Ye Zigao was surprised, he didn't even know he had such ability.
Fu Nan also asked, "Why else is this grandson satirizing me in the painting?"
"Look at the dog's expression and eyes," the old man said, his eyes close to the portrait, staring at it almost inch by inch.
"The dog's expression when he was sitting on the bench was like a king's, and there was a faint sense of heroism in his eyes."
The old man looked up at Yu Sheng and the others, "Then, here comes the question. A dog with such spirit is definitely a good dog. But why is it so ugly?"
After being stared at for the rest of his life, he said cautiously: "Because it is so ugly?"
The old man stared, "Surface, you are insulting this painting."
If you offend Fu Nan, you will be offended. Ye Zigao doesn't take it to heart.
He proudly said to Yu Sheng: "Shopkeeper, did you hear that? The price of my painting has a profound meaning."
Ye Zigao felt that he might be able to use this as an excuse to raise the price.
"What's so deep?" Yu Sheng said angrily.
If it was really serious, he would catch the dog himself and let the old man appreciate it.
It's a pity that the dog is no longer here.
It had long been tired of staying on the stool, so when Fu Nan let go and was distracted, it took Qiong Qi and ran away.
The old man pointed at the painting and continued: "Putting such spirit into the body of an ugly dog is like a tiger being bullied by a dog in a flat sun, or a dragon being tricked by a shrimp in a shoal. The second meaning of this is that he is temporarily in a state of desolation.
So I was bullied by some lackeys, small fish and shrimps all day long."
"Ha", Yu Sheng pointed at the black girl, "Needless to say, this must be talking about you. You bully Ye Zigao all day long, so you are being caricatured in the painting."
Yu Sheng smiled happily, while Black Girl frowned.
"No, I really don't mean that." Seeing that something was wrong, Ye Zigao hurriedly begged Hei Niu for mercy.
But Hei Niu had already criticized Ye Zigao for earning money to pay off his debts. If he paid off his debts, she couldn't let Ye Zigao listen to her.
"Your uncle, Ye Zi Gao", the black girl took the opportunity to attack, "Tell you, the interest rate has increased!"
"No, oh my..." Ye Zigao turned around and pointed at the old man, "Do you know how to appreciate paintings? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"
The old man smiled and said, "Of course, what I said is just one explanation. In fact, there are other explanations for this painting."
He pointed at the dog on the painting with his finger, "It should have been a fierce tiger, with thousands of hills and valleys in its chest, but it can only live like a dog. This is like a thousand-mile horse that cannot meet Bole and can only plow the fields. The painter is expressing
I have no talent, and some people don’t understand the resentment of gold inlaid with jade.”
"Ha", Fu Nan was no longer depressed now, he pointed at Yu Sheng: "It's better now, none of the three of us can escape."
"Hey, Ye Zigao." Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile, "It seems you are dissatisfied that your salary is too high."
"No, shopkeeper, I really don't mean that." Ye Zi waved his hand high.
Of course I don't take it to heart for the rest of my life. After all, I raised the dog by myself. If the dog's appearance really means that, it's also the reason for the dog.
"I just painted a fucking painting, only earned two cents, and offended everyone." Ye Zigao was so sad that he snatched his painting from the old man's hand and pointed at his nose: "Say,
Are you jealous of my appearance and deliberately trying to make me angry?"
"Hey," the old man thought that his understanding of the painting was wrong, "Sir, don't say that. I'm just a teacher, and I may lack a deeper understanding of the painting. Why don't you let me take a look at it again? Could it be that this painting is gone?"
Is it an abstract flow?"
"No, no", Ye Zigao hurriedly hid the painting behind his back, "Uncle, I understand, you were sent by the enemy to punish me."
"That's right. Our communication is purely between literati. How can we talk about the elegant affairs of scholars?" the uncle said.
"Okay, then let's not get along, no, let's stop communicating." Ye Zigao wanted to send this Buddha away.
"No, communication makes people progress", the old man was very interested, "I'm just a little thirsty".
He asked Yu Sheng if he could get him a glass of water.
Yu Sheng agreed and just turned around to go in. Zhou Jiufeng, who was playing chess and was cornered by Aunt Qing, took advantage of the gap and saw the old man.
"It's him! It's him! It's him!" Zhou Jiufeng threw away the chess piece, stood up and shouted.
Yu Sheng turned around and asked, "Where is it? Where is little Nezha?"
Zhou Jiufeng didn't bother to ask who Nezha was. He stood up and hit the old man with "bang bang" steps, like an overloaded truck.
Zhou Jiufeng is a tough guy.
The black girl standing at the door didn't even look back when she felt a huge air flow coming.
She hurriedly jumped out of the door of the inn and took the old man away.
As for Zhou Jiufeng who lost his goal.
After she got a chance, it was not easy to stop.
Especially when there are steps, if she forcibly retracts her legs, the inertia will cause her to roll down the steps.
So she walked down the steps in three steps. However, she was retracting her legs and it was too late.
The overloaded human meat truck crossed the street directly, hit the north wall, and stopped only after being supported by hands.
Yu Sheng and Aunt Qing were stunned.
"I feel a little sorry for Zhuang Zisheng. I can't do any tricks in this life." Yu Sheng said.
"What?" Liu Liu stood next to him and didn't understand.
Aunt Qing kicked Yu Sheng and said suddenly: "Now I know why the monsters she caught were either dead or disabled."
Then, the two of them pulled Xiao Bai over and pointed at Zhou Jiufeng, "See, this is the result of eating too much."
Xiaobai blinked and stuffed peanuts into his mouth, "Oh, you can move more."
At this time, Zhou Jiufeng turned around, pointed at the old man and said: "Catch him, catch him, he is the prisoner who escaped from prison!"
"He?" The black girl who had just snatched the old man away lifted the old man to his original position with one hand, "Escape? Are you sure?"
The old man had a hunched back and was leaning on a cane. He probably couldn't get through the window, so he didn't look like he could escape from prison.
Yu Sheng and Aunt Qing also came out and watched curiously.
"A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea cannot be measured by its measure." Zhou Jiufeng took out the wanted portrait, compared it and said with certainty: "It's him."
"Let me see."
Yu Sheng took the painting and looked at it for a while, "This doesn't really look like it. There is a scar on the painting that gives it a bit of a sinister look."
Yu Sheng pointed at the old man, "Look at this face again. Where are the scars and where is the fierceness?"
"Yes, yes", the old man agreed.
"That's because the painter has never seen him before. He heard that he escaped from prison, so he processed it a little bit." Zhou Jiufeng took the portrait and said, "Look at the corners of the mouth. Are there three moles?"
Comparing it for the rest of my life, "It's really true."
"Right?" Zhou Jiufeng grabbed the old man and said proudly: "No criminal can escape the eyes of my sister Feng."
"Even so," Yu Sheng looked at the old man and asked him, "Did you escape from the cell?"
The old man scratched his head and said, "Probably so."
"If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not. What does it mean it should be?" Ye Zigao said.
As soon as the old man came out of the cell, he offended three people.
"When they interrogated the prisoners in the same cell, I went to the Yamen with those prisoners. But I was not the same group as them, so there was nothing wrong with me during their interrogation, so I walked to the street." The old man said.
.
He was also in a trance and didn't know how he came out.
"Can it still be like this?" Yu Sheng was surprised and glanced at Zhou Jiufeng, who was looking at Aunt Qing. Some people seemed to be in trouble.
"You're not with them? Then what did you do to get caught?" Yu Sheng asked.
The old man scratched his head again: "Eating dumplings without dipping them in vinegar?"
"What?!" They were stunned again for the rest of their lives.