God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 305
When the middle-aged man heard Xu Jingxing's words, he smiled slightly, and pointed to the rice paper that Xu Jingxing had just touched, "This is handmade paper."

Xu Jingxing smiled, "If you only have this grade of paper here, then I have to leave."

"Hahaha, young people are experts, you can tell the difference by touching them with your fingers," the middle-aged man laughed when he heard this, "I'm just kidding, I thought you were putting on airs just now."

Xu Jingxing didn't take it too seriously, "Are there any red stars? I want Tepi's Shengxuan, and the four-foot, eight-foot, and Zhang-two ones will each have a knife."

"There are special ones, but not many, and the price is a bit expensive, not expensive," the middle-aged man knew that Xu Jingxing was a real expert when he heard Xu Jingxing's words, and he didn't dare to neglect, but he still hesitated, fearing that Xu Jingxing would come out. No price, Red Star’s rice paper is currently the best brand of rice paper on the market, the cheapest is more than [-] yuan, and the price of Tepi is even higher.

That's why middle-aged people have something to say, and they remind Xu Jingxing not to cut swords, that is, not to bargain.

Of course Xu Jingxing wouldn't just admit it like that, but said with a smile: "You get what you pay for, what kind of paper has its price, if it is good paper, I will definitely give you a corresponding good price, as long as the shopkeeper is not a lion. "

"Hey," the middle-aged man smiled shyly, and shouted to a young man, "Xiao Liu, go to the warehouse and take out all those Red Star Teppies."

After a while, Xiao Liu came out with a bunch of rice paper in his arms, and gently placed it on the tea table.These papers were packaged, and the packaging was very delicate. The middle-aged man took out one of the four-foot ones, opened the cover and gestured to Xu Jingxing.

Xu Jingxing stretched out his fingers, and ran across the paper with his fingertips. Feeling the blockage on the paper, he nodded in satisfaction, "It's this feeling, can you try ink?"

"Of course." The middle-aged man directly took out one and put it on the coffee table. Over there, Xiao Liu had already brought the brush and ink, and a small palette with some water in it, which was well prepared.

Xu Jingxing was not polite either, he picked up the brush and dipped it in thick ink, thought for a while and wrote the eight big characters "Ink falls on the paper like rain on the sand" on the edge of the paper, carefully watching the smudge effect of the ink on the paper, he was even more impressed. Satisfied, this is a good paper for writing and drawing. Not only does it feel good, but the ink smudge effect is also very good.

Just like the words he wrote, "like rain into sand", if you savor these four words carefully, you can feel the gap between good paper and ordinary paper.

"Yes, it's good paper. What's the price for the shopkeeper?" Xu Jingxing put down his pen and asked.

The middle-aged man was a little distracted looking at the eight characters he just wrote, and asked after a daze, "Little brother, your handwriting is very good, who is the master?"

"There is no master, I just studied with my dad for a while, what's the matter?" Xu Jingxing asked in surprise.

"Ahem, your handwriting is very good. Can I keep these eight characters?" The middle-aged man pointed to the eight characters on the coffee table with wet ink and asked cautiously.

Xu Jingxing's heart moved, he guessed what the middle-aged man was thinking, and grinned, "That's my honor, but these eight words were just written by me, I'm afraid they won't be able to make it to the stage."

"Brother, what I mean is, you write it again, ahem, of course, I won't let you suffer, this three-knife paper is considered as a moistening pen, how about it?"

"The shopkeeper is really generous. The three-knife paper must add up to more than 2," Xu Jingxing said with a half-smile.

"Hey, my little brother's words are worth this price, no, it should be far more than this price. Speaking of which, Lao Xu and I have taken advantage of it. After you become famous, little brother, the three-knife paper probably won't even cost you a single word." I can't get it back," the middle-aged man said with a sneer, but he was quite eloquent and knowledgeable, and Xu Jingxing's handwriting was indeed good.

Thinking of this, Xu Jingxing nodded, "Then I'll have the cheek to take advantage of Boss Xu," Xu Jingxing said as he picked up the brush again, and re-wrote the eight characters in the only blank space left by Zhang Xuan. I use Xingkai, which is upright and free and easy, and looks very delicate, but the bones and muscles of the strokes are particularly powerful.

This is Xingkai, which combines the elegance of running script and the dignity of regular script. It is easy to recognize and look good. Okay, if you can't even write regular script and running script well, you will rashly learn Xingkai, then even getting started will become very difficult.

Of course, for Xu Jingxing, who had very solid basic skills, this was not a problem at all, otherwise, the boss Xu would not have liked his writing, so he would have paid so much for the finishing touches.

When he finished writing, Boss Xu happily picked up the rice paper and looked at it carefully for a moment, "Good handwriting, really good handwriting, brother, I'm sure, your calligraphy is definitely one of the best in our island city, hehe. "

"Is it too exaggerated?"

"No, it's not an exaggeration at all. Most of the calligraphers in our island city use my paper, and basically they have written for me. Look at the signboard, it was written by the president of our island city calligraphy association. , Although it’s good, but compared with your word, it feels as weak as someone with rickets,” Boss Xu said with a chuckle, “Don’t say that.”

Xu Jingxing thought about it, it was really like that, when he entered the door just now, he muttered, the signboard was so plain, I don't know if there is any good paper in the store.

Unexpectedly, there are not only good papers in the store, but also a boss with very good eyesight.

Of course, he is definitely not a big-mouthed person, so he smiled, took out the seal engraved on the Kecheng construction site, stamped a seal on the paper, and said with a smile: "Thank you, boss Xu, I will use this paper I accepted it with the cheek."

"Hey, I'm thick-skinned." Boss Xu hurriedly asked Xiao Li to wrap up the three-knife paper, then cleaned up the tea table himself, and brought a tea tray to greet Xu Jingxing, "Come here, have a sip of tea."

Xu Jingxing hesitated for a moment, then he dragged Cheng Lin to sit down. He had just accepted such a generous gift, so he had to give face, not to mention that after shopping for a long time, he was really thirsty.

Boss Xu makes tea himself, but it is not the green tea that people in Daocheng often drink, but Pu'er. After brewing, the color is bright red and the tea is mellow. However, after brewing, he did not pour it directly into the cup, but put it on the tea tray first Half of the pot was poured on the small purple sand carvings on the bed.

Looking at those watery purple sand carvings, Xu Jingxing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of a noun, and hurriedly asked: "Boss Xu, is this the legendary tea pet?"

"Hey, my little brother is really well-informed. That's right, this is a tea pet. I also learned how to play from others. Then, I spent 3 yuan to bring back that golden cicada from Yangxian," Xu said. The boss proudly pointed to a small purple sand golden toad and said.

(End of this chapter)