Chen Ao followed Zhou Heng into the study room. The study room was not big, but there were a lot of books. Chen Ao thought very darkly that there must be a lot of things that were stained with color. Maybe there are any other tantra dual cultivation methods or other things.

On the desk, a landscape painting attracted Chen Ao's attention. The signature of this painting was Yang Jie. Yang Jie is not famous. Like Dong Yuan, they were painters in the early Northern Song Dynasty, but they were much worse than Dong Yuan.

When Yang Jie's paintings were written in one go, so even works left behind in later generations were very common. In addition, although his paintings were delicate, they still lacked artistic conception. Therefore, such a second-rate painter was not famous, and because of too many works, his value was naturally not much higher.

Zhou Heng asked: "How much can this painting be exchanged for when sent to a pawnshop?"

Chen Ao was slightly surprised: "Are you short of money?"

Zhou Heng smiled embarrassedly: "I spent seven cents of money on Tang Shu paper a few days ago. I only spent ten cents of money a month a month, but now I don't have a single money left. In a few days, I have to go out for a trip with a few friends outside the city. This painting was given to me by Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang's family has money. This painting should be worth a lot of money, right?"

Chen Ao shook his head: "This landscape painting is indeed a rare masterpiece, but such a painting is too overwhelming, and at most it can only be sold for fifty stakes. If you go to a pawn shop, ten or five stakes are common."

Zhou Heng said disappointedly: "That's the case? I still think it can be sold at a high price."

Chen Ao said: "Young master doesn't have to sell paintings. If you lack money, how about we do some business together?"

Chen Ao had already beaten Zhou Heng to get on the boat. After all, he was the prince of the country. With him in his stake, many things would be much easier.

Zhou Heng frowned: "Doing business? What kind of business do?"

Chen Ao told Zhou Heng what he planned, and Zhou Heng was immediately interested: "Talented Men's Club? Haha, I like it, okay, let's do business together." He saw that everything was fresh, but to put it bluntly, he was brainless and hot.

"But to do this business, you have to spend at least a thousand guan." Chen Ao's words were equivalent to pouring a basin of cold water on Zhou Heng. Zhou Heng stared at his eyes and said, "One thousand guan, this is too much."

Chen Ao looked very embarrassed: "I'll find a way to do this. Who will teach me that I will be the chairman of the club in the future?"

"What am I doing? The shopkeeper or the boss?"

"You are the vice chairman." Chen Ao held his hand and greeted him sincerely: "Hello Vice President Zhou, has Vice President Zhou eaten?"

Zhou Heng was very embarrassed. He vaguely felt that it was always a bit unpleasant to add a sub-word to any title. Chen Ao's chubby hand was held and shook and shook, which made him embarrassed.

"Can you remove this sub-word?"

Chen Ao shook his head seriously: "If you take out a thousand guan, we will change our position."

Zhou Heng smacked his tongue: "It's better for me to retreat behind the scenes."

The two of them discussed for a while, Chun'er came, Chen Ao was very excited and said, "As soon as Chun'er came, the inspiration for this book boy also came. Come with the pen and ink, I will draw for the princess first."

Chun'er covered her mouth and laughed secretly, and went to get the pen and ink. Fortunately, she didn't have to use Shu paper again this time, so she didn't have to spend money. Chen Ao held her breath, and seemed to have changed her to someone else. She was still smiling just now, but now she was Zhuang Su.

"Young Master, go out." Chen Ao's old trick was repeated.

Zhou Heng was stunned: "Go out? Why? I still want to see how you paint."

Chen Ao said: "I want to understand Dong Yuan's state of mind now. Dong Yuan is like a stinky man very much."

Chun'er's face turned red and she said, "Last time, Sun Wei didn't like men, why did Dong Yuan also like men this time?"

Chen Ao felt that he was speechless, and he could not say one reason twice in front of others. However, he was thick-skinned and righteous, "The people who painted have a good personality, and it is natural to be a bit uncommon."

Zhou Heng protested: "If you don't leave, you can draw now."

Chen Ao was almost exposed by Chun'er just now, and he was a little confident, so he had to say, "Okay, let's not be the case." After saying that, he shook his wrist and began to touch the spotless white paper. At this time, he seemed extremely serious.

Chen Ao’s best-in-class copying is the essence of delicacy. He must have an eye for observing things and must be able to integrate himself into it. If a little mistake occurs, the flaws of fake work will emerge.

In the picture of "Xiaoxiang Tu", the ink and wash are mixed with light colors. The mountains mostly use dot brushing, and almost no lines are seen. Ink dots are used to express the vegetation of distant mountains, creating a vague and textured mountain outline. The density and thickness of the ink dots show the ups and downs of the rocks.

In addition, Dong Yuan left some blank space when rendering ink, creating a sense of misty clouds and mist, with deep forests and faint smoke. There are also fishing boats in the mountains and rivers, with bright colors and slight depictions, adding infinite vitality to the quiet and deep forests.

It is the most difficult to fake this kind of painting, and Chen Ao dare not be distracted at all.

Constantly focusing on ink and swinging, Chen Ao was completely immersed in it. Zhou Heng, who was on one side, lost his interest and pulled out the paper fan and shook it, looking impatient.

Chen Ao stared at the unfinished scroll and said, "Fan the wind."

"Wow, this guy actually treats himself as an old man." Zhou Heng was very angry, but he was also very interested in this guy's concentration on painting but could sense the changes around him. He thought to himself: "Did he have an extra eye behind his head? Why did this young master slam the fan next to him? He could see it without looking up?"

In fact, as an art thief, I have to do something about a gentleman from time to time, and it is still necessary to listen to all directions. I have more skills in Shen Ao.

Even though he was angry, Zhou Heng still obediently waved the fan for him.

After half an hour, Zhou Heng's hands were numb, and Chen Ao suddenly straightened his waist and threw his brush on the ground: "It's done."

This time, Zhou Heng had confidence in Chen Ao, and no longer looked at the painting. He immediately rolled it up and said, "I'll go to the princess's place to go. Let's discuss business matters again." After that, he inserted the fan back to his waist and left as if he was flying.

Chen Ao and Chun'er were bored, so they went to the lotus pond on the east side, which was the place of the pavilion. At this time, spring was full of spring, lotus leaves floated on the lake, and the lotus flowers were not blooming, only snow-white buds emerged. Chen Ao saw a fish in the lake pushing the water surface, and instantly rippling countless water patterns.

"There are fish." Chen Ao's eyes shiny.

Chun'er said: "This is the bream brought back by the Duke from Hanyang. At the beginning, he only brought three tails. Who knew that so many of them had been reproduced in this lake."

"It turned out to be Wuchang fish." Chen Ao was even more happy. Wuchang fish, also known as the rosy roe, has tender meat and delicious taste. It is rare.

He rolled up his sleeves and said, "You're here to help me watch, I'll take a few of them up."

Chun'er stopped him and said, "Mrs. Yu likes this very much. If she lets her know, the lady will be unhappy."

At present, Chen Ao doesn’t care much about food. Chen Ao is from Sichuan, and Sichuan people like to eat fried and spicy food. After coming here, I found that there were no peppers in the Song Dynasty. In addition, he used to be a traitor, and most of the food was vegetarian. In today’s words, a bird faded out of his mouth, and I couldn’t help it.

He rolled up his trouser legs and said, "That's why you are asked to stare at me. If someone comes, I'll catch a few and leave."

Regardless of Chun'er's opposition, Chen Ao walked to the lakeside, stepped on the mud under his feet, and tiptoed into the lake. When the fish swimming heard the movement, they immediately dispersed. Chen Ao stopped moving and waited quietly.

The fish didn't dare to get close at first, but when it found that there was no danger, it swam back again. Chen Ao's eyes locked a bream with thick pectoral fins. His body suddenly moved, and he picked it up with one hand like lightning. His eyes were clear and his hands were almost at the extreme. When he saw the palm of his pliers, he picked it up from the water, and the bream was firmly held by Chen Ao.

This is Chen Ao's unique skill. A gentleman from Liangshan is bound to do something to lose his wallet. His hands must be absolutely fast and his five fingers must be just right. In order to practice this unique skill, Chen Ao has suffered a lot.

When Chen Ao started the live fish, he threw it to the shore and then waited for the fish to take the hook. After repeated three times, four lively breams were thrown ashore. Chen Ao simply took off his shirt and wrapped them in a ball with his shirt, and said to the stunned Chuner: "Let's go, find a secluded place to grill fish."

Chun'er was so scared that her face looked like earth, afraid that someone would find it, so she quickly led Chen Ao to the east side of the lake shore. There was a low building with weeping willows swaying, beautiful scenery, and sparsely populated.

Chen Ao was not afraid at all, and joked with a smile: "Have Chun'er eaten grilled fish? Where is the kitchen? I'll find some ingredients."

Chun'er said perfunctorily: "I'll get it later. Brother Shen, don't joke anymore. If you really want to show it, it won't be easy to see."

Chen Ao looked very aggrieved: "Is grilled fish illegal? It's a pity that I saw such a fat fish for the sake of sacrificing them. Therefore, I used them to make full use of them. This is a merit, so that these fish can escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible and go to the Western Paradise to enjoy happiness."
Chapter completed!