After Chu Heng had a conversation with the family in the main room, he entered the study with Na Qingyuan.
The old man recently received an ancient painting, which was a picture of a sparrow painted by Cui Bai from the Song Dynasty. As soon as he entered the house, he quickly took it out and spread it on the desk to show off, with a smile on his face: "Let's see, this is what I painted with a bright piece of paper."
Exchanged for ancient jade.”
Chu Heng was no longer Wu Xia Ameng. Although he didn’t have much exposure to ancient calligraphy and painting, he could still taste some of them. Hearing that this product belonged to Cui Bai, he hurriedly picked up the gloves next to him and put them on, and then took the
Come to the magnifying glass, stick your butt out and look around the ancient paintings.
My heart is full of lemons.
Cui Bai, born in the Northern Song Dynasty, was a generation of famous painters who began to develop the spirit of sketching. He pioneered a new style of court painting in the Northern Song Dynasty. His techniques were meticulous, his images realistic, vivid and expressive, and full of leisure and wildness. His paintings of geese, cicadas and birds are among the three most outstanding works.
, and there are only a few of them in existence.
The old man's painting of a sparrow can be said to be a masterpiece among Cui Bai's handed down paintings. It is not only of extremely high artistic value, but also has an inestimable price.
Chu Heng drooled and looked at it for a long time before he reluctantly put down the magnifying glass and admired sincerely: "The bird's agility is vividly displayed in its back, pitch, front, telescopic, flying and singing. The tree trunks are in the shape of bones.
Set against the delicate sparrows, it looks particularly peaceful, cold and wild, a rare masterpiece!"
"If it's not good, I can't change it, right?"
After Yuanyuan finished pretending, the old man quickly rolled up the scroll. After putting away the ancient paintings, he poured water and made tea. He sat down on the chair next to him and explained Cui Cui to Chu Heng in a eloquent manner.
The characteristics of white calligraphy paintings are also mixed with some of my own appraisal skills of ancient paintings of the Song Dynasty.
Chu Heng sat at attention and listened, asking questions from time to time. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
The two of them chatted until four o'clock, when he had to end the visit and left the house to go back.
On the way back, Chu Heng pedaled slowly while recalling the knowledge just imparted by the old man, and soon arrived at the unit.
It was getting close to get off work, and there was no one in the store at this time. A group of workers were lazily eating, and knitting sweaters.
Chu Heng strolled into the room, first had a conversation with Miss Ni, then went to the aunts to listen to the noon news, and returned to the office when it was almost five o'clock.
After writing and calculating for a while, it was soon time to get off work. The guy didn't want to delay for a minute, so he picked up his bag and led Miss Ni home.
After entering the house, he pretended to walk to the cupboard, first took out the five cups of ice cream stored in the warehouse and put them in, and then walked into the bedroom with two cups of ice cream topped with jam, leaving the remaining three to wait.
Eating after dinner.
There is no stove in the outhouse, the temperature is not much warmer than outside, and there is no fear of melting.
Ni Yinghong was lighting the fire in the stove at this time. When she saw him coming in with the ice cream she had been thinking about for a long time, her eyes suddenly became bright. She quickly added briquettes to the stove, walked to the Eight Immortals table with small steps, sat down, and put her heavy chest on it.
He went to the table, pointed at the table and said: "Put it here, put it here!"
It's like a little friend in a kindergarten waiting for food.
Chu Heng couldn't help but smile. Miss Ni's innocent side is rare. He walked over with a smile and put down the ice cream: "Eat it."
The girl couldn't wait to pick up Lao Mo's exclusive small silver spoon, scoop out a little and put it into her mouth: "Ah woo!"
The cold, sweet and greasy taste made her look intoxicated, her big eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and her whole body was jumping for joy.
It seems that girls like things with a little sweetness...
"How is it?" Chu Heng fondly touched the reins on her head.
"It's so delicious!" The girl smiled sweetly at him, scooped out a large piece with the spoon she had just used, and put it to the man's mouth: "You can try it too."
After Chu Heng finished eating, Ni Yinghong continued to eat, and would feed the man another bite from time to time.
The atmosphere inside the house is cheerful and warm.
In a short time, the two small cups of ice cream were shared by the two of them.
Ni Yinghong blinked her big, watery eyes at Chu Heng with dissatisfaction: "Where are the rest?"
"I said you're not afraid of spoiling your stomach?" Chu Heng rolled his eyelids, stretched out his hand to pinch the fruit stand, and said with a smile: "Shall we eat first? Let's eat ice cream after we finish the meal."
"Oh, I forgot, the rice hasn't been cooked yet!"
The girl stuck out her tongue playfully, stood up hurriedly with a small bowl, and asked the man: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Chu Heng thought for a while and said, "Bring the fish in. There are a few more in the wooden box under the window outside."
"You have some tea first, you'll be fine in a while." Ni Yinghong kissed him on the cheek, wiped himself and went to the kitchen.
"Good guy, I will die if I see you eating it." Chu Heng shook his head in a funny way, raised his hand and took out a thick notebook and pen from the warehouse, and wrote down the knowledge that Qingyuan would give him today word by word.
It's in the notebook.
A good memory is not as good as a bad writing. Memory will eventually be forgotten or made wrong, so it is better to write it on paper more safely.
After about twenty minutes like this, Miss Ni, who was always quick and easy, came into the house carrying a plate of fragrant braised hairtail.
Chu Heng quickly put down his pen, cleared the table, and prepared for dinner.
The girl's cooking skills are as outstanding as ever. The hairtail fish sauce is red and shiny, the meat is delicate and tender, and the taste is salty and sweet. It is beyond standard.
In front of the delicious food, Chu Heng couldn't help but twitch his index finger, and he finished four steamed buns in one go!
Little Miss Ni didn't give in too much, she gave out five...
You have to admire this person's physique. The more he eats, the more he eats, but the meat goes where it should go.
After the girl finished washing the dishes, Chu Heng went to the kitchen and took out a cup of ice cream. After returning to the bedroom, he waved to Ni Yinghong who was about to clean the glass: "Here, let me make you a pop of ice cream."
The girl was in a good mood today and shyly walked towards the man, planning to reward him.
…
The next day.
Shen Tian came to the grain store at noon and brought some things to Chu Heng. Zhao Weiguo specially asked someone to bring them from the northeast.
There was a big bag of Hericium, hazel mushrooms, fungus and other mountain products, as well as some red sausage and dry sausage. It was obvious that this northern man really regarded Chu Heng as a friend, and he was still thinking about him even during the New Year.
Naturally, Chu Heng would not just accept things without giving them away, he still understood the principle of reciprocity.
After knowing that the man who brought things for Zhao Weiguo was going back to the Northeast this afternoon, he quickly took out a cigarette and lit it for Shen Tian, saying, "You smoke a cigarette here, and I'll bring some things for me when I go back." .”
"Then hurry up, I'll have something to do later." Shen Tian smiled and waved his hand.
"Okay."
Chu Hengmo walked out of the shop, cycled around the area, and then came back with some of the beef jerky, cheese, butter and other hometown specialties that Baibat had given him earlier.
He took two packages in total, both of the same weight, and handed them to Shen Tian: "You get one, and one for Zhao Weiguo."
Shen Tian went all the way to run errands for him. He couldn't let people work in vain, right?
