During Baoyuezhai, the Yun family was very satisfied with their meal under the hospitality of Bai Mo and Qi Peng. Although the taste was not as delicious as Li Wanrou's, it was better because the food was exquisite and there were some carved decorations, which made the meal
The Yun family received high praise.
After having had enough wine and food, the group planned to go shopping for a while. After shopping, they could go directly to the house Bai Mo mentioned to rest. Old man Yun and Mrs. Zhao took the Yun family and others out of Baoyuezhai, and the group discussed
After a while, I was going to watch the lion dance performance. Although I saw some on the second floor of the restaurant, it was still not as lively as watching it up close.
Yun Xi was carried out of the private room by her grandma. When she went down the stairs, shopkeeper Lin who was paying the bill in the lobby saw her young master coming downstairs after eating. He quickly walked over from behind the counter and said respectfully.
He said, "Master, are you satisfied with the arrangement of the food?"
"Yes, yes, shopkeeper Lin arranged it very well. You can continue to entertain the guests. Mr. Qi and I will go out for a walk."
"Hey, Master, it's fine as long as you think it's good. I'll leave now, please." Shopkeeper Lin said a few words to Bai Mo, then respectfully left, and went back to help the guests pay for their meals.
"Grandma Yun, Grandpa Yun, uncles and aunts, let's go. I'll take you to see the lion dance first. There will be a dancer's performance on the river later. Don't miss it." Qi Peng saw that Bai Mo was fine.
, he opened his mouth and said.
"Let's go and watch the lion dance." Yundong was the first to speak out after hearing Qi Peng's words, his voice full of excitement and joy.
"Wow, we're going to do the lion dance, and we can still see a big dragon." Erya cheered.
The adults looked at the children's excited expressions and raised the corners of their mouths slightly. The Yun family followed Qi Peng and Bai Mo and followed the flow of people forward.
Not long after walking, Mrs. Zhao found a painter on the roadside with a long wooden table. She was sitting behind the table. On the table were some pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and some colored things. Mrs. Zhao didn't know what they were, but she wanted to come.
It should be something for coloring paintings.
This man had a mustache, wore a Confucian shirt and a black Confucian scarf on his head. He was about forty years old. Mrs. Zhao looked at the scrolls hanging behind him. What about "Landscape Pictures", "Lady Pictures", "Ladies Pictures"
There are at least a dozen scrolls of this kind, including the "Guanyin Picture", which is a lifelike painting.
Mrs. Zhao immediately became interested. You know, she said today that she would offer a portrait to the "immortal". If she had the opportunity to meet a good painter, of course she couldn't miss it.
Mrs. Zhao whispered a few words to Old Man Yun. Old Man Yun nodded in agreement, told Qi Peng and Bai Mo, and asked Yun Yi to stay with Mrs. Zhao and wait for her. The remaining ones were Yuntian, Yunnan, Yunbei and Old Man Yun with the four.
A child went to watch a performance with Bai Mo and Qi Peng. Of course, the female family also followed Old Man Yun. After the others left, only Yun Yi, Mrs. Zhao and Yun Xi were left in front of the painting stall.
After all, this matter has something to do with the reincarnation of "Fairy" Yunxi, so Yunxi must be kept by her side.
The painter saw someone standing in front of his booth and asked, "What do you want to paint, madam?"
"I see that the "Guanyin Picture" behind you, the painter, is very vivid. I wonder if the painter can draw me a similar one. I will describe the appearance to you. Do you think you can draw it?" Mrs. Zhao was a little worried, but the painter did not
Have you seen the appearance of an "immortal"? Can you draw it?
"Yes, as long as you, madam, can describe it, I can paint it." Zhang Daqian is not boasting. In terms of painting Guanyin, no one in the entire Shanghe County can surpass him.
"Oh, Master, you are great. How much does it cost to paint a painting?" After hearing Zhang Daqian's words, Mrs. Zhao immediately beamed and praised Zhang Daqian, but she was worried about the price and asked cautiously.
"The price of the "Guanyin Picture" behind me is 8 taels. The large painting will be more expensive, 6 taels for the medium size and 4 taels for the small size. As for your specific painting, madam, it depends on how large you want it to be.
The painting is done." Zhang Daqian looked at Mrs. Zhao, who was obviously a commoner, and said hesitantly.
After hearing what the painter said, Mrs. Zhao felt relieved: "The most expensive one is only eight taels, so that's no problem. Although it's a portrait of an "immortal", it's too expensive and she didn't take that much money, so that would be embarrassing.
Fortunately, she can afford the price." Mrs. Zhao muttered secretly in her heart.
"No problem, I want a large one. Here is a ten-tael silver note. Please keep it. Let's start painting now?" Mrs. Zhao took out a ten-tael silver note from her arms and handed it directly to Zhang Da across from her.
Qian, while Zhang Daqian was dazed, had already hugged Yunxi and sat on the chair opposite him, looking like he was ready to start at any time.
"Well, what's your surname for that painter? I can't always call you a painter. Do you think?" After Mrs. Zhao sat down, she asked the painter who was still in a daze.
"Ah, I'm sorry, my surname is Zhang and my given name is Daqian." After Zhang Daqian finished what Mrs. Zhao had said, he quickly sat back in his seat and at the same time took out two taels of silver from his purse and handed it to Mrs. Zhao.
Mrs. Zhao reached out to take the silver and put it directly into her pocket. Yunxi, who was sitting in Mrs. Zhao's arms, was stunned when she heard the name of the painter. The country she lived in before the end of the world also had a man named "Zhang Daqian"
"Painter, it is not a problem for that person to capture a small target in one painting. But that person is a modern painter, not an ancient person. In another time and space, he actually met a person also named "Zhang Daqian", and he also
As a painter, Yun Xi felt that there was a bit of a dream connection.
Yunxi thought about whether her grandma's painting would be worth more money in the future. Yunxi didn't know whether the painting was good or bad, but from the painting hanging behind the artist, it was not difficult to see that it was a
People with real talent and learning may actually become famous painters in the future.
Yunyi didn't know what his mother and daughter were thinking at this moment. At this moment, he was like a dedicated tool, standing quietly behind his mother. His father had arranged for him whatever his mother wanted to do, so he only had to protect her.
His mother, his mother can do whatever she wants.
Mrs. Zhao had already begun to describe the appearance of the "immortal" in her dream to Zhang Daqian, and the "immortal" was also sketched out one by one under the hands of painter Zhang.
On the other side, Old Yun and Yun Tian led Yundong, Li Wanrou led Da Yaer Ya, and were followed by Yunnan Tong and Yunbei. Qi Peng and Bai Mo finally looked like brothers, with Li Yanting still following behind them.
Several servants and a group of people walked towards the lion dance performance not far away.
The place for lion and dragon dances has been surrounded by crowds, forming a semicircle automatically. The sound of drums "long dong clang, long dong clang" can be heard faintly. There are more than a dozen wooden stakes of different heights erected inside. Dancers
The two lions perform various performances on stakes of different heights, jumping or leaping over, and the people behind are holding the people in front of them upright. The people watching follow the movements of the lion dance,
From time to time there were exclamations and applause.
