Li Mo also took out ten pieces of Jinlishan Tripitaka paper from the Song Dynasty. He still had more than twenty pieces in his hand, which he kept for giving away to others in the future. Compared with those antique porcelains, this Tripitaka paper carries more of a humanistic atmosphere.
"One piece is enough." Mr. Qin obviously didn't mean what he said, and it could be seen from the look in his eyes.
"Okay, I'll send back nine."
"No, it's so troublesome to take it out and then take it back again." Mr. Qin held it in his hand like a baby, "You are so generous, I can't be stingy. If you like the collection at home, you can pick one." .”
"Those are your favorites, so I won't take away anyone's love. But I want to shamelessly ask Mr. Qin for a handwritten calligraphy work. The thin gold calligraphy you wrote is already in full swing. I will wait for Xiang Yu's treasure next year. No matter what, I would like to display your old works together in my small private museum."
Mr. Qin looked up and stared at him as if he didn't hear clearly.
"Is my thin gold body really good?"
"If you don't believe what I say, you should believe my eyesight. To be honest, your old calligraphy is really comparable to Song Huizong's thin gold calligraphy, regardless of their different identities and eras. , your works have their own merits when put together, I’m not sure which one is better.”
Yes, when it comes to eyesight, there are only a handful of people in the world who can rival Li Mo. Although his current collection is not large, each piece has a great background. If they were exhibited together, how much traffic would there be every day?
If someone's calligraphy works can be displayed together there, it can be said to be a matter of lifelong reputation.
Mr. Qin immediately figured out something. He now has status and a name, but his name before his death and his name after his death are two different concepts.
The reason why the great calligraphers and painters in history can remain famous throughout the ages is precisely because of their works, but their own personal charm has been ignored.
"You've posed a problem for me now. I'll think about it carefully later. By the way, there are some very good ones in my collection. You can take a look later."
Mr. Qin laughed, which meant he agreed to Li Mo's request.
Shi Lao is a little envious. This is a good opportunity for the Ming Dynasty to be passed down through the ages. In a few hundred years, future generations may remember that there was such a great collector and great calligrapher as "Qin Zhongxian" in history.
"Grandpa Qin, how many games did you come here to play with my grandpa again today?"
"I was so disturbed by this Tripitaka paper that I forgot about the main business. The old leader has been a little sick these days, and I thought we would go visit him together today."
Shilao stood up from the stone bench and said anxiously: "Why didn't I get the news? How is the situation?"
"The old chief didn't tell anyone. If I hadn't asked the eldest brother in the family, I wouldn't have known. Maybe he was afraid that we would get angry in a hurry."
"I'll go in and change my clothes. I'll go there now." Shi Lao went into the house and changed his clothes, then walked to the yard and said, "Xiao Mo, you practice here by yourself. You can go out for a meal with Xiao Li at noon. If she does , she can only eat it by herself."
"Grandpa, you can say that about your granddaughter. The instant noodles I make are quite delicious."
"That's why you can eat it yourself."
Mr. Shi and Mr. Qin left together, leaving Li Mo and Shi Yunli alone in the courtyard. She picked up the teapot and said, "I'll add some boiling water for you."
"Thanks."
Li Mo opened the Tai Chi starting position in the courtyard, and then slowly started practicing. He has now learned seventy-three moves, and can basically perform a decent posture.
Shi Yunli was bored, so she took a book and lay on a wicker chair in the courtyard, basking in the sun. The weather at the end of October is just right. According to past seasonal changes, the weather may drop off a cliff in a dozen days. A few heavy snowfalls are normal in late November and December.
Li Mo practiced three times in a row, sweating slightly before he stopped. He drank several large glasses of warm water and said, "What is your brother busy with recently?"
"Do your own research. Even though he is young, he is a weapons expert. He is proficient in all kinds of firearms and has won many shooting championships. I heard that the restaurant you jointly opened is about to open, right? "
"It should be in the next few days. Then I will have time to try the chef's skills."
Shi Yunli stood up from the wicker chair and glanced at Li Mo, who was jumping on the spot. She seemed to see some familiar shadow 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, smiled softly and said, "I was wondering how Qin Sirui, a cold person, could fall in love with you. You two have completely different personalities."
"Miss Shi, there are some things you shouldn't say casually."
"If you don't say it, don't say it. Anyway, I heard a lot of news. It said that you and Li Jiayu fought openly and secretly several times to compete for Qin Sirui. In the end, Li Jiayu was eliminated and defeated in Kyoto."
Who on earth spread this story? It’s so ridiculously made up. Li Mo's face turned ugly. He was silent for a while before shaking his head and saying, "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. Such gossip was what she loved to hear.
"Yes, we played together when we were children, went to school together, and grew up together." A figure appeared in Li Mo's mind, which has been buried in his heart for many years.
"So you two are still childhood sweethearts. Tell me, how far has your relationship developed?"
Shi Yunli's curiosity became more and more intense.
"Why should I tell you?" Li Mo raised his eyebrows and prepared to practice Tai Chi again.
"Li Mo, actually the first time I saw you, I felt that you were very close, as if we were brothers and sisters. Look, what's wrong with an older brother telling his younger sister what he's thinking? Besides, you look like you're hesitant to speak. , it’s obviously a secret love, unrequited love. This won’t work for a long time, you will suffer from mental illness, tell me, how about I help you as a woman for reference?”
What brother and sister, obviously you like gossip, okay?
However, Li Mo also felt that although the two met for the first time, there seemed to be no sense of strangeness, just like the first time they met her brother Shibin, there was no sense of distance, which was a bit strange.
"Come on, let's have a cup of tea. If you don't want to tell me, then I'll guess and see if I'm right?"
Shi Yunli pushed Li Mo to sit on the stone bench, poured him a cup of tea first, and then said slowly: "I heard my grandpa talking about you. Your real rise started in May this year. Here, In the past, you were just an ordinary person, studying antiques and miscellaneous matters with your master after school. So although you had a girl you grew up with as your childhood sweetheart, you did not dare to confess to her because you were ordinary and were afraid that the other party would reject you, so you just It can always be a secret love."
Li Mo looked at Shi Yunli's half-smiling face and stammered: "You...how did you know?"
"But after you become successful, your rise will be unstoppable. Your wealth, status, and interpersonal relationships are expanding rapidly. At this time, you don't dare to confess to her because you are afraid of bringing a lot of ideological pressure to her. , afraid that she will be pointed out and said that she fell in love with you because she fell in love with your wealth."
"How did you know?" Li Mo's eyes widened as he listened, and his thoughts were guessed.
"In addition, you are still worried that even if you confess your love to her, if she still doesn't like you, if she may still reject you, what will you do then? So when you face her, from the heart You’re still not confident enough, are you?”
Li Mo looked like he had seen a ghost. He was actually a little nervous. He picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.
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