Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

Chapter 207: Speak out

  Chapter 207 Tell the truth

  Li Mo also took out ten pieces of Jin Lishan Tripitaka from the Song Dynasty, and he still has more than 20 pieces in his hand, and he kept them for giving away later. Compared with those antique porcelains, this Tripitaka paper carries more humanistic atmosphere.

   "One piece is enough." Mr. Qin obviously couldn't help himself, as he could tell from his eyes.

   "Okay, I'll send back nine."

"Don't, it's so troublesome to take it back after taking it out." Old Qin held it in his hand like a baby, "You are so generous, I can't be stingy, you can choose one of the collections in my house if you like it later. .”

"Those are all your favorites, so I won't win others' love. But I would like to ask Mr. Qin for a handwritten calligraphy work with the cheek. No matter how open it is, I want to put your old works on display together in my small private museum."

  Mr. Qin looked up at him as if he didn't hear clearly.

   "Is my thin golden body really okay?"

"If you don't believe what I say, you should trust my eyesight. To be honest, your old calligraphy is really comparable to Song Huizong's thin gold body, regardless of their different identities and times. , your works have their own advantages and disadvantages when put together, and we may not be able to tell who is better.”

  Yes, in terms of eyesight, there are only a handful of people in the world who can match Li Mo. Although he doesn't have many collections now, each one has a great background. If they are exhibited together, how many people will visit each day?

   If anyone's calligraphy works can be displayed there together, it can be said to be a matter of lifelong reputation.

  Old Qin immediately figured out some things. He now has status and is not short of name, but the name before him and the name after him are two concepts.

  The great calligraphers and painters in history have been famous for thousands of years, precisely because of their works, but neglected their own personal charm.

   "You gave me a problem today. I'll think about it later. By the way, there are a few in my collection that are very good. Go and have a look later."

  Old Qin laughed, which means he agreed to Li Mo's request.

  The old poet is a little envious. This is a good opportunity to pass on the Ming Dynasty through the ages. In a few hundred years, future generations may also remember that there was such a great collector and calligrapher as "Qin Zhongxian" in history.

   "Grandpa Qin, did you come here today to fight with my grandpa again?"

   "Being disturbed by this Tripitaka paper, I forgot about my business. The old chief's health has been a little sick these days, and I thought about going to visit him together today."

  Shi Lao stood up from the stone bench, and said anxiously: "Why didn't I get any news, how is the situation?"

   "The old chief didn't tell anyone. If I didn't ask the boss of the family, I wouldn't know. Maybe he was afraid that we would get angry."

"I'll go in and change clothes, I'll go now." Shi Lao went into the house and changed clothes, walked to the yard and said, "Xiao Mo, you practice here by yourself, go out to have a meal with Xiao Li at noon. If she does , so she can eat it by herself."

   "Grandpa, why do you say that to your granddaughter? The instant noodles I make are quite delicious."

   "So you can eat it yourself."

  Mr. Shi and Mr. Qin left together, and only Li Mo and Shi Yunli were left in the courtyard. She picked up the teapot and said, "I'll go and add some boiling water for you."

"Thanks."

  Li Mo set up Tai Chi starting postures in the courtyard, and then slowly practiced. He has now learned seventy-three strokes, and he can basically strike a posture in a decent manner.

  Shi Yunli was bored, so she took a book and lay on a wicker chair in the yard, basking in the sun. The weather at the end of October is just right. According to the changes of the seasons in the past, the weather may drop off a cliff in a dozen days. At the end of November and December, several heavy snowfalls are normal.

  Li Mo rehearsed three times in a row, and he was sweating a little before finishing his work. He drank a few large glasses of warm water and said, "What is your brother up to lately?"

"Do your own research, don't look at him young, he is a weapon expert. He is proficient in all kinds of firearms and has won shooting championships many times. I heard that the restaurant you jointly opened is about to open, right? "

   "It should be in the next few days, when I have time to taste the chef's craftsmanship."

  Shi Yunli stood up from the rattan chair, and glanced at Li Mo who was jumping in place. She seemed to see something familiar from him, but she just couldn't remember it.

   "Is there something dirty on my face?" Li Mo wiped his face.

   "No." Shi Yunli shook her head, said with a slight smile, "I was wondering how that cold person like Qin Sirui would fall in love with you, you two have completely different personalities."

   "Miss Shi, there are some things that cannot be said casually."

   "If you don't say it, I won't say it. Anyway, I heard a lot of news. It is said that you and Li Jiayu fought openly and covertly for Qin Sirui several times. In the end, Li Jiayu was out and lost to Kyoto."

  Who told this story? It's just too bloody. Li Mo's face was not good-looking, he was silent for a while before shaking his head and said: "We are not from the same world."

   "Then you have a girl you like?" Shi Yunli's eyes lit up, as if she had discovered a new world, and such gossip was her favorite.

   "Yes, we played together, went to school together, and grew up together when we were young." A figure appeared in Li Mo's mind, which had been buried in his heart for many years.

   "So the two of you are still childhood sweethearts, two little guesses. Tell me, where has the development between you been?"

  Shi Yunli became more and more curious.

   "Why should I tell you?" Li Mo raised his eyebrows, ready to practice Tai Chi again.

"Li Mo, in fact, the first time I saw you, I felt that you were very close, as if we were brother and sister. Look, what's wrong with a brother telling his sister a little bit of his thoughts? Besides, you seem hesitant to speak , It’s obviously a secret love, unrequited love. It’s not okay to do this in the long run, you will get mental illness, tell me, how about I help you refer as a woman?”

  What brothers and sisters, obviously you like to gossip.

  However, Li Mo also felt that although the two met for the first time, there seemed to be no strangeness, just like meeting her brother Shibin for the first time, and there was no sense of distance, which was a bit strange.

   "Come on, have a cup of tea. If you don't want to say it, then I'll take a guess and see if I'm right?"

Shi Yunli pushed Li Mo to sit on the stone bench, first poured him a cup of tea, and then said slowly: "I heard about you from grandpa, your real fortune began in May this year, here You used to be just an ordinary person, and you studied antiques and miscellaneous things with your master after studying. So although you have a girl who grew up with you as a childhood sweetheart, you dare not confess your love to her because you are ordinary, and you are afraid that the other party will reject you, so you just Can always be a secret love."

  Li Mo looked at Shi Yunli's half-smile face, and stammered, "You... how do you know?"

"But after you make a fortune, your rising speed is unstoppable. Your wealth, status, and interpersonal relationship are expanding rapidly. At this time, you dare not confess to her, because you are afraid of bringing a lot of ideological pressure to her. , I'm afraid that she will be judged and said that she fell in love with you because she fell in love with you."

   "How do you know?" Li Mo's eyes widened as he heard that, his mind was guessed.

"In addition, you are still worried. Even if you confess to her, if she still doesn't like you, if she still may reject you, what should you do then? So when you face her, tell her from the heart Still not confident enough, is it?"

  Li Mo looked like a ghost, he was actually a little nervous, so he picked up a cup of tea and sipped it.

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  (end of this chapter)

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