It was already ten o'clock when Zhong Yue got up. At the latest, he went to the ghost market and the lottery again. In the end, he was so excited that he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. After waking up, after washing up briefly, Zhong Yue began to plan what he wanted to do next.

He was not going to do the arrangement of Yashe first, because even if he got five hundred kilograms of oil, he would not be able to refine ink ingots at the moment, because he lacked one very important thing, that is money!

Now that the family has some instant noodles and rice, there are only 20 or 30 yuan left, which makes him very tight. The most urgent thing is to take action on the antiques in his hands first.

Zhong Yue didn't plan to move the painting first. The price of the system evaluated was a question mark. There must be a big problem. There is no hurry yet. He is going to deal with the seal in his hand first.

While cooking porridge in the pot, Zhong Yue first walked around the peach forest in front of the yard to see if there were insects. The place where the peach trees cracked, transparent peach slurry had already oozed out, like amber, very attractive. The petals that fell on the ground a week ago had melted into the mud, with only a trace, and you could see that they were falling flowers.

After walking around, Zhong Yue gained leisure and tranquility in his mood. The ancient hermits were mostly in the mountains and rivers. Perhaps this was the communication between man and nature. When he returned home, Zhong Yue first put out the porridge in the pot, put some lard and fine salt, and prepared to log in to the system. Taking advantage of his current good mood, he would go and observe Jin Nong's lacquer book creations.

"My friend Zhong is full of energy and in great condition today."

After reading the creation of a work, Jin Nong put his pen on the rock and looked at Zhong Yue with a smile.

"Mr. Dong Xin, is there an end to the way of calligraphy?"

Jin Nong looked at Zhong Yue with a smile, "Then do you think this sea has an end? A person's style of calligraphy cannot be unchanging. I was skilled in Han Li in my early years, and then created my own lacquer books. After the destiny of the year, I was only skilled in painting. Things in the world are impermanent, and my heart is my pen."

"My heart is my pen... Mr. Dongxin, I have received the teachings."

"Good."

Zhong Yue withdrew from the brushwork refining system. The lacquer script practice allowed him not only to gain his skills in calligraphy, but also to improve his spirit. He had longed for big cities before, but gradually fell in love with such a comfortable life.

Sitting on the bluestone slab in the yard, Zhong Yue was drinking some thin rice porridge.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Zhong Yue put down his bowls and chopsticks, "Here you come."

The old latch was opened and the door was pushed open.

When Zhong Yue saw Zhou Daguang holding his elbow in a woman, he wondered: "Brother Daguang?"

"Xiao Yue..."

"Don't talk! I'll ask you, you were with our Daguang last night?"

When Zhong Yue saw the murderous wife Zhou, he nodded, probably because he was here to check the post and ask questions.

“Where have you gone?”

"I have something to ask Brother Daguang to help me. I took Brother Daguang's truck to the City God Temple with my master."

The anger on Mrs. Zhou's face was slightly reduced.

"Wife, I didn't lie to you, right? I just said I was with Xiaoyue..."

"Don't talk!" Mrs. Zhou put her hands on her hips, "I'll ask you, when was the time to separate from him last night?"

"It looks like ten o'clock."

Mrs. Zhou looked at Zhong Yue's face and said, "Did you still borrow money from our Daguang?"

"Yeah, I borrowed eight hundred."

Zhou Daguang breathed a sigh of relief, "Wife, I didn't lie to you. Yesterday I went to the ghost market with Xiaoyue to buy furniture. You still had to suspect that I took the money to go to the big health care industry, how could it be possible!"

"You also said that if Xiao Zhang's wife had a good ear last time, you two would have comfortable going to the foot bath shop in the county?"

"Oh, it's really unfair. We were tired and really went to wash our feet!"

Mrs. Zhou glared at her eyes, "Come on, ghost trust. Xiaoyue, can you repay this money to my family? My family is at hand recently..."

"What are you doing!"

Zhou Daguang pulled Zhou's wife over and said, "Go away, go home and talk!"

"What are you doing to pull me!"

Mrs. Zhou turned her head and said, "Xiao Yue, right? It's not that Mrs. Zhou is not kind to you, but Daguang's father suffered a heart attack last month and was hospitalized. It's not that she is not willing to lend it to you..."

"Sister-in-law, I understand."

"Xiaoyue, don't listen to your sister-in-law's. You don't have to rush to pay back the money. Go and go home."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Brother Daguang, don't rush to leave. Can you take me to the county? I can pay you back the money today."

"No need."

Mrs. Zhou frowned, "You are a man who knows how to make you fat! What's the situation at home? Do you still care about your own face?"

Zhong Yue went back to the house, put the seal in his schoolbag, locked the door, "Let's go."

"Xiaoyue, you spent 20,000 last night and you had no money at all. How could you get the money when you go to the county?"

"Twenty thousand?" Mrs. Zhou was also surprised. She didn't expect that Zhong Yue, who was dressed in simple clothes, was so generous. She spent 20,000 yuan a night, and she couldn't tell.

Zhong Yue smiled awkwardly, "I took action yesterday and it was only 800 yuan. I borrowed 800 yuan from Brother Da Guang. Don't worry, I can get the money. Brother Guang travels to the train, I must have heard of Xiaozhuan Li?"

"Oh? Why are you looking for Xiaozhuan Li?"

Huizhou's pen, ink, paper and inkstone were famous in ancient times, but it was not so brilliant in modern times. However, its heritage is still there. The prominent families in Jiangnan gathered, the fragrance of books was passed down from family, and many masters in the calligraphy and painting circles lived in seclusion.

This small seal script Li is a famous seal script calligrapher and seal scholar in Z County. Few calligraphy works are skilled in seal script, and most of them integrate seal carving into seals. As a seal symbol of the identity of the ancients, from emperors to literati and doctors, they all have their own seals.

Now that the industry is developing, most of the official seals used by some regular companies are made of rubber laser, but as artists, they naturally disdain to use such seals full of chemical atmosphere. Many people with status in Huizhou will come to find this small seal to carve a private seal.

Zhong Yue smiled, "I want to find Mr. Li to identify a seal I found yesterday."

"Seal? You bought it for 20,000 yesterday. Isn't it that painting?"

“I found it before.”

Zhou Daguang lit a cigarette, "How much did it cost?"

"twenty."

"Twenty... there is no need to find Xiaozhuan Li to appraise..."

Mrs. Zhou felt that things were a bit unreliable, and she felt that the eight hundred yuan was wasted. She sighed: "What big money do you want to make for twenty yuan? It is estimated that the cost is only five or six yuan, and the money you get to the county can't get back the gas money."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will definitely pay back the money today." Zhong Yue said and jumped into the carriage behind the truck, "Let's go, Brother Guang."

"Oh, Xiaoyue, you are going to be disappointed this time. How easy is it to find a bargain?"

Zhou Daguang pulled up the car door and started the car...
Chapter completed!