They thought Ann's acting skills had reached the top. Now, it's clear that the anchor's acting skills are more exquisite.

Oscar owes her dozens of little golden men!

Yang Si secretly tilted his lips and apologized respectfully on the surface.

Xu Pei's curiosity was aroused when he heard that the painting was painted by Mr. Yuanjing's Apprentice.

He spoke well for Yang Si and euphemistically expressed whether he could have a look at the content of the painting.

Jiang Pengji naturally won't refuse. What she wants is this effect.

No one in the tent knew Mr. Yuanjing's name. They also knew that Mr. Yuanjing had four closing disciples.

Someone said, "I heard that Mr. Yuanjing is proficient in painting, and I don't know what kind of essence can he learn from his master?"

"I wonder if there is such a blessing. Have a look at Mr. Gao Tu's paintings?"

Everyone in the account agreed, and they didn't mean any harm. They were just curious.

Mr. Yuanjing's reputation is so high that his four disciples are still unknown, which makes people have to worry.

Now if you can catch the painting of one of the disciples, you should have a look at it anyway to see if other disciples have a false reputation.

Xu Peiben wanted to watch it alone. When he heard the voices of many subordinates, he couldn't help asking Jiang Pengji with his eyes.

After all, if it's someone else's painting, we should respect the owner's opinion.

Jiang Pengji nodded and agreed.

Xu Pei asked the dancers to stop dancing and let them unfold the picture so that everyone in the tent could see it.

"Which master did this painting, sir?"

Jiang Pengji said, "the Langya Wei family, whose single name is Ci, expresses filial piety. Because of their weak body, they rarely appear in front of people."

Today's paintings, because of the limitations of materials and the lack of painting skills, many people pursue freehand brushwork and do not stick to the surface similarity.

Wei Ci's painting is different. It is between realism and freehand brushwork. The strokes are gentle and delicate, with a three-dimensional feeling that is ready to come out.

The picture depicts a panoramic view of Xiangyang County. Influenced by the length of the picture, it does not reveal much, but it already includes many lively scenes, such as wine shops, restaurants, tea shops... All kinds of stalls, vendors, and pedestrians in the streets. Some are alone, walking in a hurry, some in pairs, admiring others, and some take the family as the unit, husband and wife are harmonious and children are lively, There are hundreds of characters, each with different expressions. It is amazing that the painter's meticulous observation and exquisite painting art. In addition to the people's streets, the most conspicuous is those regular buildings, waterside pavilions, cornices and arches... A painting, painting the prosperity in their hearts.

Xu Pei said, "the talent of painting is outstanding, and there are thousands of gullies in his chest. He is full of compassion for the world. He is ashamed of his brother."

Jiang Pengji was stunned and forced.

The audience in the live studio also responded.

[Xiao Ruibao's mother]: I suddenly remembered the college entrance examination this year... There was a strange light in my eyes.

[Apple scented tea]: hahaha, I studied hard for ten years and lost to a grass carp.

[Tongtong girl]: if Xu Pei goes to the exam and gets full marks for reading comprehension, he will be a college bully!

[Shushan Yali]: # hold your cheek, isn't it? Maybe someone's kind-hearted beauty just wants to draw a landscape painting.

Xu Pei boasted, and the people at the bottom couldn't help but boast, not to mention that this painting is indeed a rare work.

"It's really like a paradise imagined in my heart... When the previous dynasty was at its peak, all countries came to Korea, too."

A veteran stroked his gray beard and sighed.

Others returned to God and echoed.

The audience in the live broadcasting room was almost crazy with laughter. The content in the painting was clearly like the scene of Yang county.

Jiang Pengji deliberately waited for them to praise, and then she made up a knife shyly.

"You've praised it. The scene in the painting is a place under the rule of the younger generation - Xiangyang County, not... Well, not..."

Jiang Pengji was vague. The whole handsome tent was like a Siberian cold wind crossing, leaving only a dozen ice sculptures.

Xu Pei's face turned red, secretly embarrassed and glared at the veteran who was the first to praise.

Don't talk if you can't speak. It's embarrassing now!

Fortunately, Jiang Pengji didn't hold on to this matter, but exchanged her experience in governing the people with Xu Pei

This is what Xu Pei is good at and also alleviates his embarrassment.

Because of mental disorder and previous embarrassment, Jiang Pengji has the initiative in this conversation.

Under her guidance, Xu Pei naturally turned his attention from the "art and skills" of the painting to the people and buildings inside.

Speaking of architecture, he found that the streets, houses and courtyard walls in the painting were strange.

After mentioning this casually, Jiang Pengji launched "green brick" according to the trend.

The audience in the live studio gave her countless praise. The anchor's routine was not only nine twists and turns, but also terrible.

If they meet a salesman like the anchor, let alone buy, they may even hand over their crotch.

The whole conversation seemed to be asked by Xu Pei, and Jiang Pengji answered passively. In fact, the rhythm was still in her hands.

"I don't know the cost of this green brick?"

After some foreshadowing, Xu Pei finally asked this question.

Zhejiang county is located in the south, warm and rainy all year round.

Today's buildings are mostly wood and stone. Once it rains more, they are easy to get damp and moldy, and the ground is muddy and slippery.

Xu Pei is also a shrewd person. Naturally, he is unwilling to suffer losses. He wants good things and wants to pay the least price.

He wants to try Jiang Pengji and find out.

"The cost is not expensive, and the soil with appropriate quality can be fired into green bricks."

Jiang Pengji said casually, as if she didn't know Xu Pei's purpose and was the foolish son of the landlord.

Xu Pei frowned deeply and asked, "firing with clay? It's like firing clay porcelain?"

"The reason is the same, but the fire of the two is different. How to build a brick kiln is also particular."

Xu Pei felt itchy and asked tentatively, "can you sell this thing here, dear brother?"

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "my little brother is willing to sell, and brother Xu can't afford it."

Xu Pei wondered, "but just now you said that green bricks are cheap. Why can't you afford them now?"

Jiang Pengji explained to him with a smile, "Green bricks are not worth a lot of money, but how far are they from Xiangyang County to brother Xu's Zhejiang county? Green bricks are very cheap, but they weigh a lot. If you transport a large number of green bricks from Xiangyang County to Zhejiang county, I don't know how much money and manpower it will take. If so, the green bricks are not made of mud, but more like silver. I admire brother Xu's talent. How dare you deceive you."

Xu Pei was stunned. He really forgot to consider the transportation cost just now, and his face was a little ashamed.

Jiang Pengji is still talking here.

"If firing green bricks, it's best to build brick kilns directly in areas with appropriate soil quality."

Xu Pei's heart is moved, and he has a heart for the green brick.

He is an ambitious man and naturally unwilling to be inferior to others.

The great husband should have made contributions and created immortal achievements!