The best perspective expert

Chapter 28 The Frog at the Bottom of the Well
Han Zhenyang sneered, "Old Zhao is in good health and is not sick at all!"

"Hahaha, what a joke, will you faint if you are not sick?"

"A frog in a well dares to talk about the world, what do you know? Get out of the way!" Seeing that old man Zhao's face turned paler, Han Zhenyang stopped being polite and pushed Xue Pengfei away.

"Mingming, do you believe him?" Seeing that he couldn't stop Han Zhenyang, Xue Pengfei rolled his eyes and threw the question to the anxious Zhao Yiming, the provocative meaning in his words was obvious.

Zhao Yiming didn't think too much about it. At this time, whoever can save her grandfather is her benefactor. As for identity, is it important?Besides, Zhao Yiming has a good impression of Han Zhenyang, a big boy who looks like a tall man and looks like a muscular man, but is actually quite civilized. He is much better than Xue Pengfei who is constantly making noise, so he nodded subconsciously. "I believe."

Zhao Yiming's "I believe it" made Han Zhenyang give him a thumbs up, and he was short of saying "know the goods".

But now is not the time for chatting, Han Zhenyang asked old man Zhao to lie flat on the paper shell handed over by passers-by, lifted his shirt, and began to do massage.Of course, posture is not important, what matters is aura.

He controlled the aura to infiltrate into Old Man Zhao's body. To his surprise, as soon as his aura entered into Old Man Zhao's body, it seemed as if he had entered a winding river, following the river without his control. Flowing and circling.

This is the meridian?
Han Zhenyang's eyes widened in surprise, it turned out that there really is such a thing as meridians.He couldn't see the existence of meridians, but he could see the trajectory of spiritual energy running along the meridians.While being amazed, he quietly wrote down the flow trajectory of the spiritual energy. His current memory is extraordinary, not to mention that the flow trajectory of the spiritual energy directly forms a three-dimensional three-dimensional image in the perspective mode, which is very realistic and better than the common flat meridian diagram I remember too much.

After a few cycles, he withdrew his spiritual energy calmly, then wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and stood up with a tired look on his face, "It's okay, I'll wake up after a while."

He had already realized that old man Zhao's sudden fainting was not due to illness at all, but because of the shining golden cloth bag Buddha purple sand standing statue, but he really didn't know what happened.Now he has given old man Zhao a bit of spiritual energy, which is enough to ensure that old man Zhao will not pass out to death. As for when he will wake up, only God knows.

But his words fell into Xue Pengfei's ears, and it was like a joke, he sneered: "This is your first aid technique? All the witches and gods in the countryside are more professional than you! Are you from veterinary medicine?"

"Hehe, you said I'm a veterinarian? Then who is Mr. Zhao who was awakened by me?" Han Zhenyang sneered, pointing to Mr. Zhao on the ground.

Xue Pengfei followed Han Zhenyang's fingers and turned his head to look, only to find that old man Zhao had opened his eyes at some point, and was staring at him expressionlessly, which made him palpitate, and immediately wanted to admit his mistake.

But Qiao Shengnan couldn't bear it anymore, pointed at him and shouted angrily: "How far, how far, how far, I have never seen such a cheeky bitch, why did my little Han provoke you so much? ? Teacher Zhao has a good face, but you think the old man is easy to bully, right? Mingming is embarrassed to scold you, but you frankly push your nose and face forward, where is your face? Teacher Zhao fainted, but you Stop Xiao Han from being rescued, what are you thinking?"

After some scolding, Xue Pengfei's face turned red, and he turned his head to look around. He was even more panicked when he saw the expressionless old man Zhao and the disgusted Zhao Yiming.In the final analysis, he has all these things now based on the fact that he is a student of old man Zhao. Once this relationship is severed, he will have no future in this circle.

Thinking of this, he immediately poured all his hatred on Han Zhenyang, "The water is long and the mountains are far away, let's wait and see, this matter will never end with you!"

Bark of the Negative Dog!

Such a word flashed through Han Zhenyang's mind, and he sneered, "Waiting for you at any time!" Then he helped old man Zhao up, "Old Zhao, how do you feel?"

"It's fortunate that you are here, otherwise the old man will go to see the patriarch." The old man Zhao chuckled, and then said shamelessly: "The disciple is not good, so please don't be offended."

Han Zhenyang smiled, "I'm afraid he is not your disciple?"

"I see clearly," old man Zhao smiled, because this Xue Pengfei really cannot be regarded as his disciple, because in traditional industries, the relationship between apprentice and master is quite close, not weaker than that of father and son, but this Xue Pengfei can only be regarded as His students, like the students in the school, don't matter when they leave the school.

It's just that Xue Pengfei is quite a clever person, and he is often busy serving him. After a long time, others regard him as the old man Zhao's apprentice.Old man Zhao disdained to explain this unnecessary misunderstanding, but Xue Pengfei wished that the misunderstanding would deepen as much as possible.Over the years, Xue Pengfei has made a lot of money under the name of old man Zhao's apprentice.It's a pity that a fake is a fake. When he was in Zisha Xiaozhu, Han Zhenyang noticed this from the conversations of everyone, so he didn't take Xue Pengfei seriously at all.

The old man Zhao stood up and took two steps. The smiling Han Zhenyang gave a thumbs up, "I didn't expect you to know medical skills."

"Know some massage and first aid techniques," Han Zhenyang was not modest, but he quickly changed the subject, "Old Zhao, what happened to you just now?"

The old man Zhao glanced at the Budai Buddha in Han Zhenyang's arms with lingering fear, then shook his head, "It's probably because the blood sugar is too low," he said tentatively and asked, "Little friend, don't you feel anything special when you hold it?"

This old man Zhao is really not an ordinary person, he can find the abnormality of this Buddha statue, could it be that he is of the same kind as himself?Thinking of this, Han Zhenyang nodded hesitantly, "A little bit, but it's not obvious."

"So, you have also practiced Qigong?" Old man Zhao was overjoyed when he saw this, and grabbed Han Zhenyang's arm.

"Well, I know a little bit of qigong massage, I used it when I saved you just now."

"As expected, it's no wonder you were able to wake me up," Old Man Zhao was overjoyed and held on to Han Zhenyang, insisting on discussing the secrets of cultivation with him.

Han Zhenyang didn't understand these things, so he could only half-cover up and say some specious things to deal with it. Anyway, he wrote down the running track of old man Zhao's meridians, and he could get to the point by just talking about it.But even so, old man Zhao was overjoyed, because what Han Zhenyang said was not worth mentioning in the perspective mode, but old man Zhao could only feel it out, it was as vague as looking at flowers in a fog, after being pointed out by Han Zhenyang , suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, and wished to invite Han Zhenyang to have a long talk.

Until Zhao Yiming couldn't stand it anymore, "Grandpa, is this how you treat your savior?"

Only then did the old man Zhao realize that he had lost his composure, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said to Han Zhenyang: "Go, go to my house, let Mingming cook, my granddaughter, I can only get this cooking skill shot."

The old man Zhao also lives in a villa, which is located in the urban area, surrounded by green trees and streams, which is in stark contrast to the noisy surroundings. Several grades.

Qiao Shengnan quietly introduced to him, saying that the villa here cannot be bought without nine figures.

After sitting down in the living room, Han Zhenyang was completely convinced, because the decoration in this room is really amazing, the paintings on the walls are made of stone, the pair of large blue and white vases at the door are from the Qianlong period, and the porcelain paintings on the combination screen are beads. For Shanbayou, even the sofa, coffee table and small wooden stools are made of old lobular red sandalwood.

He quietly calculated an account, and the decorations he saw alone were worth more than the entire villa.

The most important thing is that most of these decorations are very inconspicuous, and they look quite simple. If a layman comes in, he would never have guessed that the large vases randomly placed on both sides of the entrance are actually extremely high-quality blue and white porcelain worth millions.

If he had such a pair of big bottles, he wished he could hide them where no one could find them. How dare he put them so generously at the door?But old man Zhao dared.Perhaps, in the eyes of these truly rich people, no matter how valuable this bottle is, it is just an ornament.Ornaments should naturally be placed where they should be.

Seeing this, he understood what low-key luxury is.

In addition to these seemingly simple but invaluable decorations, there are more purple clay wares in the house, and the shadow of purple sand wares can be seen everywhere. Even the saucers and tea trays are made of purple sand, and it is obvious that it is the old man Zhao himself. s work.

With old man Zhao's current net worth, these large and small items are also worth a lot, and it is not a problem to sell them for 800 million yuan.

After eating the lunch cooked by Zhao Yiming himself, the old man Zhao invited Han Zhenyang to visit his personal studio.

The old man's studio area is quite large, the decoration is bright and atmospheric, it is quite modern, and the color is warmer. There are all kinds of purple clay wares displayed everywhere, which are the works of the old man in various periods. The work of the Hundred Flowers Gold Award for Fine Arts, a flower pot named "Small Bridge and Flowing Water".

The shape of this pot is very unique, very similar to the small stone bridges common in Jinling area. The exquisite design makes the inside and outside of this pot permeated with the unique graceful atmosphere of Jiangnan Water Town.

After Han Zhenyang got permission, he held it in his hand and tasted it carefully, feeling admiration spontaneously.The level of this national master of arts and crafts is really not blown out. Leaving aside the advantages of exquisite conception and exquisite craftsmanship, it is not easy to portray the unique charm of the water town, so that he saw the first pot of this pot. At first glance, I thought it was a small bridge.

In addition to the Hundred Flowers Gold Award, there are dozens of other award-winning works, and most of them are gold awards. The silver and bronze awards are not worth displaying alone.

(End of this chapter)