Chapter 55 Lanzhu Picture

"Why are you so happy?" At this time, with the sound of the door being pushed open, suddenly a man's gentle voice sounded.

Before Xia Ruoxi could see the owner of the voice, she was frightened because she heard the sound first. She almost fainted and slipped off the sofa...

This sound...

Is it him?

In Xia Ruoxi's mind, the dark eyes like late night rain fog suddenly appeared, a clear and beautiful face, like a cold, fragrant gardenia, revealing an unusually attractive color, but always only alienated and cold to her...

"Cuncle!" Yao Qianqian faced the visitor, shouted affectionately and greeted him, just blocking Xia Ruoxi's sight.

Xia Ruoxi's breathing almost stopped. She opened her eyes wide and wanted to see the figure still behind half of the door, but suddenly there was a mobile phone ringing. The man who was going to enter the room returned to the outside and said to Yao Qianqian, "Wait, I'll answer the phone."

"Well, I'll introduce someone to you later. The person you've always wanted to see, hee hee..." Yao Qianqian talked to that person outside, then turned around and saw Xia Ruoxi sitting on the sofa with a pale face. She couldn't help screaming, "Ah, Ruoxi, your face is so ugly. What's wrong with you?"

"No..." Xia Ruoxi wanted to say frankly that she was fine, but who did she lie to? She couldn't even deceive herself.

She wants to know what the person who was blocked by the door just now looks like, but this annoying pity...

"Is that man your cousin?" Xia Ruoxi remembered that she had also throb for this familiar voice in the hospital. However, she seemed to have thought many times that this sound similar to her memory was the person she thought about and hated, but in the end, she still tore up all her fantasies.

Yao Qianqian nodded, "Yes, you should have seen it when you were in the hospital. He has always admired your paintings.

Xia Ruoxi raised her eyebrows and scratched her eyes with a little disdain, because she felt that this was Yao Qianqian's hypocritical compliment to her. She knew the virtue of painting. She used to be enthusiastic about painting when she was a child, but later there was nothing but boring. I don't know when her ideals died, and life is like dealing with tolerance, living in order to live without soul.

"My cousin has always liked to collect calligraphy and paintings. In recent years, he has specially returned to China and wants to collect Zheng Banqiao's Lanzhu pictures at a high price and give them to a person who is very important to him. Unfortunately, I can't find it." Yao Qianqian said with a little regret.

This made Xia Ruoxi's mind move. Zheng Banqiao's Lanzhu picture is available from her grandfather. She once wanted to cheat her grandfather's paintings and bet on the pawnshop to raise money for her stock speculation. Fortunately, she found another excuse to get 8 million from her mother, so she avoided the idea. However, Xia Ruoxi quickly thought that it was impossible for Grandpa to draw. So the idea is fleeting. Just say, "Why do you have to have Zheng Banqiao's painting? Can't other famous people do it?"

To talk about famous paintings, there are many in their Xia family, but they are all false products. Her father Xia Ze is willing to collect gold, silver and jade, and will never collect famous paintings. He said that kind of paper things most love disasters. If they are not protected, they will be damaged, and if they are not preserved, they will attract insects and moths. If they want to be loved like ancestors, they need money to be paid. When changing silver, you usually encounter people who don't know the goods and can't get a good price, so all antiques are calligraphy and paintings that should not be collected, which is not as real as gold, silver and jade.

Yao Qianqian shook her head, "If it's okay, my cousin won't have to bother so much."

At this time, the door opened again, but Zhou Zhiqing came in. "Qiqian, your cousin said that he had left in advance and asked me to tell him."

Yao Qianqian said "Oh" and nodded. Got it."

"Yes, what were you talking about just now? I sounded as if I had encountered something difficult. Zhou Zhiqing looked at Yao Qianqian with some doubts.

"Oh, it's about my cousin. I've been looking for Zheng Banqiao's Lan Zhutu, but I can't find it." Yao Qianqian said with a slight sigh.

Zhou Zhiqing listened and immediately looked at Xia Ruoxi. Xia Ruoxi just wanted to signal her not to talk about the painting on her grandfather's side, but Zhou Zhiqing said it quickly, "Ruoxi, isn't there an orchid bamboo picture there?"

Xia Ruoxi almost rolled her eyes, which was also her grandfather's favorite thing, but due to Yao Qianqian, Xia Ruoxi could only answer vaguely: "Maybe."

Yao Qianqian looked at Xia Ruoxi with bright eyes, "Ruoxi, do you really have that painting in your grandfather?"

Xia Ruoxi secretly glanced at Zhou Zhiqing, and she was quite unhappy. Does Zhou Zhiqing make it difficult for her to do it? Yao Qianqian is a person she doesn't want to offend. She used to put so much effort into her, so that it would be convenient to talk to her in the future, but now Zhou Zhiqing gives her this embarrassment and makes it difficult for both of her. However, if the collection of famous paintings is not sincere only for personal preference, it is for the appreciation of the collection. If it is for profit, there is no reason not to sell the price given by a good buyer, but if a private person is willing to be a heirloom, I'm afraid that how much money can't impress the beloved thing. Xia Ruoxi did not directly answer Yao Qianqian's words, but said a few words in order to make Yao Qianqian understand that even if her grandfather had paintings, she would not take action.

Yao Qianqian understood Xia Ruoxi's words and a regretful expression appeared on her face, "I understand that what I really like is priceless, and money can't be bought." After saying that, he sighed and shook his head and said, "Be honest, one of my cousins had a family member who once collected a bamboo picture of Zheng Banqiao, but unfortunately, he encountered misfortune at home, and the painting was lost. Now that he is old, his only long-cherished wish is to find the painting. My cousin has been committed to finding that painting in China, just to let the old man leave without regret when he is still dying.

"That's a pity." Zhou Zhiqing sighed with sympathy.

Xia Ruoxi looked at Yao Qianqian in her eyes, full of expectations and directly denied her extravagant expectations, "I'm sorry, I can't help you. There are also many Lanzhu pictures left by Zheng Banqiao. My grandfather does have one in his hand, but it may not be the one your cousin is looking for. Moreover, things are not mine, so I really have the heart and lack strength.

Yao Qianqian smiled and said, "I understand. However, there is one thing, Ruoxi, as long as you agree, it will definitely help.

Xia Ruoxi had a bad feeling in her heart and vaguely felt that it should be Yao Qianqian's extravagant. "You say it, if I can do it, of course I won't shirk it."

"I know you are good at painting. Can you help us copy your grandfather's painting? If the old gentleman refuses to give away his beloved thing, we can get the painting you copied and take it back to my cousin's relative to see if it is the beloved one, or it may fulfill the old man's long-cherished wish. After all, for a person who is just dying. It doesn't make much sense to paint or a copy. What matters is his long-cherished mood. Yao Qianqian looked forward to Xia Ruoxi and said.

I really can't say that I won't agree this time. Xia Ruoxi sighed helplessly. He is still looking for a chance to excuse himself. "This is a lie to the old man. It's not good."

"My cousin has thought of this method before, but he is struggling to find the original painting. Even if he wants to copy it, he may not be able to fake it. If you can help Ruoxi, my cousin will come to buy the painting you copied at the same high price as the real painting?" Yao Qianqian gently held Xia Ruoxi's hand and shook Xia Ruoxi's hand like a child.

At this point, if Xia Ruoxi refuses to help, it will be a little unhuman. All right." Xia Ruoxi nodded, "I will try my best to do it. If the copy doesn't look like it, I can only say that I'm sorry that I can't help you."

Yao Qianqian smiled sweetly and clapped her hands and said, "It's really great, Ruoxi, I believe in your painting skills. Anyway, I'm very happy if you are willing to help."