(BL)Slag Gong walks the career line in the crematorium (MTL)

Chapter 37

Chapter 37

    There is a size requirement for the participating paintings. The ordinary paintings that Qi Yuyu painted in his spare time could not be directly submitted for selection, and he just planned to paint a new one.

    After much deliberation, Qi Yuyu gave up oil painting and planned to paint a Chinese painting. He took some time to buy painting paper. After Lin Hanchuan found out, he also accompanied him.

    Ordinary painting paper can be bought online, but the older the rice paper for traditional Chinese painting, the better. The older the painting paper, the rarer and more expensive it is. Ordinary shops do not have it, but you can only find it in the antique street.

    The Antique Street in Qingzhou City is very antique. The ground is paved with slate bricks. The buildings on both sides of the street are all mahogany with a uniform style. There are decorative lanterns hanging under the eaves. At first glance, it seems like crossing.

    Perhaps because of the working day, there are few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally a few passers-by have clear goals.

    "This store has been open for many years, and it sells some ancient paintings and inkstones at the same time." Qi Yuyu is also one of the clear goals. "The things in his house are mixed, and it all depends on eyesight.

    " Like a black shop, Lin Hanchuan thought for a while, and pulled out a little memory from Yi Qionglou's memory.

    The ecology of Antique Street is different from other places. There is no difference between true and false, only whether it is worth it. A Tang Sancai that imitates the Tang Dynasty is both fake and genuine. If you get it at the price of the original, it is worth it. If you take a wrong look and get it at the price of the Tang Dynasty, it is not worth it.

    "You are an acquaintance, so he doesn't cheat on you?" Lin Hanchuan was curious.

    Qi Yuyu shook his head: "It's not wrong to take a picture of the pit."

    Even because he is a regular customer, the pit is easier.

    Lin Hanchuan was speechless for a moment. He looked at the quaint and unremarkable shop in front of him and slowed down.

    The shop was deserted and deserted. The boss was sitting on the reclining chair and playing with his mobile phone. Out of the corner of his eye, he felt someone coming in and greeted him perfunctorily: "Welcome, you can see what you like."

    Lin Hanchuan looked at this small shop with great interest. The jade in the glass counter was neatly arranged, and in another glass cabinet were some antique and delicate ornaments. At first glance, all of them were very real.

    Lin Hanchuan didn't know much about antiques and jade, but he glanced at the paintings hanging on the wall and questioned the authenticity of everything in the store.

    Qi Yuyu said straight to the point: "Buy rice paper, the older the better." The

    boss stopped playing the game, and the character he manipulated was quickly killed by the boss, he clicked his tongue, and put the phone back in his pocket: "How many do I have? The old paper that the knife has been kept for a few years and can't bear to get it, came from the Cao family in Jingxian County, 70 years."

    Such a small shop actually has such good things, Lin Hanchuan was also interested and said: "Take the things out and look at them. Look." The

    world's rice paper comes out of Jing County, and the Cao family is the most important. The Cao family has made paper for generations and is a famous family of rice paper. If you push it forward a few years, the rice paper of the Cao family will be sent directly to the palace. The king of Tao.