My Age of Investment

Chapter 830 Peerless Cheats

the next day.

Xia Jingxing and Yangniu got up early, washed up and had breakfast, and they divided the work. Yangniu stayed at home and directed the servants to tidy up and decorate the room, while Xia Jingxing came to the door to welcome Yangniu's family.

However, it was Qiu Zhiyi who arrived first, not Yang Niu's family.

He drove a pickup truck and stopped in front of Xia Jingxing, poked his head out of the car window, and said with a smile, "I heard that Christina's whole family is coming today?"

"That's right, today I'm going to ask Brother Qiu to cook some good dishes, so that the foreign girl's family can see the profound Chinese food culture."

Xia Jingxing approached the car window with a smile, and saw a Chinese guy in his twenties sitting in the co-pilot, nodding to him, that was Qiu Zhiyi's cousin and also his apprentice.

Inviting Qiu Zhiyi to cook Chinese food at home is the meaning of a foreign girl. She said that she wants her family to taste the most authentic Chinese food.

In fact, there are a lot of Chinese chefs in California, but foreign girls still trust Qiu Zhiyi more, and everyone has a closer relationship. Qiu Zhiyi is more suitable as a family banquet chef.

"It's a trivial matter. My stuff and ingredients are all ready. Don't worry, they will definitely satisfy their family."

Qiu Zhiyi looked at Xia Jingxing with a smile. Now his Lucky Restaurant has opened several branches, and the business is thriving. All of this is inseparable from Xia Jingxing's guidance and help.

The only thing he can repay Xia Jingxing is to help with the cooking, so he is very concerned about today's family banquet, he went to buy fresh ingredients early in the morning, and then rushed to Xia Jingxing's house non-stop.

"Oh, by the way, thank you cousin for me."

Some time ago, Qiu Zhiyi's cousin took the neighbors from Chinatown to Silicon Valley to parade and helped Xia Jingxing a lot.

"Hey, that kind of trivial matter is not worth mentioning."

Qiu Zhiyi was very smart, the matter Xia Jingxing entrusted to him was not on the table, so he just skipped it, and didn't want to talk about it.

Xia Jingxing smiled, Brother Qiu is such a person, he is thick on the outside and delicate on the inside, and he handles things very well.

The two exchanged a few words, the big iron gate opened, and Qiu Zhiyi drove into the villa.

After a while, a black sports car sped up from a distance, and Xia Jingxing recognized it as the Founder Series Roadster at a glance. He also had the exact same car, and it was still eating ashes in the garage at the moment.

The car was open, and when it approached, Xia Jingxing recognized the puppy driving at a glance.

The puppy is wearing big sunglasses, a white casual suit, a square scarf pinned to his chest, and a well-groomed hairstyle. He looks like a dog, which is quite different from the wretched image in the past.

Xia Jingxing couldn't help but joked: "Get rich? You suddenly changed your clothes,

I almost didn't recognize it. "

The little dog got out of the car with a smile, and handed the gift box in his hand to Xia Jingxing, "Come on, boss, happy new year, a Christmas present for you."

Xia Jingxing took it with a smile, the puppy was still very sensible, and would give gifts to this boss every festival.

"Open it and have a look!" The puppy pointed at the gift box.

Xia Jingxing glanced at the puppy, and jokingly said, "The goods in your hand are new again?"

The corner of Xiaogou's mouth twitched, "I don't like those things anymore, I'm starting to pursue art."

Xia Jingxing pursed his lips, who are you fooling, I don't know about your hobby.

When Xia Jingxing opened the gift box, he realized that he had really misunderstood. There was no CD in it, but an ancient book bound in thread.

Xia Jingxing picked up the ancient book and found that the cover was in traditional characters, and he could barely recognize the words "Flower Camp Brocade Array".

He was a little puzzled, did the puppy change his hobby? Changed to collect cultural relics?

When Xia Jingxing opened the book and saw the first page, he knew that he was thinking too much, the puppy was still the one he was familiar with.

Seemingly very satisfied with Xia Jingxing's surprised expression, the little dog snickered beside him, "How is it? Surprised? Surprised?"

Xia Jingxing shook his head and couldn't help laughing. He continued to flip through the ancient book in his hand without saying a word. Each page had a woodcut print with different poses.

For example:

The car is full of fragrant and fruity seats, who's young is flawless.

In order to find out the beauty of roses, I earn money to try and fold flowers in the backyard.

Half ashamed and half dodging, it's not unusual.

Turn around and whisper to hurry up, and tell Xio to tell others.

Describing the dry road with such elegant and implicit poems, the reading is humorous and full of fun, fully revealing the romantic sexual culture and social outlook at that time.

interesting!

Xia Jingxing began to study with a critical eye, looking at the pictures and reading poems at the same time. It took him a full half an hour to study all the twenty-four pictures.

Suddenly, I found that there were more strange postures in my mind.

The little dog looked at Xia Jingxing with a half-smile, and joked, "I knew, boss, you would definitely like this gift. Just now I saw that you read too seriously, and I didn't dare to disturb you."

"This is art!" Xia Jingxing emphasized.

"Let's do it, art!"

Xiaogou didn't want to argue with Xia Jingxing, knowing that the boss was more pretending, and he never gave a gift that made this LSP smile.

"Which dynasty is this painting from? Which famous artist did it come from?" Xia Jingxing asked.

"In the late Ming Dynasty, experts compared the handwriting and inferred that it was written by Tu Long."

Xia Jingxing knew that literati in the late Ming Dynasty liked to draw these things, even Tang Bohu had painted them, but who was Tu Long?

Seeing Xia Jingxing's puzzled face, the little dog deliberately showed off, "Tu Long, whose name is Changqing, and whose name is Weizhen, his nickname is Chishui, Hongbaojushi, he is from Yin County, Zhejiang Province, a writer and dramatist in the Ming Dynasty..."

Xia Jingxing felt dizzy when he heard it, and didn't want to listen any more.

The little dog laughed and said, "Some experts believe that Tu Long is Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng."

Xia Jingxing stared wide-eyed, I won't be sleepy if you say this.

He then started asking Puppies for advice, and the two discussed art collections.

"Do you still have this kind of villain painting?" Xia Jingxing smiled and looked at the little dog.

"what?"

The little dog is very vigilant, the painting given to Xia Jingxing has already caused him a lot of pain, and he is still thinking about his inventory? Dream it!

Xia Jingxing said with a smile, "I don't have any other intentions. I just want to use it for two days to study and improve my artistic cultivation."

"No, go collect it yourself!"

The little dog shook his head fiercely, he knew that he had borrowed it, and according to the temperament of the big man in front of him, he would definitely not return it to him.

"Hey, stingy!"

Xia Jingxing was really interested, this thing is much more interesting than CDs, the key is the artistry.

The twenty-four paintings in the book in his hand contain twenty-four stunts and various postures, which made him admire the ancients' ability to play.

After chatting with Xiaogou for a while, Xia Jingxing learned that these paintings are actually not expensive, ranging from hundreds of thousands to more than one million yuan a piece, and most of them are works of Ming and Qing dynasties. In fact, there were such paintings in Tang and Song Dynasties , but there are basically no handed down works.

Even the painting that Xiaogou gave him was bought from Japan by Xiaogou.

During the Kangxi and Qianlong periods, such books were basically listed as banned books, and the court could collect them, but they were not allowed to circulate among the people.

Then it flowed into Japan on a large scale, and Japanese literati and poets were like treasures, and the Tokugawa shogunate did not prohibit it, so many works of art were preserved in this way.

Putting away this peerless martial arts secret book, Xia Jingxing patted the puppy on the shoulder, and said with deep relief: "I really didn't misread you, there are good things and I have never forgotten the boss."

The little dog chuckled, he didn't dare to tell the truth, he still had dozens of treasures in his home.

"Hey, where's your girlfriend?" Xia Jingxing asked.

The little dog shook his head, "She won't come if she has something to do."

In fact, Xiaogou didn't notify his girlfriend at all, because he knew that Xia Jingxing and Yang Niu didn't like his girlfriend very much, so if he really called his girlfriend, it might be embarrassing.