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The three of them came here purely to appreciate it, and none of them had any thoughts of purchasing. They walked through the hanging calligraphy and paintings, but they were really feasting their eyes. There were various fonts inside, including regular script, official script,

Running script is the most common.

There is an auction hall on the second floor of the museum, but there is no one in it now. After being introduced, this is the only place where someone wants to sell some ancient monuments or precious calligraphy and paintings. The price that can be obtained from the auction is

It will be much higher, but the price delivered to the restaurant will also be more.

There are also some works by famous artists collected in the collection hall of the museum. Of course, no one would really put a particularly precious and unique masterpiece in such a low-defense place. It is said that it is a masterpiece by a famous artist, but it is all some very famous works.

Large calligraphy and paintings, but not very expensive in terms of price. Among them are a poem by Guo Moruo and an interesting picture of shrimps by Qi Baishi.

There is also an interesting corner where visitors can leave their handwriting, name or not. The management staff of the museum will select some of the better handwriting to hang in the exhibition area for display.

This is a more humane management.

Yang Wanli and Zhang Qianlong both left their handwriting and mentioned their names, as a souvenir of their visit here. Zhang Taiping also wrote a few words on it, but did not leave his name.

After leaving the exhibition hall, I walked a few steps under the guidance of passers-by and came to the block where large-scale exhibitions are really held. As expected, the power of folk art has become stronger. Compared with the exhibition hall, it can be said that there is a lot of people here. Come here

There is an endless stream of people coming and going. The entire long street is full of calligraphy and painting exhibitions, but the quality here is indeed not as good as the ones in the exhibition hall. It does not mean that there are no good ones, but they are uneven and visitors need to distinguish which one is better.

That one is broken.

On the street, it is not just an exhibition, but also derives some other things. Compared with the pure art in the exhibition hall, the street is closer to life. Some people set up stalls here purely to make money to support their families.

Zhang Qianlong stopped in a shop selling paper, ink, pens and inkstones, but he fell in love with an inkstone that looked a little older. Although he was in the jewelry and jade business, he didn't have much of a philistine business travel atmosphere.

He seems to be a well-mannered person. In his spare time, he would always lay out his pen and ink and practice calligraphy for a while. Not long ago, I accidentally dropped the inkstone that I had been using for a long time and broke it into pieces. Now I want to buy a new one.

The boss is a woman in her thirties. She is not very beautiful, but has a good figure. She is wearing a light-colored cheongsam that outlines her curves. One of China's greatest clothes, the cheongsam, is available.

The figure can make up for the slight lack of face. Even if the face is not particularly beautiful, the temperament can be highlighted under the cheongsam.

And this boss is obviously a woman who knows how to dress up. She puts on a cheongsam here, and matches it with the fragrance of white paper and ink in the store, which has its own charm. It is not going to be overwhelming, but it is thought-provoking.

The business in the store is very good. There are only the female boss and a teenage girl working hard, so there is a bit of manpower shortage. For the time being, there is no time to greet Zhang Taiping and the other three who have just come in. The three of them don't think it's an exaggeration.

I watched the layout of the store and the goods on display, and waited patiently.

Finally, the large number of guests had been served, and there were still two or three people left. The boss handed the little girl to serve, and then walked over to Zhang Taiping and the others. She had already noticed Zhang Taiping and the others. They were really as tall as Zhang Taiping.

And body shape is the object of attention everywhere.

"I kept you three waiting for a long time." The boss first came over and apologized with a slight bow. His voice was thick with a strong local accent, and then he asked Zhang Taiping, "I wonder what the gentlemen have taken their fancy?"

Zhang Taiping waved his hand and said, "It's not me, it's him." He pointed to Zhang Qianlong behind him.

The female boss turned slightly and looked at Zhang Qianlong with a smile.

"Please also ask the boss to take down the eight inkstones on the shelf inside and take a look." Zhang Qianlong pointed to one of the row of inkstones on the shelf behind the counter.

The female boss walked in from one side of the counter and asked, "Is this it?"

"The one with two spaces next to it."

The female boss moved her hands to the side two more times.

"Yes, that's it." Zhang Qianlong said.

Yang Wanli asked curiously from the side: "You haven't looked at it yet, so you fell in love with it?"

"There's no basis for it, it's just a first impression. Just take a fancy to it." Zhang Qianlong replied with a smile.

"In fact, the purpose of buying this thing is the same regardless of good or bad. The main reason is that I feel comfortable looking at it and using it, so the first thing I chose is quite good." The female boss said after taking out the inkstone.

The inside of the inkstone is ink-colored, but it is not stained with dust. It is obviously cleaned and wiped regularly.

Zhang Qianlong took a look inside and liked it, so he asked: "How much does it cost?"

The female boss still smiled and said: "One hundred and fifty yuan."

Such a beautiful and temperamental female boss looks at you with a smile. Even a man is too embarrassed to negotiate the price. Zhang Qianlong made an estimate and found that the price was not random. A slightly better inkstone is the same price. In his hand

The inkstone is really good and the main thing is that I like it.

"Okay, just one hundred and fifty yuan." Zhang Qianlong readily took out two hundred yuan, and the female boss gave him fifty. It seems that the charm of beautiful women is endless, and even bargaining for the price is saved.

At this moment, I heard the little girl's voice: "Auntie, come here quickly, a bird has trampled all the papers dirty."

After hearing this, the female boss hurriedly walked over, and Zhang Taiping and Yang Wanli also walked over. When they entered the store just now, Xiao Xi flew out from Zhang Taiping's shoulder. He must have caused trouble now.

Sure enough, no matter where the little guy falls, he will leave two colorful paw prints on it. It turns out that this store not only sells pens, inks, paper and inkstones, but also buys some paints for painting. There was one just now.

A customer came to buy paint. He opened it and tried it on the shop floor. Who would have thought that when he got closer, a bird stepped inside and left a picture of a bamboo leaf wherever it fell in the shop.

The female boss was a little surprised that such a bird came into the store.

Zhang Taiping also had a headache. Seeing how happy the little guy was, he probably didn't know he had gotten into trouble. Zhang Qianlong and Yang Wanli behind him were also dumbfounded. Zhang Taiping shouted: "Xiao Xi, come here!"

The little guy heard Zhang Taiping's harsh voice. He flew down from the air and was about to land on Zhang Taiping's shoulder to please him, but Zhang Taiping grabbed him in his hand. His two paws were covered with paint. When he landed on his shoulder, his clothes fell.

It couldn't be worn. I gently flicked its little head with my hand. The little guy shrank back and looked particularly aggrieved. Zhang Taiping couldn't bear to discipline him anymore.

"Is this bird yours?" the female boss asked in surprise.

Zhang Taiping nodded sheepishly and said, "Calculate how much the paper stained with paint is worth."

"No need, children are always startled. In fact, there are only a few of them. Just clean the ones on the counter later." The female boss said with a smile.

"What kind of bird are you? You are so smart." The young man holding the paint came over and asked.

Zhang Taiping looked at Xiao Xi who was now nestled in his hand and said, "It's a magpie."

There were several people nearby who were amazed that there was such a smart magpie.

Zhang Taiping looked at the paint on his hands and asked, "Do you have any water in it?"

"Yes. Come over to Xian'er and take this gentleman to the water pipe inside." The female boss shouted to the little girl.

The little girl led Zhang Taiping to the water pipe at the back and ran out. Zhang Taiping cleaned Xiao Xi's two paws next to the faucet, and then washed his own hands. When he came out, there was a large group of people shopping in the store.

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After talking to the female boss, the female boss still emphasized that it would not be a problem if a few of them were not stained. Seeing that the boss was busy greeting customers, Zhang Taiping stopped insisting and the three of them left the shop.

There are a lot of businesses on the street that are related to calligraphy and painting but are not calligraphy and painting. There is a stall with four gentlemen, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. On a paper roll one foot wide and two feet long, four gentlemen are used to form three or four characters that the customer wants. One piece

It ranges from ten to twenty yuan.

There is also a cabin where people can be sketched on the spot. As long as the guest sits on the chair for a while and the portrait is taken, the person can use a pencil to draw out the guest's portrait, which is lifelike.

After Xiao Xi entered the room, he stood on the chair where the guests were being portraited and refused to get down. The person who was doing the portrait immediately took a pencil and drew a portrait of Xiao Xi.

After finishing the painting, he handed it to Zhang Taiping. "How much?" Zhang Taiping asked.

The person in the portrait holds up three fingers.

Zhang Taiping was stunned. He turned out to be a mute. No matter whether it was true or not, it was hard to argue with him anymore. "Thirty?"

The man in the portrait nodded. Zhang Taiping said nothing more, took out thirty yuan and handed it to him. He bowed and thanked him and left the room.

I spent most of the afternoon in the street, which opened my eyes. It is indeed known as the "City of Calligraphy". There are countless ancient calligraphy and painting books listed on the whole street, and there are also many ancient paintings and paintings that cannot be distinguished. Surprisingly,

There was also a chapter about Wang Xizhi. A group of people gathered around and had different opinions. Zhang Taiping and the other three looked at it for a while and then left. No matter whether it was true or not, they were not interested.

It was already evening when we returned to the hotel from the calligraphy and painting exhibition.