After hearing the story of Ouyang Kaishan, Zhong Yue had to admire the chairman of Ouyang International. He was able to come here in person for the agreement decades ago. Of course, if you think about it carefully, it is understandable. The pauper got up early and went to bed late to make a living, and the rich naturally had feelings.

"This time, I was looking for Xiaozhuan Li to imitate the red seal on it. By chance, I saw your lacquer book work. There are very few calligraphers in China who have learned from Jinnong's lacquer book. I have also invited several masters to imitate this work, but it is difficult to have a charm. People with true characters can be mastered. I am surprised that you can write so accurately at such a young age."

"Mr. Ouyang has won the award."

Ouyang Kaishan continued to drink a sip of tea, "I am not praising you. I have invited several calligraphy masters of Songhu to see this work. They are still curious. Among the top famous domestic experts, Zhong Yue has never heard of it. It seems that he also recognizes your work. Jin Nong lacquer books have no decades of foundation, so it is difficult to write to you at the same level. Although my wife suffers from Alzheimer's disease, she is still extremely sensitive to calligraphy. It is difficult for ordinary imitations to escape her eyes. So in order to ensure that everything is foolproof, I flew to Huizhou again and asked you to complete this lost work."

Zhong Yue is good at writing lacquer books, but he does not have the technique of imitating antiques.

"Mr. Ouyang, although the agreement between you and your wife touched me very much, imitation can be achieved not only at the level of calligraphy."

"You can rest assured that you have contacted a master in the subsequent aging process, but you also know that in addition to the aging of imitations of calligraphy and painting, you must achieve high technical attainments."

Zhong Yue nodded and said, "I don't know when you need it?"

"In three months, if there is too little time, my wife's condition may worsen. I don't want to leave any regrets, at least in these days she still remembers."

"I'll do my best. It's just that some preparations are needed."

“What process?”

Zhong Yue said: "Special lacquer books are made of ink."

"Five hundred kilograms of oil?"

“It seems you know Jinnon very well.”

Ouyang Kaishan smiled and said, "I know a little bit about it because of my experience. However, this ink ingot made by Mr. Dong Xin has been too old and I am afraid that the amount of it is in existence is very small. I will try to collect it as much as possible. Ye An, I will leave it to you here."

"Okay, Chairman."

"Zhong Yue, I'll ask you about this matter. If you have any needs, I'll tell my assistant that any request is OK. You don't have to solve the problem of food and accommodation for me."

Zhong Yue was a little flattered. Do rich people do this? Or send me an assistant?

"Then I'll say goodbye first."

Zhong Yue came to his senses, "Oh, OK. Go slowly."

Ye An sent Ouyang Kaishan away, returned to the house, and opened a file bag. "This is the information and details about the work. It has been processed technically and there may be some distortions. These photos have not been processed and look blurry, but they are all without distortion."

"Okay, what do you call it?"

Ye An smiled and said, "Just call me Assistant Ye, of course I don't dislike calling me Brother Ye."

"Brother Ye, I have to wait for this matter some time."

"What are you waiting for?"

Zhong Yue smiled slightly. He couldn't say this clearly. To help Ouyang Kaishan complete the imitation, he had to at least increase the brushwork to 100%, and get the ink square. Only under these two conditions can he try imitation.

Seeing that Zhong Yue didn't say anything, Ye An smiled, "What do you need help?"

"Oh, I want to be alone."

Ye An was stunned, then smiled awkwardly and politely, "Yes, I must be tired after climbing a mountain for a day. Then you have a good rest. This is my business card. If you have any questions, just call me at any time, and I will leave first."

"good."

After everyone left, Zhong Yue took a cold shower, changed into clean clothes, lay on the bed, and called Gu Qin.

"In ancient times, you couldn't answer the phone? You didn't answer the phone after calling you so many times."

Hearing Gu Qin's words, Zhong Yue moved his phone away from his ears, "Is there anything wrong? I went up the mountain to collect folk songs today, and forgot to bring my phone."

"I'm so stupid!"

"Oh." Zhong Yue wiped his hair with the towel, "I'll hang up if it's okay."

"etc!"

"What's wrong?"

The other end of the phone paused for a moment, "Didn't you notice anything different at home?"

"What?"

"I'm so stupid! You haven't seen such a big thing?"

Zhong Yue listened to Gu Qin's vague words and became more and more confused. What's wrong with these people today? Did they come together to sing a big show?

"What the hell is it?"

A louder sound came from the phone, "Idiot, you want me to say it so obvious, you can understand it yourself! I'm so stupid!"

Doudou...

The phone just hung up.

Gu Qin, who was so angry that he threw his cell phone aside and lie on the bed with his hair on his back.

"Girl, what's wrong? Who made you angry again?"

"Ancient people."

"Ancient people? What do you care about? Now that you are studying art, Huang Ma can't understand your words. Give me some yellow peaches."

Gu Qin sat up, "Mama Huang, why do you think there are such stupid people in this world?"

"Who the hell?"

"An ancient chef."

The nanny of the Gu family looked inexplicably, an ancient chef? What does it mean? Did he get angry when watching costume dramas?

"Are you watching the popular Chinese primary school leader recently?"

Gu Qin Chao rolled his eyes, "Ma Huang, you bullied me too!"

...

Gu Qin inexplicably clicked and made Monk Zhong Yue and Er confused. This girl was not crazy. He threw his phone aside and was about to enter the system when the phone came again.

"What's up?"

"How is the matter talking?"

When Zhong Yue heard Li Deming's voice on the other end of the phone, he said, "Mr. Ouyang asked me to imitate a calligraphy work of Jin Nong."

"Well, you guessed right. Tomorrow you come to Yinzhai, I will carve your seal for you, and you can take it back."

"Really? Thank you, Mr. Li."

"Haha, what's the matter? This is what I promised you. Thank you. That's it, I'm dead."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Okay, you go to bed early."

After answering Li Deming's call, Zhong Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief, and now he was finally able to be quiet.

He logged into the system and suddenly found a jumping task pop-up window.

This is……

[Main Task]: Complete the imitation of "The Unlimited Life", complete the task, and randomly reward the basic brushwork system of Chinese painting.

Zhong Yue was delighted, was the Chinese brushwork system?

So, as long as this Chinese painting system is turned on, the [Qi Baishi shrimp painting skills] obtained from the lottery in the first place can be used?

The current shrimp chow of Mr. Baishi is around 2 million yuan, which is more expensive than the Qingyu prawns. If he really learns the essence, Zhong Yue feels that he will not consider the two million yuan for the time being, at least the price of selling Qingyu prawns can be considered.
Chapter completed!