Chapter 1368 Shearing the Wool Plan
Zhu Pingan carefully held a stack of scrolls as if they were treasures and walked on the way back, as if he were holding a stack of gold bars. Not only were there twinkling stars in his eyes, he seemed to be walking They were all beaming with happiness.
"Young master, aren't they just some of Fatty's calligraphy practice works? Why do you think you treat me like a treasure? Your calligraphy and painting are not a hundred times better than him." Liu Dadao was puzzled and confused by this. said.
"This is the treasure." Zhu Ping'an smiled meaningfully, then took a volume of calligraphy and painting from it and handed it to Liu Dadao, "Here, Dadao, this is yours."
Liu Dadao He waved his hand and rejected Zhu Pingan's kindness. He disliked the fat man's paintings very much, "Master, I don't care about the sloppy fat man's paintings. I even feel uncomfortable taking this painting back to the toilet."
Wipe your ass? !
You wipe your ass with this painting? ! You are so luxurious! A hundred times more luxurious than the gold toilet paper used by Arab tycoons!
But!
Liu Dadao is really capable of doing such a thing. Forget it, this calligraphy and painting would be such a waste of natural resources for him.
Zhu Pingan had no choice but to take back the calligraphy and painting.
"Young Master, these two days of big fish and meat, I always feel that it's too cheap for that sloppy and shameless fat guy," Liu Dadao said.
Cheap? !
No!
Any one of these paintings can be sold for tens of millions in future generations. The value of one painting is enough to feed the fat man for a lifetime, let alone eight paintings in his hand.
So, not only did Fatty not take advantage of him, but on the contrary, I also took advantage of Fatty.
Of course, he couldn't tell Liu Dadao these words, and even if he told Liu Dadao, he wouldn't believe it.
Liu Dadao did not understand the value of paintings. Even if he forcibly gave the paintings to Liu Dadao, he would not treasure them properly. Liu Dadao is a rough man and has a lot of prejudices against fat people. If this painting is in his hand, he will probably wipe his butt in a few days. Even if he doesn't wipe his butt, the end will probably not be much better. It will not be kept at all. Can't live.
So, this painting is destined to have no relationship with Liu Dadao. It is better to keep it in my own hands and give Dadao other compensation. I will treasure these paintings well. Not only that, I will also set a family motto and strictly instruct future generations to carefully treasure these calligraphy and paintings.
These calligraphy and paintings are the precious treasures that I leave to my family's descendants. In the future, just auctioning off a painting will be enough for the family to tide over the difficulties.
Huh? !
Think about it this way, should you take advantage of the opportunity to get a few more wool from the fat man? ! This fat man is quite a spendthrift. When he is rich, he spends all his money. He has no concept of saving at all. When he has no money, he sells paintings for wine and paintings to make a living. In addition, he has an arrogant personality, unrestrained behavior, and hates power and wealth. He refused to go to the banquet, but instead invited his neighbors to attend the banquet. The common people who gave him a handful of vegetables, a fish, and a glass of wine could exchange for his paintings. The common people had difficulty making a living and did not recognize the value of his paintings. They did not cherish his paintings very much and kept very few of them; Coupled with family reasons, not many of his works have been passed down to later generations. If I pick up a few more of his pieces, I can help him pass on his works to future generations.
Of course, you can't just pick up a sheep, like Master Xu Jie, Wang Shizhen, Zhang Siwei, Zhang Juzheng, Gao Gong, etc. Anyone who has the opportunity will pick up a few. Oh, by the way, Emperor Jiajing's imperial edicts and small notes must be treasured. In the future, these wool, no, these calligraphy and paintings will be worth thousands of gold.
This is much more cost-effective than any other investment!
At this moment, Xu Jie, Wang Shizhen, Zhang Siwei, Gao Gong and others who were far away in the capital sneezed inexplicably.
In the study room in the middle of the night, Zhu Pingan unfolded the story from the fat man on the desk. The eight paintings that were packaged were enjoyed with gusto. There are two ink paintings of grapes, one of which is of grapes after rain. With just a few strokes, it depicts the feeling of grapes glistening with raindrops; the other is of a crab, with withered lotus leaves and crawling crabs. The crabs painted are particularly interesting. It seems that the fat man’s Crabs are not free to eat. If you like to eat crabs, your paintings are both physical and spiritual. The three bamboo and chrysanthemum pictures and the two banana and stone pictures are all paintings that are both physical and spiritual and full of creativity.
"Giggle, what kind of crappy painting is this? It's worth sitting here and admiring for half an hour."
While Zhu Ping'an was admiring the painting with relish, Hua'er came with hot tea and snacks. , put the hot tea and snacks aside, and glanced curiously at the painting that my uncle had been admiring for half an hour. Looking at the large and small, indistinct layers of ink on the painting, he couldn't help covering his mouth and giggling. got up.
“This is not a broken painting, this painting is of grapes, with flying brush and ink, hearty and hearty, not looking for its shape, but looking for its meaning.”
Zhu Pingan commented.
"I don't understand. I think my uncle can even doodle better than he can draw." Hua'er looked at Zhu Pingan with stars in his eyes.
I can doodle better than Fatty? ! Zhu Pingan's face turned red after hearing Hua'er's words.
Why am I better at graffiti than Fatty? Fatty’s graffiti with his feet is better than mine.
This has to be admitted. Fatty is talented in painting. As for himself, his calligraphy is good, but painting can be forgotten. Although I have modern experience and have used some Western painting techniques, I only have a brief understanding of it. I am only at the level of a beginner. It may be okay to draw some small cartoons, but in terms of artistic value, it is completely different from that of a master like Fatty. Fabi's.
"Gee, I think he is stupid because of his reading. He regards such a messy painting as a treasure."
The sarcastic voice of the demon Ruonan came from behind.
Zhu Ping'an is now used to the witch and the male god appearing and disappearing. Who can let people with good Qinggong and walk silently? He is used to being frightened.
Under the puzzled gaze of Hua'er and the mocking gaze of the enchantress Ruonan, Zhu Ping'an fully appreciated the tea time, and then reluctantly put away the eight paintings one by one, carefully Treasure it.
“Hey, we don’t even want those messy paintings of yours, and you still hide them so tightly.”
The demon girl Ruonan couldn’t help but rolled her eyes when she saw Zhu Pingan’s cautious attitude. He pouted and sarcastically said.
If you have eyes that don’t recognize gold and jade, I’m talking about you.
Zhu Ping'an turned around and glanced at the demon Ruonan with a smile, and shrugged, "Your broken painting is my treasure."
"It's still a treasure, Hua'er, you should hire a good doctor to give it to your family." My uncle has taken a good look at his eyes and head. I think he is either blind or his head was kicked by a donkey." Hearing this, the demon girl Ruonan rolled her eyes at Zhu Pingan and said to Hua'er in an exaggerated tone.
"Bah, bah, bah, what the hell are you talking about? That's why you're blind and your head is broken."
When Hua'er heard the evil girl Ruonan say bad things about Zhu Ping'an, she immediately bit her lip and said hard He glared at the demon Ruonan. (End of this chapter)