Ji Shao's sweetheart's vest fell off

Chapter 924 Love Chinese Painting
After negotiating for a long time with a woman in the alley who was in the skin business, the woman finally let go and told her the name of Eighth Master.

She only knew that Ba Ye was the owner of this area, but she didn't know that he was also the person in charge of "Degenerate Street", so she ran to him as soon as her mind got hot.

As a matter of course, Ba Ye let her have a closed door, but Gu Chuchu came up stubbornly, and walked in through the dilapidated window of Ba Ye's house.

As soon as she entered, through the open bedroom door, she saw the complete opposite of Ba Ye and the outside.

Ba Ye's bedroom is not so much a sleeping place as a small study.

In the center is a Chinese-style ottoman that is as wide as one person. In front of the rug is a pear wood desk with dragon patterns and auspicious clouds embossed on the legs.

A neat row of good writing brushes, large and small, hangs on the price comparison table. Next to the writing brushes are several paperweights. Next to the paperweights are inkstones stacked half a person high.

In addition, there was a stool next to the bed with a copper basin on it. It was easy to know that it should be washing ink.

In addition, there are all kinds of Chinese paintings all over the wall. There are masters from ancient and modern times, and there are all real and fake ones. It is not difficult to see the love of the owner of the room for Chinese paintings.

She stood at the door without making a sound, and was still looking at the furnishings in the bedroom, when Eighth Master caught her.

"Good guy! You even came to my house?" Eighth Master was washing inkstone by the copper basin when he suddenly looked up and saw a man standing at the door of his bedroom, throwing the inkstone in his hand, the black inkstone in the copper basin The water splashed high enough to wet the limp corner, leaving it black.

Ba Ye didn't care so much, he picked up the feather duster from the painting tube under the table and beat it directly at Gu Chuchu's face.

Gu Chuchu didn't dodge, but instead muttered: "The old man likes Chinese paintings?"

Ba Ye was a little at a loss when she asked her that, and put down the feather duster in his hand: "What do you mean?"

She giggled: "I'll trade a painting for Baye, would it be okay if you chat with me?"

At first, Ba Ye didn't take her words seriously, but Gu Chuchu insisted on doing so, so he just picked up a piece of inkstone, a pen, and a piece of rice paper, and let Gu Chuchu draw on the sofa outside.

Gu Chuchu, who was painting here for the first time at Ba Ye, did not have the same treatment as today. She could only squat in front of the sofa and spread the rice paper on the sofa to draw.

Ba Ye, who had been waiting in the bedroom for a long time, wondered what the little girl could draw, so he stepped out for a walk.

Seeing the girl nestled on the edge of the sofa, he still wanted to laugh, thinking in his heart that it would be right for you to climb the window of my house, and it was smoother, and his steps became more relaxed and comfortable. He approached the sofa and planned to look at the painting in Gu Chuchu's mouth.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, but he was shocked when he saw it.

The painting of plum blossoms is ingenious and vivid, which reminds people of the sentence "sparse shadows tilted, water is clear and shallow, dark fragrance floats at moon dusk".

Ba Ye stood on the edge of the sofa and laughed at the picture of plum blossoms. When Gu Chuchu took out his small seal and stamped it with a sigh, he walked a little closer.

The red word "Wenyu" on the rice paper was clearly visible, and Ba Ye couldn't speak clearly when he raised his finger and pointed at Gu Chuchu: "You, you, you are"

Gu Chuchu put the seal back into her arms with a smile, blew the picture of plum blossoms, and unfolded it in front of Ba Ye.

(End of this chapter)