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Chapter 62 He Is My Apprentice (Please collect tickets)
After Chuhe returned to the dormitory, he told Lu Xinye what Tang Wanjun meant.

Lu Xinye, who was lying down, immediately jumped up from the bed, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "It's true."

"The real can't be fake, the fake can't be real, the real can't be fake and the fake can be real." Qiu Mingjun said from the side.

Lu Xinye shook his hands: "Go, go, you like to bb there."

Then, he looked at Chuhe again: "When will I go?"

"The morning after tomorrow." Chuhe explained.

"Okay, tell me, I'm buying clothes on Taobao now, can you send them here?" Lu Xinye wondered.

Chuhe became speechless: "You don't need to buy it. Isn't your closet full of clothes enough to choose one?"

"That's not okay. After all, this is the second time I'm going on a date with Zixi, so I must dress more formally." Lu Xinye then asked Qiu Mingjun again: "Old Qiu, do you think Jingdong will send you soon?" Some."

"You can do whatever you want." Seeing that Lu Xinye didn't spend some money, Qiu Mingjun would not give up.

Chuhe also ignored Lu Xinye's smug beauty, and picked up the document in his hand to read it.

He saw the author's name under the title and read it: "Liu Songhe."

Mentioning this name gave Chuhe a sense of familiarity in his mind.

Without thinking too much, Chuhe continued to look at the content on the second page.

It has to be said that Mr. Liu Songhe has thoroughly analyzed the art of calligraphy and painting in the Tang Dynasty.

"From the perspective of the whole era, the consumption of calligraphy and painting art in the Tang Dynasty was in short supply, that is, the demand for art consumption was greater than that of art production. This is also one of the important characteristics of its calligraphy and painting art market."

[Why was the supply of calligraphy and painting artworks in the Tang Dynasty in short supply? 】

"The Tang people's mad love for calligraphy and painting collection led to the contradiction between public and private collection of calligraphy and painting, the prosperous economy, the destruction of calligraphy and painting works caused by war and human factors, the gradual expansion of the art consumption demand team, the export of Buddha statue paintings and figure paintings, etc. , These are the main reasons why the demand for its calligraphy and painting artworks is in short supply."

Looking at these contents, Chu He couldn't help but fall into thinking.

It is true that the extension of these problems has never occurred to him.

Seeing this, Chuhe looked forward to meeting this old Mr. Liu Songhe even more.

Chuhe then continued to look at it for two days.
"Jingle Bell!!"

Chuhe was woken up early in the morning by Lu Xinye's alarm clock.

Today is the day to interview Mr. Liu Songhe, so Lu Xinye got up early in the morning and dressed up.

Chu He squinted his eyes, looked at the screen on his mobile phone, and found that it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

He looked at Lu Xinye who was washing up on the balcony, and complained, "What are you doing? It's only seven o'clock in the morning."

"You couldn't be so excited that you didn't sleep all night, did you?" Qiu Mingjun also became speechless.

Lu Xinye held the electric toothbrush and shouted, "Hey, what's the matter with you? Hurry up and get up!"

Just like that, Chu He and Qiu Mingjun finally got up and took a shower under Lu Xinye's nagging.

Tang Wanjun and Liu Zixi were also waiting for them at the school gate at the agreed time.

"Mr. Liu Songhe's home is in the suburbs, so we have to drive for more than half an hour." Tang Wanjun said looking at the distance on the phone.

Along the way, Lu Xinye was chatting with Liu Zixi. When he saw Liu Zixi laughing because of his joke, he danced happily.

The car went around many alleys and finally stopped at a small tile-roofed house.

Chuhe and others got out of the car, came to the gate of the courtyard, and knocked on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

After a while, a middle-aged woman opened the door. She looked up at the five young men and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Tang Wanjun took two steps forward, "Hello, Auntie, do you still remember me? We are here to find Mr. Liu Songhe."

"Oh, it's you, the little girl. The old man said that he doesn't want to see you." The middle-aged woman also became embarrassed: "Look, this."

"Auntie, this time you tell the old man that we have brought a very remarkable young man with a high level of restoration of cultural relics."

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Okay then, I'll ask."

Afterwards, the middle-aged woman walked into the yard and walked towards the main house.

Lu Xinye muttered at this moment: "Why is this old man so arrogant, he has to pay attention to the thatched cottage."

"This old gentleman is very powerful, so it's normal to have a temper." Tang Wanjun explained.

After Chuhe and the others waited for about 5 minutes, the middle-aged woman came out, and she said to everyone, "Come in."

Immediately, they walked into the yard under the leadership of the middle-aged woman.

As soon as he entered, an old gentleman's voice said in the room: "Who is good at restoring cultural relics? Let me see?"

When Chu He entered the room, he was a little surprised and said, "Mr. Songhe?"

The old man raised his head and looked at Chuhe who was coming, frowned first, and then said tentatively: "Are you the young man at the tea party that day?"

"Yeah, yes." Only then did Chuhe remember that when Tan Xianlin called him before, he was also called Mr. Songhe, but that crane was the crane of the fairy crane.

From this point of view, Songhe should be his stage name in the cultural relics world outside.

After seeing Chuhe, Liu Songhe looked at Tang Wanjun and asked, "Is he the one you mentioned who can repair cultural relics?"

"Yeah, old man, do you know each other?" Tang Wanjun's nervous heart was finally relieved.

"I met once." Liu Songhe motioned them to sit down.

Later, Liu Songhe asked Chuhe: "Didn't you go to the tea party with that boy Yiming that day?"

"Yes." Chuhe replied respectfully.

"Then, have the music clock and the Dunhuang suicide note you bought been restored?" Liu Songhe continued to ask.

"No, he brought it back to Kyoto."

"Why didn't I fix it for you?"

"This... may be his plan."

Liu Songhe smiled, and then said: "In the end, he is still afraid that your hands and feet will be repaired."

This sentence made Chuhe unable to continue.

Moreover, the conversation between Chuhe and Liu Songhe made it impossible for Tang Wanjun and the others to interject for a while.

Liu Songhe asked Chuhe at this time: "You don't want to know why I didn't buy the Dunhuang suicide note?"

"think."

Chuhe really wanted to know why, because if Liu Songhe liked calligraphy and painting, he would not only want to buy "Qiangu Green Landscape", but he might also be interested in Dunhuang posthumous writings.

Liu Songhe smiled, and looked at him: "Don't you think I don't know the origin of the Dunhuang suicide note? Otherwise, I'm afraid that boy Yiming would not even bother to ask for the suicide note that he gave him?"

Seeing that Liu Songhe seemed to be very familiar with Xu Yiming, Chuhe tentatively asked, "The old man seems to know Mr. Xu very well?"

"Of course, he is my apprentice, so I might not be familiar with him." Liu Songhe wrote lightly.

(End of this chapter)