Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

For this painting, the film master never introduced who the original owner was, and he had no intention of introducing it, so He Yuzhu didn't ask any more questions.

With such a high price, it seems that the film master wants to eat both sides and get more benefits.

Xu Huizhen said with a smile: "I heard that Xu Beihong is famous for painting horses. How can you say a painting of a farming cow? If the picture of a galloping horse costs 30 yuan, I think it is quite appropriate, but this is not a painting of a farming cow. ”

Filmmaker Qiu Pupu asked for 30 yuan, which was a hefty price. It was rumored that Boss He had a big business and a rich family, and he really wanted to kill someone.

"This is the first time we're dealing with each other. Mr. Film, please tell me the real price."

After some haggling, the deal was finally settled at 25 yuan, which also included the agency fee for the film director Qiu Guangpu.

"Master Pian, if you have any good paintings or antiques in the future, you can send them over."

"Okay, if you can find out anything about it, I'll keep it for you."

Qiu Pupu was very satisfied, took the money and left directly. After He Yuzhu admired it for a while, he took it away and put it away.

After having the film master, he also collected several paintings one after another, and the news of He Yuzhu's collection gradually spread through the front door.

Two days later, Master Hong Henian came over. He Yuzhu asked: "Master, do you also know that I collect antiques?"

"Antique? What kind of mess? I'm looking for you to cook."

"Cooking?"

He Yuzhu was very surprised. After the braised pork business got better, He Yuzhu was too lazy to take on outside work. Only some relatives and friends would cook when they encountered weddings and weddings.

No one else could invite He Yuzhu. After all, he had reached the top level of experience, comparable to a state banquet master. He Yuzhu was too lazy to earn the three melons and two dates, so he might as well make it for his wife.

Hong Henian said: "I know you don't want to take on outside work, but this time you are not an ordinary person. I think you should do it again."

"Who is it?" He Yuzhu was a little curious.

"It's a painter named Li Keran. He wants to celebrate the birthday of his master Qi Baishi. I'll ask you around and then let me invite you."

Hong Henian felt a little sad when he talked about this. At first, he thought he was looking for him, but he was extremely happy. After all, he was cooking for Qi Baishi, so it would be a good thing to spread the word.

But he didn't expect that they didn't want to invite him at all, but just asked him to be a middleman to invite He Yuzhu to cook for him.

He Yuzhu thought about it. He wanted to go to Qi Mansion to ask for a painting before, but he hadn't found an introducer yet. Now he had to cook, and he still had to go there. He also had contacts, and maybe he could get a painting directly. .

"Who is Li Keran?"

Of course He Yuzhu also knew this person, and he was also a very famous painter.

Hong Henian said: "Mr. Li is Mr. Qi's apprentice and he is also very good at painting. Don't reject them."

He Yuzhu nodded and said, "Okay, I want to meet Mr. Li first."

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

In the evening, Hong Henian came over with Mr. Li.

He Yuzhu invited the two of them to the reception room. After entering the room, Mr. Li did not sit down directly and stared at the banners on the wall.

"Mr. Li?" Hong Henian didn't expect that Mr. Li would be so rude, so he couldn't help but remind him softly.

Mr. Li was shocked and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it was a bit abrupt."

"You're welcome, Mr. Li, please."

Mr. Li did not sit down in a hurry, but asked first: "Which calligrapher does the calligraphy on this wall belong to? Why is it not signed?"

Hong Henian smiled and said: "Mr. Li praised me. These calligraphy works were all written by Zhu Zhu himself."

After waking up with Shu Chun's skill, He Yuzhu was very dissatisfied. After all, this skill looked a bit weird, so He Yuzhu made up his mind and copied a number of famous inscriptions.

Finally, Shuchun's skill was improved to calligraphy, and he did not give up this skill. He wrote two large characters every day, and also studied hard-tipped calligraphy. After years of practice, he finally improved his calligraphy to the top level.

It's just that He Yuzhu is not a member of the calligraphy circle. No matter how beautiful the handwriting is, the relatives and friends around him will not think that the calligraphy has reached the standard of a calligraphy master.

Mr. Li is not only a painter, but also a poet and calligrapher. After entering the house, he was first attracted by the banners hanging on the wall. The characters are all unique and of their own school.

However, it was completely different from the calligraphy of various schools and schools in his memory. Mr. Li was shocked that he had never seen the pen and ink of this master before.

"You said these words belong to Chef He and Mr. He?"

I originally wanted to call He Yuzhu Chef He, but I changed my name temporarily to Mr. He. After all, if this calligraphy was really written by He Yuzhu, it would definitely be a big event that shocked the book world.

In Li Keran's opinion, the pen and ink of all calligraphers in recent decades are inferior to the words on this banner on the wall.

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "Mr. Li, you are too polite. My handwriting is only average. I am only at the level of a calligraphy enthusiast. I am just amusing myself."

"Mr. He is too humble. If I had known that your calligraphy was so excellent, I should have visited you and discussed it a long time ago."

Li Keran looked at He Yuzhu, who was still the spearhead young man in front of him, and felt a little hesitant. He studied under Qi Baishi and Huang Binhong at the same time in 46 years, specializing in the creation of traditional Chinese paintings. He always wanted to improve his calligraphy, but there was no progress. .

If the calligraphy on the wall was written by an old gentleman, he must have directly recognized his master and learned calligraphy. But this was written by a young man in his early twenties, which made Li Keran very confused. He could not recognize him as his master. !

"Mr. Li is too polite. Let's talk about the banquet."

"Oh, yes, yes, you see I'm confused. Let's talk about the banquet first."

Only then did Li Keran remember the business. After learning calligraphy, they could discuss it with each other. For now, it was better to settle the business first.

Only then did He Yuzhu know the whole story. The birthday of Li Keran's master, Mr. Qi, was New Year's Day. On New Year's Day last year, he also asked someone to cook a few tables of meals, but the taste was average and could not satisfy Mr. Qi.

Therefore, Li Keran, who was an apprentice this year, was very concerned and asked around to find a more capable chef. Later, he found out about the chef He Yuzhu of Nanluogu Lane.

In fact, they had all tasted the braised pork sold by He Yuzhu, and they all praised it. However, they didn't know He Yuzhu's skills as a chef. After asking around, they asked someone to find Hong Henian to help them connect.

The Qi family has a large population, with 12 children alone, and many apprentices and grandchildren. Plus some relatives and friends, a total of five tables need to be opened.

He Yuzhu nodded and agreed, and then said: "I can take action, but I have a condition."

If he hadn't seen the banner written by He Yuzhu himself, Li Keran would still be a little unhappy, but after seeing He Yuzhu's pen and ink, he couldn't treat He Yuzhu as an ordinary chef. This calligraphy is already the best in the world.

"Mr. He, please tell me, as long as we can do it, we can agree."

He Yuzhu was still thinking about asking Qi Baishi for a painting, so he smiled and said: "Actually, it's a very simple thing. I don't want cash this time, I want a painting by Qi Lao."