People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

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He Daqing said hehe, "Why, the one who tilts the spoon is not worthy of holding a writing brush?"

"Haitang, you underestimate godfather too much."

"Just wait and see."

Yu Haitang was dumbfounded.

Uh, I'm afraid this guy is going to be serious.

Can he really do it?

After closing the door, Yu Haitang went to the desk to have a look.

I didn't see what was drawn.

She continued to observe patiently.

He Daqing lifted the brush with an extremely chic posture, and after a few clicks, he finished drawing a shrimp

When Yu Haitang saw it, his eyes widened.

Although it is an ink painting, the painting is too realistic, it is almost lifelike, this technique is absolutely amazing.

She said dumbfounded, "Godfather, your level is good enough."

"Master Baishi's level is just like this."

"Tsk tsk tsk, people can't be judged by their appearance, and sea water can't be measured."

He Daqing was too lazy to talk nonsense with her.

I continued to draw a few more shrimps, each with different movements, but the standard was kept quite high.

Yu Haitang was convinced.

03 didn't expect to kill her.

This old bastard is actually an artist.

The contrast is a bit big.

Yu Haitang couldn't help but said, "Godfather, when did you practice?"

"Why don't I know?"

in her heart.

He Daqing is just a greasy cook and old critic, nothing else.

Never expected that He Daqing actually had an elegant side.

His attainments in painting and calligraphy are extremely high.

In order to collect ancient paintings, Yu Haitang recently bought a lot of related books from the Xinshuhua store as a second-hand dealer.

She could tell that He Daqing's level was by no means ordinary, but rather a master.

So what's going on?

He Daqing said, "Haitang, there are many things you don't know."

"Could it be that the godfather or the master of calligraphy also wants to tell you?"

The corner of Yu Haitang's mouth twitched.

I am Nima!

As for Versailles, it still depends on Uncle He.

This is too much to pretend.

She said, "I don't believe it, please write a few and let me have a look."

He Daqing smiled lightly, picked up a pen and wrote a few words immediately.

Yu Haitang watched the whole process, her eyeballs almost fell out.

Good guy!The factory flower called it a good guy!

This word is too beautiful.

It is completely possible to break the wrist with the great calligrapher Qi Gong.

It means that this bad old man is actually excellent in painting and calligraphy.

Not only the level of ink painting is first-class, but also the level of calligraphy is the level of masters.

Yu Haitang rolled her eyes and said quickly, "Godfather, I like this calligraphy and painting very much.

"You can do it, and give it to me."

He Daqing sneered.

Yu Haitang, oh Yu Haitang, you are thinking of farting.

Want to prostitute master calligraphy and painting for free?There are no doors.

He Daqing waved his hands and said, "That's impossible."

"Don't think about that."

With that said, he put away the painting.

Yu Haitang was a little surprised.

Not so much.

No matter how high your level is, even if you have reached the super first-class level of the Celestial Dynasty.

But so hidden, who would know?

Is this a little too petty?

Yu Haitang complained, "Godfather, you are too stingy."

"You don't care about others anymore."

"I can't bear to give up a mere painting."

"Humph!"

"Don't ask me to do this or that again in the future."

He Daqing said, "Haitang, you don't even know the value of this painting."

"In a few decades, it will be no problem to buy a house with it."

"So, the value is not low."

"There's no reason to give it to you for nothing."

Yu Haitang was a little disdainful.

Blow it!Just blow hard!

Nowadays, the top painters of the Chinese dynasty cost only a few dozen or a hundred yuan for a painting. With this money, where can they buy a house.

It's already a high price.

Besides, there is no concept of commercial housing nowadays.

Buying and selling houses is not allowed.

Yu Haitang said, "I don't believe it."

He Daqing was delighted, "I don't want you to believe me."

"You little girl, you have long hair but short knowledge."

"Come on, let's talk about something."

"Why did you come to find your godfather?"

Yu Haitang said, "Mo mistake, it's getting too far."

"Let's talk about painting now."

"I really like your calligraphy and painting. I want to take it back and frame it and hang it on the wall."

"Just do me a favor and do me a favor."

He Daqing still shook his head and said, "Impossible."

"Even if you want your godfather to give you three turns and one ring."

"It's not a big problem."

"Just look at your performance."

"However, don't dream about the painting I gave you."

Yu Haitang was completely dumbfounded.

This old man thinks too highly of himself.

That's right, this calligraphy and painting is indeed at the level of a master, but so what.

Is it really more expensive than three turns and one sound?

Nowadays, it costs at least 500 yuan to buy a complete set of three turns and one ring, and you have to ask for various tickets, which is not an ordinary trouble.

Co-author He Daqing means that his broken painting is far more than five hundred.

Yu Haitang felt it in her heart.

The poor old man is so bloated that he literally floats into the sky.

Is it so exaggerated?

She said, "Then I don't want to paint."

"You send me three turns and one ring."

He Daqing was happy, and said, "No problem."

"Small idea."

"I can give you another TV."

Now, Yu Haitang didn't dare to say anything.

How does she feel.

This is another big pit.