Chapter 215

The man in white laughed again: "if you are the one who is destined for painting, even if you don't accept any money, you can do the same, but if you don't, you can't sell a thousand dollars."

Zhuo Qing Yan blinked, and then raised a smile: "your boss is really interesting. If you want to buy a piece of work in your Pavilion, you have to guess the right price to get it. It's a bit interesting and boring."

At the beginning, the man in white was very proud to listen to her, but at the end of the four words, he was stunned, a glimmer of something flashed in his eyes, and then recovered his elegant and polite smile.

At this time, the Nighthawk came up with the man in grey. When he saw the man in white, the man in grey was stunned. Then he gave a gift and then looked at Zhuo Qingyan: "since you want to buy the painting in my Pavilion, you must answer it correctly..."

"Price? Is it? But Mr. Ben didn't know the correct price of the painting. The boss also said that he was lucky enough to know that he was not destined to sell. I don't know, how do I know if I am the one who is destined to be? " Zhuo Qingyan looks at the man in grey.

"There's a box downstairs with a price tag in it. It depends on my luck..." Mr. gray explained immediately.

"Oh It's gambling... " Zhuo Qingyan's voice has a little disdain.

Mr. gray and the man in white frowned at the same time. I didn't expect that this young master would have such an idea.

Zhuo Qingyan's mouth rose again, the oblique Yang appearance, completely disdain, she pointed back to the picture: "see, do you want money?"

Mr. gray sighed and said politely, "don't do this."

"Then I will, my family The elder brother said that I would not be allowed to gamble. It is a very bad bad habit. I am not allowed to take it. " Zhuo Qingyan said that he did not pay attention to them, turned to continue to look at the painting.

Mr. gray immediately turned his head and looked at the young man in white who was staring at Zhuo Qingyan. He didn't know what to say.

With a wave of his hand, he had to step aside.

Just about to come forward, Zhuo Qingyan turned her head and looked at it again: "Sir, can you take this painting down? I'll just watch it in the store and don't take it away. "

The young man in white nodded. Mr. gray took a pole from the stage and took it down. Then the nighthawk and yean held it on both sides. She looked around the painting. Her head was still shaking left and right, which was very casual, but her eyes were very focused.

The young man in white was still staring at her, and a little doubt flashed in his eyes.

For a long time, she waved to these people. Yeying and yean gave the painting back to Mr. grey. Zhuo Qingyan gave a gift to the master in white: "thank you, boss. I'm leaving."

Mr. White's eyes were deeper and deeper, but he still had a smile on his face: "it's not simple, but this painting has been hanging here for some time, but no one cares about it. If you really like it, I can give it to you."

Zhuo Qingyan then said with a smile: "boss, do business as soon as possible. When I asked you whether to sell it or not, if you said that, I would be grateful. But now, I will not buy it."

This is not in accordance with the usual way of playing cards, behind the three people are used to, but in front of the two people are the first time to see, after a look at each other, the complexion is not very good-looking.

This kind of rush is not a business, which makes them feel embarrassed.

After Zhuo Qingyan gave a gift to the two people, he was generous and took people down the stairs. At this time, the downstairs was busy. Someone was pointing to a piece of character and saying, "this calligraphy must be the work of a famous person. If you look at this magnificent pen peak, you must be strong and talented. Otherwise, you can't write such a font. That's the truth."

Another scholar dressed humanely: "otherwise, the font does not reflect only the mentality of people, the good character is not as good as the character, naturally can not see anything from the word..."

Zhuo Qingyan turned around and looked at the childe in white who followed them: "these words are not from one person's hand, right?"

Some of them are just for the white men

"So is the painting on it?" Zhuo Qingyan asked again.

He nodded again: "yes."

"Who did the painting just now come from?" Zhuo Qingyan felt that he was arbitrary and misunderstood the young man in white.

"A casual traveler, who seems to be down and down, but has a brilliant talent. You can see from his paintings that he is just a man of talent." Again, young man in white.

"I'm sorry, boss. I just wronged you." Zhuo Qingyan is a deep gift.

The young man in white is slightly Leng, didn't understand the meaning of her words.

Zhuo Qing Yan said again: "in order to show the sincerity of my apology, just leave a small ink here, as long as you don't laugh."

"No," he said with a smile

Mr. gray immediately took her to the long table on one side, where there was already laid Xuan paper. She did not hesitate to take up a pen and wrote a sentence on the paper. This was the sentence she yelled at a shankuo when she was in Hanyu pass. It inspired the whole army's words: "those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away"!When she left the shop with her party and went straight to the restaurant opposite.

The master in white and Mr. gray gathered at the table and looked at this picture. The characters on it were magnificent and elegant, and the peak of the pen showed a sharp meaning. On the whole, it was so powerful. The words on the above also made people feel excited. There was a warm current surging in the heart, which aroused every man's loyalty to serve the country.

Looking at the nomination to the signature office, Mr. White whispered: "Zhuo qingfan Zhuo qingfan... "

The man in gray immediately gave him a slight tug: "the old slave remembered that Zhuo qingfan, who had fought against the millions of troops of northern Wu in Hanyu pass a few days ago, heard that because the people guarding Hanyu pass did not obey his orders and vowed not to leave Hanyu pass, he was removed from the army by Guangling army, and later was taken under the command of King Ling, who is now in Kangyang county."

"It was him Too young... " The young man in white is puzzled.

At this time, Zhuo Qingyan, who is sitting in the elegant room of the restaurant opposite, is also listening to yean's return: "so he is the famous talent in the world, baiyuilou? Mr. White? "

"It's just that this white talent has been in Kangyang County for some time, and he is one of the first people sent to help Wang ye build the college." Yean's detailed explanation.

Zhuo Qingyan nodded again and listened to the night wind: "Captain, this time you are under the banner of the second young master, he won't be angry?"

Zhuo Qing Yan micro Du mouth: "I this is to help him famous, ok..."

Several people turned their lips at the same time. Maybe Zhuo qingfan didn't want this name. They were confident that they would see the scene of their captain coaxing her brother carefully.