"Huan'er, ask me how old the chef in the inn is." After several brothers left, Cui Xian said to Huan'er.

Unlike Zheng Lang, after the three brothers of the Cui family came to Beijing, they were afraid of being wronged by their younger sister, so they first asked about the situation of the Beijing Inn. Not only did they have a good living environment, but the dishes they cooked also had to be delicious. Finally, they chose this one. In the inner city, it was not in the outer city.

At this time, all business methods must have some gaps compared with those of later generations. Most of them are rough business methods. For example, inns, because there are not many high buildings, they usually have to look up at the top of three or four floors.

Therefore, most inns use the street-facing facades as hotels to make greater profits. For example, the Yanji Inn where Zheng Lang is located, or the inn where the Cui brothers and sisters live.

After coming here, my reputation was indeed well-deserved.

Huan'er asked in confusion: "Little Madam, what are you going to do?"

"Don't talk too much, go and ask."

"Here."

Huan'er came back and reported: "There are three cooks and a few miscellaneous ladies. Both are very old, one is over fifty, one is over sixty, and the other is only in his thirties."

Cui Xian thought about it in her heart. She was in her fifties and sixties, and there were still a few miscellaneous ladies who had taken care of, so she didn't need so much taboo, so she said, "Take me over and take a look."

Several chefs were busy. When they saw the beautiful little girl walking in, they said in confusion: "Miss, this is a place to cook, don't come in."

Cui Xian owed her body to the oldest elder and said, "Master, I want to see you behind how to cook, and I'll disturb you."

Logically speaking, she is as big as hers and is not far from when she is out of the house. She has to learn how to cook, so she understands it.

The oldest chef said, "Young lady, don't bother me. Just stand by and watch, but don't get in the way."

"good."

The chef looked at her again and asked curiously: "Little lady, what kind of man is the other person? With the appearance of the little lady, she actually wants to cook and please her. Congratulations."

The reason is very simple. If the man is not in good condition, can such a beautiful girl put down her body?

Huan'er opened her eyes wide and stammered: "Little lady, little..."

"Don't tell my brother." Cui Xian said fiercely.

"Why...?"

"Why can't my second wife always win the favor of my father?"

Xu has a bad temper and some have shallow eyelids, so she can cook good food.

"Why don't you learn from the eldest lady?"

"Don't be too long-winded!" Can you tell the Empress? It's definitely a few brothers who laughed at it. At this time, Zheng Langwu's name was a little stressed. However, he was very talented and arrogant, and he was unwilling to admit defeat.

Huan'er shook her head helplessly. Even if she learns now, it is not very convenient, and the second is short, what can you learn? But I dare not say it.

...

Zheng Lang was not disappointed, and Gao Keming personally welcomed him.

In fact, they are helpless, unless they are far away from the world like Song Cheng, which has a foundation. The first one has a good family background, not only has money and power, but also has such a high status as father and brother, and has a proud capital, but also has enough money to allow him to live a free life. The second one is a Jinshi, who has fame and fortune, and outsiders have to show respect.

Yan Su was also arrogant. The Eight Kings asked him to refuse paintings, but could the emperor or the old lady ask him to paint, but could he refuse? This is the end of working for the court, and he had to obey.

Gao Keming is indifferent, has a low status and can refuse businessmen. Do you dare to refuse the requests of high-ranking officials and nobles?

The same is true for Zheng Lang. On the one hand, on the other hand, the future is limitless and I can't afford to offend me. I welcomed my home politely and asked, "Zheng Xiaolang, what's the point of coming to the humble house?"

Zheng Lang made a move and Jiang Xing'er handed over the painting tools, including brushes, inkstones, paints, painting discs, color spoons, water drops, and painting silk.

Gao Keming was not surprised. When he heard that when he was asking for calligraphy, he wrote it himself first, let him observe it, and finally let him write it. This is probably the same now. Zheng Lang mentioned his pen and thought about it. In fact, no matter which painting he painted, the effect was almost the same, and there was no new meaning, just imitation.

I chose Tang Bohu's "The Breeze of the Thatched Hut". It was not all painted, not like writing, but one picture was drawn in one go. Unless I was playing like Liang Kai, a genius of the Southern Song Dynasty, whether it was the Zen-full "The Picture of the Bubble Monk", or the full-length "The Picture of the Ink-splashing Immortal", or the Picture of Li Bai Xingyin, they were all just a few strokes, but they became the pinnacle of freehand painting in the history of Chinese painting.

In this life, Zheng Lang didn't want to reach that level. It was nothing else. His personal personality and experience were different, which inevitably made him unable to draw the true taste of Liang paintings.

Therefore, after taking part of this painting, the reason why I chose this painting is because there is a unique method of texture - long axe-splitting texture, the top of the mountain is paved with wet ink, and the structure of the mountain and rocks is drawn with the center of the mountain and rock, which looks like texture and writing, and like stones and waterfalls. This painting is not a representative work of Tang Bohu, but it is this method of texture that gives the main mountain a unique charm.

There are basically four steps to paint landscape painting. The first step is to outline the large structure of mountains, rocks and trunks. The second step is to add texture to the mountains, rocks and trees, and use fine strokes to draw leaves. The third step is to draw small trees, vines, grass and distant mountains. Use medium ink and light ink to draw leaves. Continue to break the texture. The fourth step is to color.

Therefore, when this painting is not halfway through, this method of brushing appears.

Gao Keming was surprised.

In fact, in this communication process, it is difficult to tell who benefits more, such as Ouyang Xiu, Fan Zhongyan, and Zhou Yue. This is an interactive and mutually beneficial communication. Just this method of brushstroke, Gao Keming's next advice is also worth it.

Even the part was painted for more than an hour before the painting was completed.

Gao Keming frowned and murmured: "Painting is a good painting, but also a novelty."

Regardless of the layout, distance distribution, or new painting methods, they were indeed made by a genius boy. But he said, "Why is it so awkward?"

This is the most critical issue.

It’s not that Zheng Lang’s paintings are not fast, but he copied the pictures in his mind. They are not fast when they should be fast, but when they should be slow, they are very fast. The paintings are similar. In the eyes of everyone like Gao Keming, they immediately see their unfluence, that is, dullness. Zheng Lang himself said that there is no god or soul.

But then he gave a fair evaluation: "But you are still young and you don't have much intention to draw. It is not easy to be able to draw to this level."

"Ask for advice," said Zheng Lang.

I've finished drawing, it's you.

Gao Keming laughed and said, "Okay."

He also painted a landscape, with a few withered willows and a boat, and there were mountains in the distance, which were in line with his usual style. It was bright and cold, and he was good at painting close-up scenes. The painting method seemed not novel, but compared with the two, it immediately made people realize that the high painting was very smooth and vivid, but Zheng's painting was a little stupid.

After two paintings were finished, at nearly three o'clock, Zheng Lang said, "Thank you for your advice."

You're welcome, no matter how much money you spend on your painting, roll it up and put it in your arms before talking. Gao Keming was happy again, but he liked it very much, and he had a little regret. He had also visited the inn to see so many fonts, what if he put them on the painting? Can you come up with more painting techniques like this? Unfortunately, this person has a long future and is not something he dared to keep. After all, painting is still a smaller "Tao" than calligraphy.

When I returned to the inn, my brother-in-law was waiting for a hard time. My brother-in-law asked, "Xiao Lang, why have you only come back now?"

"I went to Gao Keming's mansion and asked for some painting skills," but the mainstream literati was very shameless and afraid that a few brothers would be long-winded, so they immediately explained: "It's just a hobby and won't spend much energy on it. It's rare to come to the capital once. By the way, I'll ask for some piano skills. I'll go back in a few days and I have to study with peace of mind."

"That's right." said my brother-in-law. Although you are smart, you are not like a little girl. She is just fun. What's the point of being knowledgeable? You still have to rely on it to win fame, otherwise when will the little girl wait for you? You are twenty years old and you are not in a hurry. There are two beautiful girls around you hugging each other, but what should I do? Daddy too...

But what happened four years ago? Xu was not happy with this agreement! My brother-in-law took the initiative to forget this at this moment.

"Why don't you go back?" Zheng Lang asked them in confusion. Seeing that the wedding date of my brother-in-law was coming, he bought some gifts last time. If he didn't go back, wouldn't the Cui family want my brother-in-law to get married?

"Ahhh... Go back soon," Are you waiting for you to break the egg? It's hard to say it clearly, and he beat him up, haha, and said, "I heard you understand calligraphy?"

"It's too early to get into the door with one foot."

"Write a few words for me to see."

The others Zheng Lang almost refused at all. Trouble, and once he asked for words, he would give them, and he would fall into the task of asking for them, so he simply refused to give them together. Even today Gao Keming wanted him to leave a few words, but in the end he took the initiative to ask for them. But what should I do if my brother-in-law asked for them? As he picked up a passage from Mencius, he wrote it on a blank paper.

After realizing the words now, it is obvious that it has made a leap forward compared to the last time in the Cui family, becoming more lively and full of elegance and innocence. My brother-in-law was immersed in the eyes and said loudly: "Good words, good words, little sister is going to be more anxious."

Zheng Lang didn't know that his little wife was trying to compete with him with her talent, so he asked curiously: "What's more urgent?"
Chapter completed!