Chapter 61 The Uniqueness of Fat Tiger (please click here for collection recommendations)
Jiang Yan sent Huang Wuling and Liu He outside the door very politely, and watched them leave Mahuang Alley.
Just as I was about to go back, there was a swishing sound coming from the opposite side. It was the old butcher that the landlord had mentioned.
Seeing that the door was ajar, Jiang Gu was ready to push it open and go in to take a look. After all, he lived in a neighboring neighborhood.
There is also a plaque hanging in this yard with the words "Pork Roast Yard" written on it.
But as soon as Jiang Yan took a step forward, a bright light flashed before his eyes, and a butcher's knife was inserted into the door directly above his head, just inches away from his scalp.
This sudden change almost killed him. He touched his head and found that he was not bald. He touched his crotch and found that it was not wet, but his soul was half gone!
In the yard, a chubby old man held a knife with his head lowered and was sharpening it on the edge of the vat, as if the shocking scene just now had nothing to do with him.
Jiang Yan was brewing his feelings for a while and was about to spit out the fragrance, but when he saw that the old man had a sinister face and a scar across his entire face, not to mention his cultivation, his appearance was at least spiritual!
Jiang Gu, who felt he was outmatched, was about to leave, but a pig ran out from behind the side yard, grunting and running around, with several knives stuck in its body!
What made Jiang Yan's jaw almost drop was that behind the pig was a little girl who was only six or seven years old. Her dark eyes were as clear as gems, and her chubby and tender face was as cute as porcelain jade. She said
He is loved by everyone.
The only scary thing is that this little girl is holding the pig's tail with one hand and is being dragged around by the escaping wild boar. Her little body is bumping up and down, and she won't let go even after falling a few times. The other hand is holding a kitchen knife.
Obviously, the knife on the pig's back was inserted by this little girl.
"Grandpa, grandpa, hurry up and make it, Yaya wants to eat meat."
The little girl saw that she could not kill the pig by herself, so she called her grandfather for help.
The old man was old but very agile and very strong. He pressed his rough hands on the pig's head, but the pig couldn't move no matter how hard it struggled. Then he swung down the butcher knife in his hand.
With just one stab, the pig was completely out of breath.
"Grandpa, Yaya wants to eat blood tofu"
Seemingly harmless, the little girl even brought over a basin that was bigger than her head.
"Brother, who are you?"
The little girl finally saw Jiang Gu standing at the door.
"I'm Jiang Yan, my neighbor who lives across from you. I wanted to come over and say hello."
Jiang Yan was dazzled as he watched the old butcher holding a short knife and slashing the pig's body several times vertically and horizontally. He put down the knife and slapped it, and the pig's body was broken into pieces according to different parts. The knife skills were so smooth that it was incredible.
"My name is Dao Jie, and my granddaughter Dao Ya has acknowledged and greeted me at the door. Do you want to go by yourself or should I send you off?"
Jiang Yan asked for a boring and nonchalant departure, but in the end he did not forget to close the door for others.
When I wanted to feel free and relaxed, Huang Wuling came to win me over. When I visited with good intentions, I was left out in the cold, feeling careless in the world...
Talking about the worldly affairs, Jiang Gu thought of the old butcher's house butchering pigs, and wondered if he should try one.
"Big shopkeeper, it was me who was abrupt. I didn't expect that Jiang Yan is young and has a big appetite."
Liu He was a little dissatisfied. One hundred and fifty thousand taels was enough for an enlightened painter to reach the peak of the Xuanling realm, but Jiang Yan was still waiting for a price and was so dissatisfied.
"Do you think my 150,000 taels is just to win over him?" Huang Wuling asked back.
"Is not it?"
Huang Wuling shook his head.
"This painting is worth at least 150,000 taels!"
"This is impossible. I have seen many wizards in Qingdu over the years, and I have never heard of a medium-quality painting being sold for this price."
"Medium grade?" Huang Wuling sneered, "You are a calligrapher, so you don't understand the mystery of this painting."
"Isn't it? I haven't reached the point where my eyesight is dim yet, right?" No matter how Liu He recalled it, this painting was always just a mid-range painting.
“If I’m not mistaken, the paper used for this painting is Wuyun Quicksand Paper.”
"I only know that among the three best papers in Xuan Guo, Chengxin paper, which is as smooth as spring ice and as dense as cocoons, can only be ranked third."
"The second one is the Five Clouds Quicksand Note. I have recently seen it on a heavenly painting. It is absolutely unmistakable.
This kind of paper is produced in a dangerous area of Jingshui River in Yunzhou. Silk and hemp fields are widely planted on both sides of the bank. When the water flows through, the silk and hemp will be washed away by the flowing water. After a hundred miles, it will be at a narrow outlet.
Salvage the silk and hemp.
The paper made by this method is washed with water and the patterns formed are like clouds and as delicate as water. Only a dozen sheets are produced every year, and most of them fall into the hands of the top painters in Xuan Kingdom."
"Look at the paints used in this painting of the tiger. They are all top-grade paints. Can a painting made with the best paper and paint be just a medium-grade painting?"
Huang Wuling's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"But I think Jiang Gu is not just pretending to be poor."
Liu He was a little puzzled. How could he have the Wuyun Quicksand Notes or the top-grade pigments if they were not worth thousands of gold?
When leaving Nanping Town, Lu Daoxuan gave Jiang Qian all the remaining paint and paper he used, so he had this picture of a fat tiger. He didn't know that the paint and paper had such a great reputation.
"Originally, I was prepared to win over or even subdue Jiang Gan, even if it cost a lot of money, but after seeing this painting, I changed my mind.
There must be an extremely skilled painter behind him. If he has a good relationship with Jiang Qian, he can even have a relationship with the person behind him."
Huang Wuling was a smart man and did not ask Jiang Chan to be a worshiper again and again. He knew that things must be reversed at the extremes, so being able to get Jiang Chan's promise was already a worthwhile trip.
"Uncle Liu, whenever Jiang Yan needs help in the future, you can use all the power of the Chamber of Commerce."
After spending so many years in Qingdu, Huang Wuling knew very well that he had reached a peak now. If he wanted to make a breakthrough, he must have a strong person behind him!
Tongbao Pavilion's business has become one of the biggest giants in Qingdu, but it does not rely on genuine products. As for the reputation of Tongbao Pavilion, these three words have long been notorious on the street.
Even so, Tongbao Pavilion's business was spread all over the Xuan Kingdom, and the only people relying on it were those two old Confucians who should have died long ago.
"Is it worth it?"
Liu He knew that Huang Wuling was very courageous, otherwise he would not have been able to create such a family business from scratch.
No matter how important Huang Wuling is to Jiang Yan, everything he said is just speculation without evidence. Just one guess will cost many years of hard work. This is a huge gamble!
"I actually know who the person who attacked our convoy this time is without guessing."
"You know?"
"Tongbao Pavilion Qian Fuhai"
"Haven't Qian Fuhai always had a very good relationship with us?"
"That was in the past, when Tongbao Pavilion almost monopolized all cultural treasure transactions in the Qing capital, especially paint and paper!
Wuling Trading Company has threatened his position in the Qing capital. If we want to go further, we will inevitably confront Qian Hong. This time, the secret operation of Chengcheng will touch the interests of Tongbao Pavilion.
This time Qian Hong invited me to a banquet, and he kept beating me overtly and covertly." Huang Wuling's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"If we can find someone to help us deal with those two damn old guys, I can send Tongbao Pavilion to the garbage dump."
"Can Jiang Yan and the people behind him really do it?" Liu He was a little doubtful.
"We will see. As long as there is a three-point chance of winning, I will risk all my wealth to give it a try."