Chief Ji hadn't even taken two sips of his tea when he said in disbelief, "So fast, Xiangnan, you wouldn't just draw a few strokes, would you?"
Xiangnan smiled and said, "It's true that they are just two random strokes, but they should be acceptable."
Chief Ji couldn't wait to walk over with a cup of tea and take a look. On a blade of grass stood a small bird with a long beak. It was very simple and plain, and could indeed be drawn with just two or three strokes.
But... the feeling she creates makes people feel that this is not just a blade of grass or a bird, but a small world, a lonely, ethereal world without worldly worries.
Chief Ji praised: "Xiangnan, you don't look like you are in your twenties."
If you just look at the paintings, he would believe that the painter is in his seventies or eighties.
This is not something that a young and lively girl would draw, but it was indeed drawn by Xiangnan, and he watched her draw it.
This is not just a talent for painting, it is a kind of insight into oneself.
Huo De was also surprised. He was surprised that Xiang Nan had such profound skills in landscape ink painting before, but now he was even more surprised that she could be so minimalist.
This painting is simple, yet not simple. Others may be able to draw such grass and birds with a few strokes, but they cannot capture the artistic conception that she has.
Huo De didn't know how to describe it. He had seen paintings drawn by people with just a few strokes before, and that person was a master of Chinese painting, but... he was not as good as Xiang Nan at all.
This is definitely not a filter for his wife. He is just appreciating it from the perspective of an admirer. He really likes Xiangnan's painting.
"One flower, one world; one leaf, one Tathagata." Chief Ji sighed softly, "Xiangnan, you and Buddha must be destined to be together."
Xiangnan smiled and said, "There are many wonders in the world. A leaf might be a Tathagata."
Chief Ji patted Huo De and said, "You are a good choice. No wonder you are not married at the age of 28. It turns out you haven't met the right person yet."
Huo De wanted to say that he had not met the right person. If he had met the right person, just by listening to her voice and what she said, he would know whether this girl was capable, whether she was insightful, and whether she was suitable for him.
He knew Xiangnan was intelligent; he had sensed it since their first phone call, but he hadn't expected him to be so intelligent and talented.
There is pressure. Hood really feels pressure. As the leader of the group, he may not even be worthy of his wife.
There was a group of people standing outside the study, crowded together, and accidentally pushed the door open.
Several people were squeezed in, and Chief Ji looked up: "What are you doing! If you want to watch, just watch it openly. What's the point of doing it secretly?
Come here, come here, don’t you just want to see Xiangnan’s paintings? It’s good to come and appreciate them, otherwise you won’t know what a true master is.”
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"Commander, I'm just a hobby, but I can't compare to a master."
She just drew a simple one to save time and effort and prove that she could really draw, that's all.
Among her master's paintings, she liked the simple ones the most. Compared with the complicated landscape paintings, the simple ones were easier to practice. She wanted to catch up with her master, so she practiced the simple ones.
However, she has been in this world for more than a month and has no time to practice because she is busy making money.
The people outside the door rushed in quickly. They heard Chief Ji praising Xiangnan, the country girl, to great lengths.
I want to see what the hell is in the painting.
Someone brave enough came in and took a look. What was this painting about? It was just a bird and a piece of grass. It wasn't that difficult.
"Chief Ji, I don't quite understand. I can also draw this kind of grass and birds. Why do you praise her so much?"
Chief Ji glared at him and said, "If you practice more, you will see it. If you don't understand, get out."
There are those who don’t understand and those who understand: “It’s not about the artistry, it’s about the artistic conception, the space and the world it expresses. Even though there is only a blade of grass and a bird, you can see through it what seems like a universe.
Good! It’s really good. I wonder if this painting is for sale. Can I buy it?
Xiangnan refused without a second thought: "No, I won't sell any of my paintings. They are copies of my master's works, not my own creations. I won't treat them as commodities."
If she really wanted to sell paintings, she wouldn't have to work so hard in business. If she painted a few paintings, there would always be people who knew the value of the paintings and would buy them at a high price.
"If you really don't want to sell it, can you give me one as a gift..." the man said.
"Get out, old man Zhang, you want to rob my Hu? This is the one Xiangnan painted for me. If he wants to give it to someone, he should give it to me. Why should he give it to you?" Chief Ji was so anxious that he cursed.
Chief Ji rolled up the painting and put it in the drawer as he spoke. "I'll have someone frame it later. Xiangnan, I'll take as many as you can."
Old man Zhang snorted, "Chief Ji, what do you need so many for? Give one to someone else. I'll give you the chess piece you liked last time."
Chief Ji also snorted: "No, if you really want to give me the chess piece as a birthday present."
Old Man Zhang pursed his lips and said, "You don't refuse expensive gifts. My chess piece is worth tens of thousands..."
"If you're talking about value, Xiangnan's paintings are worth more than tens of thousands. If Xiangnan wants you to paint, just ask him for chess pieces. He has a chess piece that's an antique, very delicate and exquisite. You'll definitely like it when you see it."
The white pieces are made of mutton-fat white jade, and the black pieces are made of black jade. One piece can indeed be worth tens of thousands, but the problem is that there is no market for them.
Xiangnan shook his head. "I don't want to exchange it. You can keep the jade chess piece. It will appreciate in value. It's worth tens of thousands now, but it could be worth hundreds of millions in ten years. If you're not short of money, keep it. It can be a family heirloom."
The price of jade has not risen yet, but in the future, the value of good jade will be immeasurable.
Old Zhang asked in surprise, "Really? Can it really appreciate in value? Hundreds of millions? How is that possible..."
He felt it was impossible. He was really confused to listen to a little girl talking nonsense here.
"If you believe it, keep it. Don't give it to anyone who wants it. If you don't believe it, exchange the painting with Chief Ji."
Anyway, the painting was given to Chief Ji, so he could exchange it if he wanted. She didn't want the chess piece.
"Since it will appreciate in value in the future, why don't you want it? Xiangnan, just draw him another one. I won't exchange this one!"
Chief Ji prefers painting, and jade chess pieces are only a secondary hobby. Besides, Xiangnan's paintings are priceless. He has research in this area and knows many painters, but there are really not many paintings that he likes so much.
Asking him to exchange the painting for chess pieces now would be like cutting his flesh.
"I don't want it. I'm afraid that Mr. Zhang will come after me and beat me up later. Mr. Zhang, do you have anything else to give to each other besides the jade chess pieces?"
She could still make friends with such a respected senior who supported her so much. She could just draw a few strokes and it would be no big deal.
"I don't know what you like, why don't you come to my house, I'll open my treasure box and you can choose whatever you want."
"Old Zhang, it's too early for you to speak. Do you have your family's property certificate in that box? If Xiangnan likes it, will you give it to him?" Chief Ji asked.
"Give it to me! What's there not to give? I can live in the suburbs and grow my own vegetables." Old man Zhang said without hesitation.
Some of the onlookers who didn't understand painting were very puzzled. How could such a simple painting make Mr. Zhang lose his house?
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