappearing, and he beat his chest in heartache and fell to the ground. Who knew that this young man who looked like someone who had been taken advantage of had such vicious eyes. If he had known it, he would not be happy with these little clever guys.
The extremely depressed shopkeeper glanced at the calligraphy and painting with his peripheral vision. However, he was stunned when he looked at it. He frowned and let out a soft sigh.
He looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the display shelf solemnly, and murmured to himself: "Hey! Why does it feel weird!"
The shopkeeper rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was dazzled. He found that the authentic paintings in front of him seemed to have less charm than before!
He is the shopkeeper of this calligraphy and painting studio. Although his attainments in calligraphy and painting are average, his eyes are ruthless.
As he looked at these paintings, something seemed more and more wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. It was clear that the seal's imprint was not bad at all, even the money left behind, but...
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After returning to the mansion from the calligraphy and painting studio, Jiang Heng began his hard work again.
From the previous point of view, the mysterious power in Dantian is still a great help for martial arts practice.
Without this kind of warm moisture, martial arts training would not only be very painful, but also very boring. But with this golden finger, this horse step is like a foot massage plus a foot sauna, so comfortable that it is unnecessary.
Generally speaking, even if people who practice martial arts use precious medicinal materials to supplement, it will definitely take a long time for various parts of the body to absorb them and convert them into the power of qi and blood.
The most important thing is that there is no targeted treatment. It is not like the warm current in the Dantian, direct targeted treatment.
For ordinary people to practice martial arts, as Uncle San said, if you don't have enough energy and blood to force yourself to practice horse steps, that's not practicing martial arts, that's seeking death!
This greatly limits the time for beginners to practice!
But in fact, Jiang Heng can directly rely on the energy in his dantian to recover his strength almost continuously!
In this way, even if he starts late and at a low level, he can still use a lot of time to close the gap with those geniuses!!!
In the next few days, I concentrated on practicing hard in my mansion every day, non-stop, spending at least ten hours every day in my own courtyard.
With such intense hard training and nourished by energy, Jiang Heng's body not only did not collapse, but instead became stronger.
Now he has begun to become stronger, and his original dandy temperament has completely disappeared. Strong tendon meat has slowly grown all over his body. The effect can be said to be immediate.
If those fitness coaches in the previous life saw this kind of muscle change, their eyes would pop out of their heads!
At the same time, Jiang Heng also learned some information about the situation in the city from Xiaorou. Because of his instructions, Xiaorou deliberately talked with the mothers who were responsible for the purchase in the house every day.
For example, there have been rumors in recent days that five days ago, a gangster appeared in the east of the city and killed twenty people in a row, but finally escaped!
For another example, three days ago, three corpses were recovered from the moat outside the city. Each of them had eyes wide open and a look of horror on their faces.
Also, yesterday, there were no traces of merchants in a dilapidated mountain temple outside the city. At present, it is found that the number of missing people has reached ten, and the government still has not found them.
Hearing this, Jiang Heng's face turned gloomy. These changes in the situation made him vaguely feel that there must be traces of sneakiness in them. Even though the government had released words, there was nothing strange about it, but with what he had seen in recent times, his concept had changed.