"What is your dad doing?"

Fang Han asked Long Yaxin while looking at the decorations of Long Weiguo's study room.

After Jiang Ping left, Zhang Xiaoquan felt bored sitting in the living room, so he took Fang Han into Long Weiguo's study.

Although the community where Long Family lives is not a high-end community, the house is not small, with a three-bedroom apartment of more than 150 square meters. In addition to two bedrooms, there is also a study room.

Zhang Xiaoquan is also a regular customer of the Long family, so he doesn't recognize his life at all. When he comes here, he is like his own family.

Long Weiguo's study room is decorated in a very unique way, with a bookcase, a desk, and a collection cabinet next to it.

When Fang Han entered the door, he recognized a piece of characters hanging on the wall of Long Weiguo's study, written by Li Qingqun.

In fact, Fang Han knew that Li Qingqun had only seen Li Qingqun's calligraphy, and he had never seen other people's calligraphy. Fang Han had never seen many other people's calligraphy.

Last year, when he went to prepare a birthday gift for Guo Wenyuan, Fang Han accidentally met Li Qingqun. At that time, Li Qingqun wrote the three words "River, River, and Lake". The oil was gone and the lamp was dry, and he died that day. Those three words later came to Fang Han's hands and were later sold to Miao Zhongchen by Fang Han.

Some people may think that Fang Han sells the calligraphy of a master of other people and sells the calligraphy of a master of other people. It would be fine if he didn't cherish the calligraphy of a master of other people, but he would use it to sell it for money.

Fang Han said that he had no hobby for calligraphy works and he did not plan to keep them. Is there anything wrong with selling them for money?

Give it directly to Li Qingqun’s descendants?

I don’t feel pain when I stand and talk. I’ll give you something worth 20 to 3 million. How about giving me one?

It would be fine if a young man like Zhang Xiaoquan is not there. Who would have been willing to give one to an ordinary family?

Everyone gets what they want and has their own preferences. Fang Han did not feel that it was inappropriate to sell Li Qingqun's final pen to Miao Zhongchen. Miao Zhongchen had needs, Fang Han was not a rich man. If he changed a letter to two or three million, he would be sorry for anyone.

Antique calligraphy and paintings can only be worth the right person. No matter how valuable Li Qingqun's calligraphy is, he will never buy it if you ask Li Xiaofei to sell it. If you have that money, it is better to buy a house.

In addition to Miao Zhongchen's calligraphy and paintings, some of the antiques on the collection cabinet in Long Weiguo's study looked ordinary. Of course, Fang Han didn't understand these, and couldn't tell what era they were from, whether they were true or false.

"My dad?"

Long Yaxin looked at Fang Han with a smile: "What is your purpose for asking my dad?"

"It's not a purpose, it's just asking, curious."

To be honest, Fang Han was really a little curious. From Yang Jianying's attitude, Fang Han could roughly see that the Long family should be unusual, but from the perspective of his residence and the character of Long Weiguo, he did not look like a high-ranking official, nor a rich man, which made people curious.

Zhang Xiaoquan didn't say it yet, he kept it in hiding.

"I won't tell you." Long Yaxin said with a smile.

"Let's forget it."

Fang Han didn't even look into it. He walked to Long Weiguo's desk. There was a spread out rice paper on the desk, with a brush and ink on it.

"I will not say anything your dad said if I write casually, right?"

I was bored and saw something on the table, Fang Han had the intention to write a few words. It was really uncomfortable to stay here.

"It's okay, Uncle Long has nothing to do with it. Just don't touch his collection and calligraphy and paintings." Zhang Xiaoquan said.

After hearing what Zhang Xiaoquan said, Fang Han picked up the brush on the side, dipped it in ink, thought about it and picked up the pen and started writing on rice paper.

"dragon!"

While Fang Han was writing, Zhang Xiaoquan was still reciting, and Long Yaxin also came over to look at it.

Fang Han's handwriting is very well written, and both Long Yaxin and Zhang Xiaoquan know it, but this is the first time they have seen Fang Han write calligraphy.

"Teng!"

Tiger, leap...

The four words written by Fang Han are exactly the four words hanging on the wall of Long Weiguo, exactly the same as the four words written by Li Qingqun.

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"What did you do? The visitor is a guest. You said it. Don't let me interfere. Do you want to interfere now?"

In the kitchen, Ji Xiangyun grabbed Long Weiguo.

"That's my daughter."

Long Weiguo's eyebrows stood up, and the daughter he had finally raised was cheated of?

"A daughter always wants to get married when she grows up. Can you watch her for half her life?"

Ji Xiangyun said angrily, saying, "What are you going to do if you don't eat breakfast?"

"I heard that there is no good handwriting in Yupinxuan, so I went over and turned around."

Long Weiguo smiled and said, "It's a pity that Mr. Li wrote only three of the four words, but they didn't finish it."

Ji Xiangyun knew that Long Weiguo’s biggest hobby was antique calligraphy and painting, he liked to collect and had a paranoid love for calligraphy.

"It is precisely because of the lack of money that the calligraphy is very popular now. Miao Zhongchen, the unscrupulous businessman, actually asked for a price of 5 million yuan, otherwise I would have bought it back."

"Is Li Qingqun's handwriting so valuable now?"

"When Mr. Li dies, his works are naturally more valuable, and that calligraphy is the last word."

Long Wei Guodao: "I saw another piece of calligraphy, and I don't know who wrote it. I don't have a signature. The level is not inferior to Mr. Li's level. It is said that it was exchanged with his last pen when he was dying. In the hands of Mr. Li's son, it was stored there in Miao Zhongchen, not selling the product."

"What word?"

"It's also rivers, lakes and seas, but I've finished writing it."

As he said that, Long Weiguo was stunned: "Why do I tell you this? I'll go and see if that kid really has anything to do with Xinxin."

As he said that, Long Weiguo left the kitchen without waiting for Ji Xiangyun to react.

When he came to the living room, he didn't see anyone. He heard something was happening in the study room, so Long Weiguo walked towards the study room.

The door of the study was hidden. Long Weiguo walked to the door of the study and quietly looked inside. Fang Han was writing, and Long Yaxin and Zhang Xiaoquan stood on the side, one left and one right.

When Long Weiguo was reading it, Fang Han happened to finish writing the last word and put the brush on the side.

"Good word."

Zhang Xiaoquan flattered: "The master's handwriting is good, but it's worse than that of Li Qingqun."

Fang Han smiled and continued to look at the four words he wrote, not caring about Zhang Xiaoquan's flattery. What did Zhang Xiaoquan know? He just wrote randomly, and Zhang Xiaoquan would probably say it would be fine.

"I didn't expect your brush to be written so well."

Long Yaxin also looked at it very seriously. She understood something. Long Weiguo liked it and always understood a little. Unlike Zhang Xiaoquan, she was completely a layman.

"Something is missing."

Fang Han looked at it: "Without the charm of Mr. Li, I will not be in a state of mind."

Long Weiguo stood at the door, snorting coldly in his heart, just like this, he still wants to be his son-in-law?

It's simply ignorant, ignorant.

So arrogant. If a young man writes a few words, he dares to compare with Li Qingqun?

Who is Li Qingqun? He is a famous calligrapher in the country and the only one in Jiangzhou Province. If the characters written by a person can be compared with Li Qingqun, then Li Qingqun's characters will not be valuable.

In an instant, Long Weiguo's impression of Fang Han was reduced by five points.

Young people, especially men, look is not the most important thing, character is the most important thing. If you don’t know the world, how can such a young man be worthy of his daughter?

Just like some young people nowadays, they dare to compare themselves with Li Bai when they write just two lines of poetry.

What else? Any sentence or sentence is just one or two, and you dare to say that you are a poet.

It is precisely these things that don’t know what’s so-called that make some of the current fields storms. Poets and experts are simply bullshit.

"Uncle Long."

Zhang Xiaoquan had sharp eyes and saw Long Weiguo as soon as he looked up.

Although he said just now that Uncle Long was not particular, Zhang Xiaoquan was still a little scared when he saw Long Weiguo himself.

Long Weiguo slowly walked into the study with a stern face: "Who asked you to come in casually?"

"Dad, we're just bored, let's go."

"When I came in, I was still moving around in my study, writing and drawing randomly?"

Long Weiguo had a gloomy face: "If you write a word casually, you dare to compare it with Li Qingqun and Mr. Li..."

As he spoke, Long Weiguo had approached and subconsciously glanced at the four words written by Fang Han. His face was wrong and he quickly walked around behind the desk.

"Dragons and tigers leaps!"

Long Weiguo looked at the four words written by Fang Han with his eyes curled up, and his whole aura was different.

"Good handwriting, good handwriting, is no worse than what Li Qingqun wrote."

Zhang Xiaoquan curled his lips and whispered: "Who said just now and could be compared with Li Qingqun by writing casually?"

Long Weiguo didn't hear it at all, and still looked at it seriously: "It's well written, this word is well written, this style, this font, and this trend, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

"Is this what you just wrote?" Long Weiguo looked up and asked Fang Han.

"Yes." Fang Han nodded.

"Do you know Mr. Li Qingqun and Mr. Li?"
To be continued...