021 Painting Soul

Four paintings, four women, four stories. Excellent painting skills are by no means vulgar. Looking at Master Cao's paintings, he is obviously quite good at calligraphy and painting. In this way, Yunqing had a better chance of winning. He deliberately delayed for a while. When Master Cao almost saw it and Sun Cheng couldn't calm down, he smiled and asked slowly, "People say one flower, one world, one leaf and one bodhi. Yunqing dares not say how big the universe is hidden in these four paintings, but it must be that the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wisdom, and everyone sees a different scenery. I don't know what Master Cao thinks?"

Master Cao clearly loved these four paintings very much. He seemed to reach out and touch them. Sun Cheng almost opened his mouth to stop them and let Yunqing stop him with one look. Fortunately, Yunqing is not wrong. This Master Cao is indeed a person who loves painting. He wants to touch the painting with one hand several times, but he stopped every time he was about to touch it. Finally, he roughly traced the four paintings with his fingers in the air, and then praised them repeatedly: "Good painting, good painting! One is Chang'e Wangfu, the second is Liu Yi's biography, the third is Xu Xian's umbrella, and the fourth is the magpie bridge meeting. The four paintings are painted with clouds and flowing water. The layout is accurate and properly. If you use one point more pen, you will be heavy, if you use one point less, you will owe it. If the color is one point deep, you will be thick, and if you are shallow, you will be less. Cao is really worth the trip to see such a good work in the small lantern workshop!"

"Sang'e Wangfu, Liu Yi's biography, Xu Xian's umbrella, Magpie Bridge meeting, Master Cao's summary can't be more concise, but..."

Yunqing raised her eyebrows and smiled and pretended to pause for a while. When Master Cao's eyes were finally removed from the painting and the mind was completely placed on her, she smiled and asked, "If Yun Qing said that these four paintings are the patterns of the hundred-ked lanterns on Master Cao's head, what does Master Cao think?"

Master Cao looked at the picture again, shook his head and said bluntly, "It's inappropriate, very inappropriate. Chang'e wanted her husband to think about it. Liu Yi's biography is called righteousness, Xu Xian's umbrella is called kindness, and magpie bridge meeting is called bitterness. It's simply nondescript to use it on the lanterns used for marriage. It's really a waste to damage the original artistic conception of the painting!"

After saying this, Master Cao did not forget to look up at the Baijie flower lamp and sighed, "Is this the best lamp of Su Ji? No matter how exquisite the workmanship is, how can it be called the 'most' without charm?"

Sun Cheng's face was very unhappy, but Yunqing pinched his words and asked, "So what kind of lantern does Master Cao think is the best?"

Master Cao's eyes are still glued on the painting, but they are somewhat lazy and enthusiastic. He said, "The lamp needs wood as a bone to not disperse, and it also needs a rhyme as a soul to be good."

"What a soul with rhyme!" Yunqing patted the table with admiration and sent the painting to Master Cao again and said, "Then Yunqing is going to shout injustice. Although Yunqing is not as profound and knowledgeable as Master Cao, there are also tens of thousands of lanterns he has seen in his life. If it is not ordinary, these hundreds of lanterns are really wrong!"

Despite Master Cao's look, he directly pointed the picture to Master Cao one by one: "The first painting is Chang'e Wangfu. Chang'e took fairy medicine and left her husband to run to become an immortal alone, but whenever the moon is full in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Houyi looks up at the moon, why didn't Chang'e bow her head and stare at her husband? A couple, no matter how different they are in a different place, their hearts are facing the same place. Su Ji's family, who was sent a lamp, can go to Beijing to take the exam after getting married. This painting is for the newlyweds who are about to leave to admonish them to miss each other and stay together.

Master Cao did not know the situation of Su Ji Shaodong, who received this gift at that time, so he was a little hesitant when he heard Yunqing's words. He seemed to want to refute but could not speak. Taking advantage of this gap, Yunqing continued to talk one by one.

"The second painting is indeed the story of the Legend of Liu Yi in the Legend of Tang Dynasty, but there is no Liu Yi's act of saving people, only the dragon girl's shyness. This painting is given to Lady Xi from the position of the groom, which means that I would like to obey the benevolence and righteousness and become a modest gentleman like Liu Yi. So are you willing to be my dragon girl and be with me regardless of everything? It is not about the meaning of Liu Yi's biography, but about the letter of the dragon girl.

"The third painting is not the umbrella given by Xu Xian, but the umbrella given by the white snake by Xu Xian. Therefore, it is not about the kindness of Xu Xian to give an umbrella, but about the white snake looking for Xu Xian's kindness. This painting is from the standpoint of the bride and say to the groom that I am willing to share the white head with my husband's concubine. I should remember this kindness for a long time, and I will wait for my husband whenever and anywhere.

Yunqing said this to find out Master Cao's mind. Master Cao made it clear that he likes these four paintings. Once a person likes something, he can't help but find an excuse to praise him. As the saying goes, it's good to look good. As long as Master Cao wants this painting to be good, Yunqing can make it good.

"So this second and third painting is that the bride and groom tell each other their hearts and agree to stay together for life. In this way, of course, it can be used as a wedding gift!" Master Cao nodded repeatedly, tasted the hundred knot lanterns back and forth around the table, and finally sighed, "So what does the last magpie bridge mean? On the day of great joy, aren't you afraid to touch the moldy head with such a bleak scene?

Yunqing looked at the sad face of the weaver girl in the painting, and suddenly remembered Pei Ziyao under the pear tree and did not speak for a moment. Master Cao sighed leisurely and said, "As well-known as the cowherd and the weaver girl, but it is difficult to meet God's will. It can be seen that the relationship between husband and wife is not as deep as fate. Anyone who can marry a beautiful woman, even if the relationship is not enough, they are predestined to stay together for life, which is much better than those who have a deep relationship. This painting looks bleak, but I hope that the newlyweds cherish this fate and love each other, and the first three paintings are the best blessings. This hundred-kkele lantern painting is heart-cut, the craftsmanship is complicated and exquisite, and it is worthy of being the treasure of Suji Town store!"

Sun Cheng was naturally very happy to hear someone praise. Yunqing was also overjoyed. He carefully packed up the drawings and put them back in the box, and then said to Sun Cheng, "Thank you for me, master!" After saying that, he gave a wintry outside the door.

Sun Chengjian smiled in Yunqing's eyes. Although he didn't know how to reach an agreement in a few words, it was obvious that this business was going to be successful.

"Yes, Sister Yun!"

"What's your name?" Sun Cheng eased the situation, and the serious atmosphere of the two pretending to talk about painting and talking about the lamp dissipated. Master Cao regained his scattered and shrewd image when he first came. He lazily said lazi, playing with the bottle on the table by the window, "You little girl is also stingy. You have the painting out, and you are reluctant to let people look at it!" After saying that, he glanced at her with half a smile and half resentment.

Yunqing didn't care that he continued to take it like this, and simply replied, "Go back to Master Cao, my name is Yunqing."

The business has not been negotiated yet, and the appetite for hanging is naturally hanging. If you lose interest in Su early, it will be very bad.

"The Baijie lantern has been finished. Can Master Cao think about what kind of lamp he wants?" Yunqing wanted to go step by step, but Cao Zhiqi was Mu Chuiliang's brother. She didn't dare to play too leisurely to talk about everything when she came to talk about lanterns.

Master Cao stretched out his hand and took a gardenia in his hand and played with it. He said with a smile, "If you can still draw as a cloud painter, Cao only wants a hundred knot lantern."

So soon brought the conversation over. Yun Qing smelled the fragrance of gardenia and smiled head-to-face and said, "It's a pity that Master Cao is late."

is talking about hands and other things.

Master Cao also did not dodge and looked directly at her and said, "If Cao comes early, he will not let the cloud painter paint the lamp of 'stepping on the snow and looking for plums'. It's too hurtful."

Yunqing just wanted to decide the business first, so he started talking again and said, "It's better to come early than to come by coincidence. If you can't draw, how can you come forward to talk about business with Master Cao now?"

Master Cao looked at her as if he could see through it. He continued to play with gardenia and say slowly, "What about business?"

Yunqing also looked at the gardenia in Master Cao's hand and said, "Yunqing is a painter and is not familiar with business. However, when I heard that Master Cao's wait was to be shipped to Jiangnan, I did have an idea in my heart, and I don't know if I can help Master Cao.

"Yo, aren't you still very eloquence? Why are you so polite now?" Master Cao did not change his mocking attitude.

"Make Master Cao laugh!" Yunqing said, "The rich place in the south of the Yangtze River has developed various crafts, and the lanterns must be extremely sophisticated. Master Cao doesn't give much time, and no matter how smart Su Ji's craftsmanship is, I'm afraid that Master Cao can make limited money..."

"So what do you mean, girl, how can I make unlimited money?"

Master Cao really lived up to the word "strange" asserted earlier. When he talked about the lantern and talked about the painting, Master Cao looked serious. At this time, he was lazy and careless. Instead, he always smiled deeply at her and looked at her. Fortunately, Yunqing knew that he did not come for the lantern from the beginning.

Yunqing slightly avoided Master Cao's eyes and said, "Rare things are precious, and you should seek strange goods to live in. Three hundred eight treasure palace lanterns, not heavy paintings, letters, not heavy books, all of them will be unique.

I'm afraid Yunqing can't even compare with Master Cao's little finger in this kind of business. When she said the first sentence, Master Cao showed his understanding. Master Cao repeatedly played with the gardenia that had become waning and said to himself, "This is a long line fishing for big fish..."

"You don't have to hold a lantern party first." Yunqing seemed to inadvertently interrupt.

"Light Festival?" Master Cao laughed, "The little girl is a good person! Yes, hold a lantern party, the inscription of the inscription of the talented woman should write a poem. After a lively time, the palace lantern is not the previous price, but the more it is like this, the more people will be thinking about these lanterns..."

"No selling, hoard it." Gently spit out these four words, Yun Qing lowered his hand and decided not to open his mouth.

"When they feel itchy, throw out one or two first, and give them away the inscriptions at the lantern party. After this precedent, this gift will be popular for a while. Girl, you are really shrewd. If you do business, you must also be a profiteer!" Master Cao no longer made fun of his previous ridicule, but smiled happily.

Yunqing raised his eyebrows slightly, bowed his head and smiled, especially not thinking about the word "ye". On the contrary, Master Cao is elegant and romantic, and his voice is as loud as a bell: "Yes, I, Cao Zhiqi, am a profiteer!"

Yunqing thought of Mu Chuiliang. Looking at his way, he was clearly a profiteer.