Painter

Chapter 32: Chapter 32
In the house on Lixi Lane, the clerk opened the red lacquer food box, and put the milk-cooked lamb, three crisps mixed with vinegar, crispy fish with bone, quail cake with bream cake, jade grits soup and kumquat with cotton tent on the table.

The guy is from Jingshui Tower, which is near the old imperial city.When the emperor was still living in the Yuanqing Palace, he often asked the eunuchs to buy all kinds of delicacies from Xuandu into the imperial city, and the crispy fish in Jingshuilou was a must-order dish.

The food box was filled with warming plates, and the waiter spanned less than half of Xuandu, and the dishes in the lacquered box were still steaming hot, so he closed the lacquered box, said to be a guest, use it slowly, and then left.

Before leaving, the man couldn't help but took a look at this dilapidated house. He could afford two tables of food and drink. Why did he live in such a place?
In the room, Li Chan looked at the food and drink on the table, and teased, "Why did Qingniang trick someone?"

Sao Qingniang laughed and said, "Young man wronged someone. That gentleman insisted on buying the painting himself, and he didn't even pay back the price. I can't tell others that I'm selling fakes, right?"

Li Chan weighed the purse embroidered with the lucky cat in his hand, and raised his chin towards the threshold, "Xu Da, did you use the magic method?"

"Ah Lang, how can he be innocent out of nothing?" Xu Da's cat eyes widened.

Li Chan saw that it didn't look like a fake, so he untied his purse and threw a piece of broken silver. Xu Da reached out his claws to catch the broken silver, overjoyed, but also a little apprehensive, "Why did A Lang give me the money?"

"You are the one who painted, and you have a share." Li Chan took out three more five taels of silver notes and gave them to Hong Yao. "You go with Qingniang to cash these banknotes and send them to your biological mother, as well as the few people who died in Qinghefang."

After explaining this, Li Chan took the three crisps mixed with vinegar and the jade grits soup and went into the north room.

Hong Yao watched Li Chan go in, and asked Sao Qingniang in a low voice: "Madam Saoqing, how does Mr. Bi eat?"

"Go and see, Shaolang won't blame you." Sao Qingniang smiled and pushed Hong Yao's arm, "Go."

Li Chan entered the room and put two vegetarian dishes on the table, took out a piece of Shuzhou hemp paper from the drawer, pressed it with a paperweight, ground the ink, and took out a pen made of a strange material, and wrote: "The pen master is lucky today, mixed with vinegar. Three crisps and jade grits soup."

Mr. Bi wrote: "Who did it?"

"Jingshui Tower."

"painting."

Li Chan compares the two dishes of vegetarian dishes on the table and draws them.

Mr. Bi is a vegetarian, and it is more difficult to make vegetarian dishes more fancy than meat dishes.This dish of vinegar mixed with three crisps uses the best young spring bamboo shoots, wolfberry vegetables and fresh mushrooms. After blanching, it is served with white vinegar, the first soy sauce and sesame oil salt that was opened in early autumn.The jade grits soup is made from smashed Lingnan rice, boiled pulp and boiled white radish.

After a while, the two vegetarian dishes appeared vividly on the paper, no paint was used, only the ink stains were thick and light, but they looked fragrant.But the two dishes on the table had lost any aroma. The smell of white vinegar, autumn oil and sesame oil seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Li Chan put down the pen, stirred the spoon, and took a sip. It tasted like chewing wax.

Li Chan asked Qing Yasha to pour the discarded vegetables into the slop bucket. After a while, Mr. Bi wrote on the paper: "Yes, you learn to paint for a year, and you will achieve a lifelike state. After four years, you will learn to move your mind and set your quality." .Up to now, the way of moving the spirit and determining the quality has been accomplished."

Li Chan asked, "How does it taste?"

"It's not satisfactory, but your painting skills have improved, and these dishes have not lost their original taste."

"Still so picky." Li Chan murmured, and wrote: "Since I have achieved great success, what is the next state?"

Mr. Bi said: "It hangs on the wall and flies by itself."

Li Chan raised her eyebrows and wrote: "If you can draw living things, wouldn't that be a reversal of life and death?"

Bi Jundao: "The pinnacle of the way of painting may not be able to reverse life and death."

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After one night, Li Chan still thinks about Mr. Bi's words.

In the past 12 years, from leaving Taodu Mountain to entering Dayong Kingdom in the east, he has seen the paintings of various places.

Fansheng Kingdom is best at mural paintings, the painting style is serene and gorgeous, which also fits its nickname "Peacock Kingdom".There are many esoteric cultivators in Baoshi Kingdom, and the believers often use Buddhist pictures to decorate the mandala, so domestic painters are good at painting Buddha pictures.The most powerful Western painters he has seen can only achieve lifelikeness.

After arriving in Dayong, I have seen some paintings that focus on artistic conception, to the point where the form retains the spirit.But no one has been able to move the spirit and determine the quality, and seal the charm of foreign objects into the painting.

As for the self-flying paintings hanging on the wall, I have never seen them.

However, there are ten famous paintings in Dayong Kingdom, most of which are literati paintings, and two are murals, one in the old imperial city and one in Xiyi Mountain.It is said that the painting of "Five Saints and Thousand Palaces" on Xiyi Mountain has painted all the gods of the nine heavens, and there are great auspicious signs. At dawn and sunrise, clouds and mist will appear in the painting.

Another mural is called "Wan Ling Chao Yuan Tu", which is in the old imperial city of Xuandu, but although the old imperial city has become a palace, there are still practitioners guarding it, and outsiders cannot peek inside.

When Li Chan passed by Huaiyuanfang, he looked to the north from a distance, and under the blue sky far away, there was a golden hipped roof.

He looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze and walked towards Huaiyuan Square.

The money earned from selling paintings, scriptures and writing prose, after deducting the 15 taels for red medicine and the cost of buying rice noodles, there are about six taels left.When you find Nie Er, you can sell the old house in Lixi Lane, find a bright location, rent a decent storefront, and open a pen and ink studio.

(End of this chapter)