God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 809

Cheng Dehai also shook his head with a wry smile: "Forget it, I'll go back, but I really envy your luck, brother, to get Mr. Deng's favor, congratulations."

Congratulations on what?
Xu Jingxing looked confused, "Isn't it just to mount a picture? Why are you so blue-eyed? Are you the emperor recruiting a son-in-law or the old lady Deng recruiting a son-in-law?"

Cheng Dehai laughed when he heard the words, "You will know later, brother, see you later, hehehe..." After speaking, he laughed and ran away like a fox who stole a chicken.

What's the situation?
Xu Jingxing was really confused, but after thinking about it, he followed Mrs. Deng into the room. His painting was still in Mrs. Deng's hands. Even if he wanted to leave, he had to get the painting back, right?What's more, he wasn't even afraid of Jin Er, so would he be afraid of such a 70-year-old old lady?Really!
Entering the room, he found that the living room was quite spacious and bright. It was neatly tidied up and everything was neatly arranged. Anyway, it looked much cleaner and tidy than ordinary rural families, and the air was good. There is no messy smell, but a faint fragrance.

Mrs. Deng carefully put the painting on a table, and then smiled at him: "Little Master, please sit down, I will make tea for you," her words were completely devoid of the ferocity and indifference just now.

He hurriedly said: "Mr. Deng, don't bother, you can talk about things if you have something to do. Well, it's not too late to drink tea after we've settled the business."

"How can there be a reason why guests don't even serve a cup of tea when they come to the door?" Mrs. Deng smiled and started, and a pot of tea was served quickly. The tea smelled very fragrant, and it was from Longjing before the rain Although the tea is not top-notch, it is not bad. It is the kind that most people can't afford.

The family situation seems to be not as bad as Cheng Dehai said, right?
He looked around and thought to himself. When he noticed that the teacups and teapots were not ordinary goods, he became more certain of his guess. The old lady's poor appearance should be just a disguise. If she was really poor, she would never be willing to spend too much Wan's purple sand pot to drink tea.

That's right, the purple clay teapot Mrs. Deng used to make tea is a purple clay teapot worth more than ten thousand. Although it is a new teapot, the workmanship and mud are very particular, and the price on the market is indeed five figures.

I'm really short of money, so I sold this pot a long time ago.

But in this way, he was more interested in this seemingly cruel and impoverished old lady Deng.

It's just that he didn't take the initiative to open the mouth, because he realized that the old lady might be asking for something. In that case, why didn't he put on airs? In the position of retreating, you will not put yourself in an embarrassing situation.

So he unceremoniously drank tea and chatted with Mrs. Deng.

After three rounds of tea, Mrs. Deng said, "Master Xu, what's your name?"

"Jing Xing, Xu Jingxing of Gao Shan Jingxing," he replied with a smile.

"It's Jingxing Gaoshan, not Jingxing Xingzhi?" Mrs. Deng asked back.

He nodded and gave a thumbs up at the same time: "Mr. Deng is indeed knowledgeable. For so long, no one has noticed this subtle difference in my name." This is not to flatter Mrs. Deng, but the truth, because The word "xing" in "Alpine Jingxing" is pronounced xing, while the previous word "xing" in "jingxingxingzhi" is pronounced hang.

That is to say, his name can be pronounced in two ways, both of which can be read, and the meaning is basically the same, so most people don’t pay attention to this subtle difference at all, and many people don’t even know his name at all. The origin of the name, do not know the origin of the two idioms.

Of course, this is nothing. After all, these two idioms are somewhat uncommon and not commonly used. It is normal for ordinary people not to understand them.

But Mrs. Deng's ability to point it out is enough to prove that the old lady is indeed a cultural person. Let alone whether she deserves the title "Mr.", she is definitely not illiterate.

And the old lady Deng smiled kindly: "Master Xu, don't call me Mr. one by one, those are all imposed on me by some boring people, I can't afford to be called so many. "

"Then, call you Mr. Deng?"

"Alright," the old lady nodded, and then asked tentatively, "Is that painting "A Picture of Thousand Buddhas" really drawn by you?"

He blinked his eyes, and suddenly felt that the name "Thousand Buddha Picture" was more fluent than the "Buddha Picture" he named, but it was just a more fluent name. In fact, the word "Buddha Picture" had more connotations, because that picture What is painted is actually the scene of Qianfo Mountain, but it is only the Qianfo Mountain in the "eye of the true face", which is the real face of Qianfo Mountain that ordinary people cannot see.

The large and small Buddha statues full of scrolls can actually be viewed as a whole, and the painting itself can even be regarded as a Buddha statue, so it is more connotative to call it "Buddha Picture". He believes that the young monk will also adopt the name he gave.

It's just that on this occasion, he didn't want to correct anything. The picture of Thousand Buddhas is the picture of Thousand Buddhas. Anyway, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is indeed more appropriate to call it "Picture of Thousand Buddhas".

As for Mrs. Deng's questioning tone, he didn't even care, if he always cared about other people's eyes, he would never be what he is now, so he smiled and nodded, "Yes, I just drew it. "

"Then, do you plan to transfer this painting?" Mrs. Deng didn't talk to him about art, ink painting, painting techniques, etc. as he expected, but directly asked him if he would sell it.

He was stunned for two seconds, then shook his head, "Sorry, this painting was commissioned by someone, and there is no plan to transfer it."

"That's a pity," Mrs. Deng sighed, "Then can you draw another one that is exactly the same?"

Facing this question, he thought about it very seriously, then shook his head, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm afraid I won't be able to draw a picture of this kind of theme in a short time, I feel that all my inspirations are here The painting is on."

"Oh," Mrs. Deng sighed again, "I understand, Xiao Xu, do you want this painting to be framed or pond?"

"For the pool, the best material is wood, and red sandalwood is the best. If you don't have red sandalwood, ordinary sandalwood is also fine. If you don't have sandalwood, I can send some," he replied.

There are generally two ways to mount calligraphy and painting works. One is to put them in a photo frame and press them with glass. The traditional way of mounting a pond is to line the back of the painting with canvas or silk cloth and then install shafts on both sides. This method of mounting is also called mounting a pond.

(End of this chapter)