Go farming with powers

Chapter 26 Drawing the Blueprint of the Medical Center
Hearing this, Jing'er's father's eyes flashed with pain: "My old man is honest, this calligraphy and painting is actually a counterfeit product, and the person who counterfeited this calligraphy and painting is a scholar of Song, Qing and Song Dynasties in this town. Although he is too sour, this imitation Other people's fonts are excellent, almost to the point of being fake. Alas, if this kid is not too pedantic, he must be rich by now. It’s just a gift to those who are friends with me, otherwise, no matter how rich people come to buy it, they will not sell it.”

"However, the story of the blood drop has to start with this kid who fell in love with a young lady who shouldn't fall in love. In order to express his heart, he wrote this poem to express his heart. Unexpectedly, the young lady hates the poor and loves the rich." Originally, when I saw calligraphy and painting for the first time, I was ecstatic, because although this young lady was disliked by others, she was also quite literary, and she even regarded Master Xuancheng as an idol in her heart. She also had a lot of research on Xuancheng's calligraphy and painting. I didn't realize that this was imitated by Song Qing."

"But when Song Qing said that this was his imitation, he couldn't help but flicked his sleeves angrily and threw the painting in front of her heavily, sarcastically saying, no matter how fake it looks like the real thing, it will always be a fake, just No matter how much you imitate like him, you are still not Master Xuancheng, so you don’t want to eat swan meat here, thinking that taking a few fakes is like tricking her, a wealthy daughter, into marrying him, a poor scholar? It's really loud, but she is not such an idiot daughter, and a fool would marry him, a sour talent."

"After finishing speaking, he walked away. Song Xiucai picked up the painting and came to the green bamboo forest, which is the bamboo forest not far from my home. Bamboo cut his arm, and he lay there quietly, preparing for his life, and this drop of blood accidentally dripped on this scroll, but luckily I passed by there by accident that day and saved him , and persuaded him for a long time, he agreed not to seek death. In order to thank me for my enlightenment, seeing that I couldn't put it down, he gave it to me, and then continued his usual life, writing letters for others. However, I heard that this person has never imitated other people's works since then."

Hearing what Jing'er's father said, Ruo Qianqing immediately had an idea in her heart. This person can imitate other people's fonts so vividly. It has to be said that he is a talent. It would be a pity if such a talent is not used. This is especially necessary for Ruo Qianqing who wants to rapidly develop her own power nowadays. After all, the more geniuses gathered in the world, the more powerful the idea can be realized.

And the story I heard right now can be used by Ruo Qianqing, but there is one thing that Ruo Qianqing is very puzzled. Since this scholar knows that Miss Qianjin is a master who dislikes the poor and loves the rich, how can he still be infatuated with her? Well, it stands to reason that a pedantic scholar like him should like the type of Virgin Mary, but he wouldn't like this kind of master, it's so strange.

But no matter what, from the fact that Song Xiucai no longer imitated other people's handwriting, it can be seen from this incident that Miss Qianjin's rejection of him hurt him a lot, but he can't close it now. Well, it's hard to find a talent like this with a lantern. Ruo Qianqing doesn't want to miss it, so no matter what, she must subdue this genius and use it for herself.

"Oh? There is such a strange thing. Qianqing really wants to meet this person. I wonder if uncle can introduce him when he has time?" Ruo Qianqing plans to start with Jing'er's father to subdue this person.

"Since Miss Qianqing wants to meet that strange man, the old man is naturally willing to do so, but the man will close the stall and go home at night, and the old man really doesn't know where his home is, so let's do this, or the old man will accompany the girl and the house tomorrow. Young Master, how about going to see Song Xiucai?" Thinking that Song Xiucai should have closed the stall and returned home at this time, Jing'er's father quickly said in embarrassment.

"Then Qianqing is very grateful to Uncle!" Ruo Qianqing quickly thanked Song Xiucai when she thought that she would be able to see Song Xiucai with Jing'er's father's blessing.

"Miss Qianqing is very polite. Compared with the help she has given to the old man's family, what the old man can do to help the young lady is very little!" Seeing Ruo Qianqing thanking her so politely, Jing'er's father quickly said in embarrassment.

While Ruo Qianqing was talking with Jing'er's father, a smell of food wafted over. Seeing Jing'er and her mother coming out with dishes, Ruo Qianqing hurriedly helped Jing'er and Jing'er's mother take away the leftover dishes. After they were placed on the table, they sat on the table with Jing'er's family and ate the food.

Looking at the white and tender milk-like soup in a wooden bowl next to me, there are bright red fruits floating on it. The whole look is like a snowman wearing a cute red hat on his head in winter, and I feel cute , and the faint fragrance wafting from a distance really makes people move their index fingers, but they don't know what it is made of, so they can't help but ask in doubt: "Auntie, what is this soup that looks so good made of? "

Jing'er's mother quickly introduced: "Girl, this is crucian carp soup. The old woman added some beauty-beautifying fruits in it. Girls can beautify their skin by eating it, and men can also beautify their skin if they eat it." Please try it, young lady!" He took a sip from the spoon in Jing'er's mother's hand, blew it twice, and tasted it, and the delicious taste spread in his mouth immediately, and the soft and long feeling made Ruo Qianqing couldn't help but praise the really good cooking skills: "Auntie's crucian carp soup is pure white in color, and it is really a delicacy with red fruits. Just looking at it makes Qianqing go three feet away, but the taste How did you manage to have no fishy smell of crucian carp at all?"

"Girl doesn't know that the fishy smell in crucian carp soup is difficult to get rid of because when crucian carp is boiled, it has already dissolved all the nutrients in the crucian carp body into the thick soup. Take out the crucian carp and let the crucian carp in the soup, girl, you also know that the meat will smell fishy if it is not handled properly, but if the crucian carp and water are boiled until it turns milky white, take out the crucian carp and keep it The soup is cooked with the fruit, and the fishy smell is naturally left after the meat is taken out. In addition, when it is cooked with the fruit, it will naturally be covered by the fragrance of the fruit, and it looks good. Do you want it? Boil crucian carp soup to make it milky white, and the fish inside will definitely not be delicious at all, no matter the shape or taste, so the old woman came up with such a method!" Jing'er's mother quickly explained.

Looking at Jing Er's mother, who is so affectionate, she naturally thinks of Lin Feng's mother, who is also an excellent cook. If these two people are put together, coupled with the concept of food that he has passed down for 5000 years, suddenly, as if Qianqing is in front of him. As soon as it was bright, it seemed that the opportunity to make a fortune had come.

But for Ruo Qianqing, Jing'er's mother's side is already a firm matter. I believe that as long as she opens her mouth, it will be fine, so now Ruo Qianqing is not in a hurry to say this to Jing'er's mother. Jing, now Ruo Qianqing has limited funds, so the opening of the restaurant has to wait until the opening of the medical clinic. The most important thing right now is to recruit Song Xiucai, this is the serious business.

(End of this chapter)