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Volume 1 Qizi Chapter 38 Visiting the Market

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    The small room is surrounded by chrysanthemums. Every corner of the room is full of chrysanthemums, filled with the fragrance of chrysanthemums. There are chrysanthemums everywhere on the floor, on the table, on the walls, yellow, white, red, and all kinds of flowers.  Such chrysanthemums.  The opera fanatic slowly rotated in the sea of ????flowers, with his hands folded in the shape of petals, his eyes were drunk and hazy, his feet lightly stepped on the opera steps, and his waist swayed, as if he was performing on the stage.  The drama fanatic was still performing silently, occasionally glancing at the little man behind the desk. The little man was frowning in thought, holding his chin in his hand, looking blankly through the yellow chrysanthemums, looking out the window at the courtyard.  This state has been going on for a long time. Juhua was holding a bowl of snacks and was about to push the door in. Xi Chi shook his head slightly at her, and Juhua quietly stepped back.  After a long time, Chu Mingqiu's pen finally came down, and it didn't stop. After a while, he put down his pen, blew lightly on the paper, walked over with a quick step, and looked at it for a while.  Only then nodded.  "Well, son, the painting is better than last time." Chu Mingqiu smiled naively. The most important thing in traditional Chinese painting is artistic conception, followed by painting skills, which focus on using simple lines to express complex meanings.  And this is precisely his strength. The openness in his previous life has allowed him to come into contact with many worlds that people of this generation have never been exposed to. With advanced understanding, he will naturally know more about what is going to happen.  Although the music training in his previous life was in music and not art, beauty is interrelated and connected. Several years of music training are actually training on beauty. This made him feel comfortable and mastered it quickly when he was learning to paint.  The trick.  "Is it really that difficult for Yunzi and the others this time?" The drama fan suddenly asked, Chu Mingqiu really said: "I don't know, but I feel bad." Today Chu Mingqiu came in and said that he wanted to draw a painting and give it to Chu  Yun and Gan He, the theater fans, spread out the stall for him without asking anything, and sang a silent drama in the room.  "You little guy." Xi Chi stroked his head lovingly.  Speaking of which, in this world, Chu Mingqiu is the most relaxed with Xi Chi, so relaxed that he almost doesn¡¯t have to think about anything. Xi Chi¡¯s love for him is unconditional, and he can do whatever he wants without asking for any reason.  After singing a play with the opera fanatic, Chu Mingqiu and Sui'er left.  After he left, Xi Chi thought about it in the room for a long time, took out the picture of daisies from the box, looked at it carefully for a while, then put it away and told Daihua to prepare the car.  It¡¯s not that she doesn¡¯t go out. She has few friends, but it¡¯s not that she has no friends. These friends are all her fans. These fans come from all walks of life, but in terms of status, they all have a certain status.  "I took the liberty of visiting today because I want to ask you, sir, to see this painting." Xi Chi said as he took out the picture of daisies from his bag and handed it to the old man in front of him. If Chu Mingqiu was present, he might still remember that he was the one who scolded  I've been cheating on that guy.  The old man with a white beard unfolded the painting, his eyes brightened, and after observing it carefully, he couldn't help but sigh: "It is a good painting, with a far-reaching artistic conception and profound meaning, but the painting skills are a little immature. Who is this masterpiece?"  "My son's." The drama idiot picked up the tea cup and sipped the tea with a faint smile on his face.  "Your son?" The old man with the white beard was surprised for a moment, then realized and asked in surprise: "Is that the boy? How old is he this year?" "This is what he drew when he was five years old. He is six years old this year." The drama idiot smiled slightly proudly.  Lift your chin.  The old man with a white beard sat across from Xi Chi, looked at her and said with a smile: "Fang Fei, we old friends are really happy to see you like this." Xi Chi smiled: "How about it, I found this for you.  How are you, students?" White Beard tied his beard in his hand and smiled. There were many people who wanted to learn painting from him. Many people came to his house with their paintings, but he was old and really didn't want to worry about it anymore. But today  This painting moved him. It was surprising that it was a painting by a five-year-old child.  "Fangfei, you studied under Master Huiming and learned all about Master Huiming's true teachings. Why don't you teach him yourself." "Well, I learned at most three points of master's skills. How can I dare to be as good as the masters of your generation." Xi Chi sighed: "  Teacher Zhao, you are a generation master in the field of traditional Chinese painting. Together with Mr. Qi, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Xu, you are also known as the four great masters of traditional Chinese painting. I feel wronged by having you teach this child. " "But, Fang Fei, I don't think so.  To tell you the truth, I really want to teach this kid, but I¡¯m already eighty this year.¡± Seeing the disappointed look on his face, Mr. Zhao patted his thighs and made up his mind: ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll accept this kid. In two days  "Bring him here and let me take a look." "That's it, thank you very much." The drama idiot stood up and bowed slightly to Mr. Zhao, who also accepted it calmly.  Mr. Zhao picked up the painting again and looked at it carefully for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He picked up the pen and stroked the blank space on the painting.    "Love is dependent on each other, and love is also crazy. In the golden autumn, when the red leaves are like flowers. Infatuation has its own family happiness, and the paintings are warm and thoughtful!"  "Chu Mingqiu had no idea that Xi Ji would find him a teacher like this. He was sitting in the car contentedly, with a lollipop hanging in his mouth. He didn't let the hood of the car be raised, and the cold wind was blowing from all sides.  , the cold made him shiver, but he was in good spirits.  In his previous life, he came to Yanjing at the age of eighteen and lived in Yanjing for six full years. He traveled around Yanjing and left his footprints everywhere in the forty-nine cities, especially in the west area of ??the city, a famous business district in Yanjing. At that time, it was  The high-rise buildings are now full of ancient flavor. In a few decades, the old Yanjing flavor that fills the streets will disappear.  Chu Mingqiu deliberately left the theater fan¡¯s house half an hour early today in order to conduct a market survey on Yanjing.  After Chu Mingqiu arranged the grain purchase plan, he still felt uneasy. After much deliberation, he decided that he should leave Chu Mansion and go to the market to see what was missing and to see what Yanjing was like now.  When he met a store that looked better along the way, Chu Mingqiu asked Lao Wang to stop, ran into the store and walked around, asking questions, which made the clerk confused. He thought the child was naughty, so Chu Mingqiu used that picture.  His innocent smile saved him a lot of trouble.  "Auntie, do you need a ticket for this cloth?" The clerk at the cloth counter turned around and saw a child, looking at her with a charming smile on his little face.  "What a good kid, where are your adults?" "They are over there, Auntie, do you need a ticket for this cloth?" "You kid, if you like it, ask your adults to buy it." "Auntie, let me buy it first.  Ask, say hello, and I'll ask my parents to buy it. " "It's very polite, kid. If you like this cloth, let your parents come and buy it." Chu Mingqiu turned around and avoided reaching out.  He raised his hand and smiled again: "Sister said that the cloth tickets may not be enough. Is there any cloth that does not require tickets?" "Yes, but the price is a bit more expensive." "Okay, then this kind of cloth, and that kind of cloth,  That kind of thing, get one of each kind.¡± The aunt laughed, touched his smiling face, turned around and said with a smile, ¡°This little guy has such a big tone, get one of the same kind, little guy¡± He hasn¡¯t finished yet.  , Chu Mingqiu had already taken out a stack of money, stood up and put it on the counter. A beautiful girl appeared next to him. The girl looked at him and said calmly: "This is my young master, comrade, as my young master said  Yes, just wrap one." The salesperson lowered his head in surprise and looked at the innocent Chu Mingqiu and the thick stack of banknotes on the table. Sui'er smiled: "Girl, wrap it up for my young master.  "At this time, the salesperson reacted, put away the money, and then quickly wrapped the cloth and handed it to Sui'er. He asked curiously: "Why do you need so much cloth at once?" "There are so many people at home."  After saying that, his smile drifted to the next counter and started another round of sweeping goods. Sui'er hugged the cloth and followed behind him, but her expression was a little helpless.  In the past, Sui'er would always ask when Chu Mingqiu did such outrageous things, but now she doesn't ask anymore, because there is no answer.  In the past, if anyone asked, Chu Mingqiu would have to explain, but once when he explained to Xiong Zhao, Master Liu heard him. Later, Master Liu told him that there was no need to explain, whether it was a servant or any other irrelevant person.  There is no need to explain, it must be elusive in order to establish majesty.  From then on, he did not explain either Sui'er or Xiongzhang, he only asked them to execute. He only explained when Liu Ye and Yue Xiuxiu asked.  Master Liu also told him that only those with equal power and status are qualified to ask why.  Whether it¡¯s to others or others to him.  This principle, in the previous life, was called having a share. Chu Mingqiu also understood it, but at that time, he always fell into the category of having no share.  So cool, spending money like this is so fucking cool!  How many years, how many times, in dreams, with admiring eyes, he was scattering money randomly.  This feels so comfortable.  The mentality of a nouveau riche was hidden under his innocent smile, but Chu Mingqiu soon felt a little disappointed. Although people's eyes were a little envious, they were mostly surprised, mixed with vague curses.  "Capitalist son of a bitch." Chu Mingqiu glanced in the direction of the sound. Two children were making faces and spitting at him, but they didn't dare to really rush over; he smiled demonstratively at them, and then  Shi Shiran ran to the next counter, stretched his neck and looked around, and his eyes were immediately attracted to the camera.  Ask the salesperson to bring the camera. This is an old camera.It¡¯s a camera, but the shutter is quite crisp, and the brand name is actually German Leica. The salesperson said it was sold by a commission shop. It has all the functions and is 80% new, except for the old jacket.  In his previous life, he loved taking photos. He would always take his broken digital camera with him wherever he went. When he sat down, he would take pictures of street scenes, beauties and food, and upload a meager amount of money.  Chu Mingqiu bought it without saying anything, bought a dozen more films, and left happily.  "This item cost several hundred yuan at a time here, creating the largest daily sales volume for this store in recent times. Naturally, the store clerks and customers who witnessed all this were talking about it.  "Whose child is this? Does anyone have such money?" "This is the young master of the Chu Mansion. He is the old son that Mr. Six got when he was in his seventies. Grandma Six regards her as her darling, holding it in her hand.  It's afraid that it will fly, and it will melt if you hold it in your mouth. It doesn't matter if you don't give it to me. " "It turns out to be the young master of Chu Mansion. No wonder he is so beautiful. Hey, didn't Sixth Grandma not allow him to leave the house? " "  She is not allowed to come out. This is not half adopted by the old aunt in the Chu family. She probably went to the old aunt. " "That girl is Sui'er, she is getting more and more beautiful. I heard that the cardamom next to the sixth grandma is looking for someone else? "  "Really?" "It's been so many years since liberation, but still young masters and girls, huh, remnants of feudalism, are still exploiting the working people."  Chu Mingqiu didn't know that his cool behavior in this store would spread quickly.  It spread throughout the district and caused a lot of discussion.  He ran to the grocery store again and found that he had indeed made an omission. He should at least save some oil. The only ones he used now were food stamps and meat stamps. The cooking oil was coming soon, and he also needed stamps, as well as salt and wool, these daily necessities.  , have begun to restrict purchases, but the state has also made a hole, and the excess can be purchased at a different price, which is a few percent higher than the normal price.
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