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Marrying into Her Family

Chapter: 135

Zhang Xuan looked at this solemn look of Lin Qinghan and felt a little funny, this woman, when dealing with several million business, was not as nervous as now, right?
“Okay, okay, I’ve remembered everything.” Zhang Xuan waved an OK gesture.
“Also, there are many kinds of oil brushes, flat-tipped, hazel-shaped, fan-shaped, what are they for, you hurry to look up the Internet, these are the most basic things, two oil paintings in the room, the sunrise is just short of some base color, and so on you take the pen to casually smear the paint, a little gentler action is fine, understand? Try to muddle through, and then we go to dinner, this thing even if it is over.”
“Don’t worry, don’t worry.” Zhang Xuan raised his arms and put them on Lin Qinghan’s shoulders respectively, “When have you ever seen me go wrong?”
“Hmm?” Lin Qinghan thought for a moment, it seems that the things explained to Zhang Xuan, he really has not gone wrong.
Lin Qinghan was just about to open his mouth to say something else when he saw Fang Lu come out of the study.
“Mr. Zhang, that sunrise in your room can be said to be a complete and utter restoration of Master Filger’s original work, you also like Master Filger’s work?”
“Yes.” Zhang Xuan nodded, “Qing Han and I, we met at Master Filger’s painting exhibition, Master Filger’s works, brought me this wonderful bond.”
“Mr. Zhang, you’re really a romantic person.” Fang Lu’s gaze hovered back and forth between Zhang Xuan and Lin Qinghan, with a complex look in his eyes, “I wonder what Mr. Zhang has been studying lately, I see that Mr. Zhang has prepared a lot of Xuan paper, is he planning to further his studies in Chinese painting?”
“Well, there is a little idea in this regard.” Zhang Xuan nodded, “But Chinese painting is too profound, it is difficult to make achievements for a while, this time Mr. Fang came, I hope he can give me a few pointers.”
“Haha, Mr. Zhang overpraise, look at Mr. Zhang that sunrise, painting skills are not below me, how come what to mention or not to mention, if Mr. Zhang has time, we can go together to drink gallery tea.”
As soon as they heard Fang Lu say the three words gallery tea, Lin Qinghan and Milan’s faces changed at the same time, Lin Qinghan even gave Zhang Xuan a wink, meaning that Zhang Xuan should not agree.
“Of course, anytime.” Zhang Xuan smiled and replied.
“Choose a day rather than a day, it is now the point of lunch again, there should be quite a few people in the gallery teahouse, let’s go now.”
Several people left the apartment one after another and each got into their own cars, Lin Qinghan drove her Mercedes GT, carrying Zhang Xuan, and drove on the road.
“Why did you promise him to drink gallery tea?” The face of Lin Qinghan, who was driving, looked very unpleasant.
“Weren’t you the one who said to go to dinner as soon as possible? He brought it up, so I promised ah.” Zhang Xuan replied as a matter of course.
“You! Ai!” Lin Qinghan looked at Zhang Xuan, sighed heavily and shook his head, “It’s not your fault, the gallery tea thing, it’s a fancy word in the industry, it’s not just going to dinner.”
“What do you mean?” Zhang Xuan asked curiously, he had never really heard of gallery tea.
“The so-called gallery tea, refers to a tea restaurant dedicated to the discussion of painting, the capital of each province has such a place, the gallery tea has a rule, each meal, will take out a painting, for those present to discuss, painting style, identify the authenticity, dare to drink gallery tea, that are quite established in this area of painting, Fang Lu shouted you to drink gallery tea, is to want to in this area and You compare ah.”
“So that’s how it is.” Zhang Xuan nodded thoughtfully, has been, he contacted, are internationally famous painting masters, see all the real, indeed have not heard of the gallery tea.
Yinzhou Aiyi River, there is a wooden bridge, the bridge is dark red, full of age, walk along the bridge, across the Aiyi River, there is a wooden house, wooden house is not large, ancient, standing in the middle of the Aiyi River, wooden house above, there are cooking smoke, this, is the gallery tea in Yinzhou City.
This tea restaurant, very famous in Yinzhou City, here only do vegetarian dishes, excellent taste, there are many rich people want to come here to enjoy a meal, but here is not everyone will receive, the most basic, you need to have a painting association membership, in order to dine here, because, here is the place to drink gallery tea, eat food and drink is small, common discussion on painting is big.
After Fang Lu showed his identity as a senior member of the Yanjing Painting Association, it was natural to be received.
Do not look at Lin Qinghan is the richest person in Yinzhou City, but this tea restaurant, she is also the first time to come, full of a sense of fresh curiosity.
The restaurant is built on the water, the whole restaurant, are built from wooden boards, people just stand inside, will feel a kind of out of the dust mood, as if back to that ancient era, the literati, laughing freely.
The area of the restaurant is not large, the entire dining lobby, but a hundred square feet, a total of sixteen wooden tables, each table is clean, a table can sit up to six people.
The wall panels around the restaurant are hung with Chinese paintings for people to enjoy.
Zhang Xuan five people sitting at a corner wooden table, casually asked for a pot of tea, ordered some vegetarian dishes, for delicious, they did not pursue too much, after all, now this table, there are three international level chefs, really want to eat delicious, which are not as good as their own.
At this point in the restaurant, there are still two tables of people sitting, are asking for a pot of tea, holding a drawing board, with the wolf’s hair in their hands to write on the board.
Soon, several plates of exquisite vegetarian dishes were placed in front of Zhang Xuan five people, scattering aroma, five people eating dishes while chatting, no one mentioned about the painting, but rather chatting about some interesting things in school, which makes Lin please Han breathe a sigh of relief, but any less chat, the chance of revealing a point, just on the way here, she has been urging Zhang Xuan to look up knowledge about Chinese painting on the Internet, but how much can you look up?
In the process of several people chatting, the restaurant is getting more and more people.
The sixteen tables in the restaurant were all full, and there were people who came and left unhappily because there were no more seats.
Lin Qinghan three women, although sitting in the corner, but has become the most beautiful line of scenery in the restaurant, even there are painters, has waved the brush, for the three women to do a portrait.
“A few of you look new, first time here, right?” A middle-aged man with a somewhat obese figure, could not help but come up to talk, “I am Wan Yichang, operating a small painting boat in Yinzhou.”
The obese middle-aged man handed a business card to Zhang Xuan on their table, or to be precise, to Lin Qinghan’s three women.
“Boss Wan, if your boat is only a small one, then I am not even a boat, there is only one boat in Yinzhou City with more than 800 square meters.” The person sitting at the same table with Wan Yichang said loudly.

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