After Li Muzi went to bed to rest, Zhou Chen drove alone to the Chenghuang Temple Antique Market in HP District. First, he went to the antique market in the basement of Huabao Building.

As one of the largest first-tier cities in China, Magic City also has a large number of antique markets. After years of development, it has become more and more formalized.

Entering the antique market, Zhou Chen felt like a fish in water, scanning with sharp eyes.

Although he had a huge sum of "tens of thousands" in his card, he did not buy it casually. As a senior collector, ordinary things could not catch his eye.

After shopping around all afternoon, Zhou Chen didn't buy a single thing. It wasn't because he didn't have real things, it was mainly because he didn't like them. He came here with the idea of ​​picking up missing items.

After shopping around for so long, he also chatted a lot with many people in the market. He knew that the antique market nearby was the busiest on Saturdays and Sundays, and there were quite a few people setting up stalls with old things in these two days.

It was almost time for dinner, and Zhou Chen received a call from Li Muzi, so he drove back directly without going shopping any more.

In the evening, Zhou Chen hugged Li Muzi, leaned against the bed, and started class.

Serious painting course.

In order to teach Zhou Chen to draw, Li Muzi specially prepared lesson plans in the afternoon. Because Zhou Chen basically had zero basic knowledge, he had to teach from scratch.

Li Muzi is a very patient person, and Zhou Chen is now a master of learning who can draw inferences from one example to another, so they teach and learn at the same time, and the theoretical learning effect is surprisingly good.

In the next two days, Zhou Chen would study painting with Li Muzi in the morning and evening, and go to the antique market in the afternoon.

The matter of teaching Zhou Chen painting obviously aroused Li Muzi's strong interest. He prepared and taught lessons very seriously every day. Especially when he saw Zhou Chen's continuous progress, he felt a sense of accomplishment and immediately asked for help.

Work harder.

In her words, the sooner Zhou Chen learns how to be a teacher, the sooner he can discuss things with her. She likes her husband to make progress and discuss things with her in the fields she is best at.

After visiting the antique market for a few days, Zhou Chen bought two gadgets, a square inkstone from the Ming Dynasty and another from the Qing Dynasty.

That evening, after Zhou Chen and Li Muzi had dinner, they walked out of the community arm in arm and walked along the roadside.

"Husband, there is an art exhibition in Baoshan in the middle of this month. Let's go and see it together."

"Okay, I haven't been to the art exhibition yet. You have to introduce it to me then."

"Well, actually going to art exhibitions will greatly promote your learning of painting. Husband, I think your talent is very high. Even if you learn late, you may not have the potential to become a master."

Zhou Chen smiled and said: "Wife, you really think highly of your husband and me."

He learned painting from Muzi Li, on the one hand, to communicate and get along better with Muzi Li, and on the other hand, he also wanted to learn the skill of painting.

There is no need to be overwhelmed by many arts, not to mention that painting itself is a very practical skill.

The two walked for several kilometers, not very fast, but when they came back, it was Zhou Chen who was carrying Li Muzi on his back.

Li Muzi hugged Zhou Chen's neck and pressed tightly against Zhou Chen's body. He was very happy and comfortable, and would sway naughtily from time to time.

Li Muzi is 1.73 meters tall and is not a very thin type, but her weight is really nothing to Zhou Chen, and there is no pressure at all on her back.

Just when Zhou Chen was carrying Li Muzi on his back and was about to walk into the community, a group of people suddenly stood in front of him.

"He Fei, I've finally waited for you."

Zhou Chen looked at the fierce-looking men in front of him, and after thinking for a moment, he guessed their identities.

"Are you Brother K's subordinates?"
Chapter completed!