Quick Transmigration: The Harvest God, I'm Very Busy

Chapter 202 I'm the rich (58)

After reading the materials, An Ruochuan talked about the specific matters of cooperation for nearly two or three hours. During this period, An Ruochao would come over from time to time to help with tea, but he didn't regard himself as an outsider.

In fact, An Ruochao was shocked when she saw Qinghun's kitchen. She originally thought that she lived in a small apartment as a little girl and was still in school. The kitchen was usually used for boiling water. The old house is even more complete.

In a small restaurant, there are only two refrigerators, one large and one small.

Fortunately, An Ruochao knew that this was not his home, so he didn't have the nerve to look at what was in the two refrigerators.

She saw that her elder brother and Yoyo were having a serious conversation, and they were quietly nestling on the sofa in the living room playing games with their mobile phones. When they were tired, they used Weibo to post WeChat messages with their lonely friends.While still eating the snacks brought out by Qinghun, after a few mouthfuls, he couldn't stop. Not to mention the exquisiteness and beauty of these snacks, the taste is really intoxicating, and then he couldn't help but posted a circle of friends.

As a result, a little sister who was rarely online at ordinary times was blown up and asked behind: "The dim sum is really beautiful, and it's really as delicious as you said? It's in the middle of the night, you are so unkind, where did you buy it? I will buy it tomorrow. Yes, this selfie of yours doesn’t look like your own home, the room doesn’t look that big. Also, can you ask whose masterpiece is the painting on the background wall behind the sofa in your selfie?”

This friend is a painter who is now teaching at the Academy of Fine Arts. He is good at ink painting and has a small reputation.

Seeing that An Ruochao didn't return, she couldn't help calling after a while.

An Ruochao was a little confused by her question: "I'm at my cousin's place, what happened to the paintings on the wall?"

"This picture of wind and snow on the cold river, the artistic conception and brushwork are all top-notch. It is very rare. Please ask who painted it for me."

An Ruochao curiously looked at the paintings on the wall as the background. They only used ink and white of suitable shades. Although she didn't know how to paint, but when she looked at it, there was indeed a quiet, icy and distant artistic conception. She didn't understand either. No matter what the brushwork is, I just think this painting is really excellent.

"Wait a minute, my cousin is talking about something in the study, let me ask."

The girl over there was surprised: "I didn't pay attention just now, you said cousin? Isn't the one in your second uncle's house a little girl? Why live alone?"

An Ruochao let out a snort: "It's indeed my second uncle's cousin, but it's not the one you know, it's my second uncle and his first wife, the eldest daughter, let's not talk about it, just wait a moment, let me ask she."

An Ruochao took the phone, went to the door of the study, and knocked lightly on the door: "Yo Yo, who painted that painting on the sofa wall?"

Qinghun's expression was a little dazed, and he didn't understand what she was doing when she suddenly asked a painting.

"What's wrong? I drew it myself."

An Ruochao: ...

How could this child be so capable?
"By the way, where did you buy the snack you just gave me for grinding my teeth? It's very delicious. I just posted a circle of friends and made my friend greedy, asking me where I bought it."

"Well, I made it myself."

An Ruochao: ...

What else do you not know?

An Ruochao waved his hand, closed the door for them, and continued to sit on the sofa and chat with his best friend: "Well, my sister drew the painting by herself, and my sister also made the snacks by herself."

The girl over there was very surprised: "Your sister.. is very powerful. How old is she? Let's not talk about dim sum. That painting, to be honest, is not worse than my original teacher. You also know that my teacher is in the field of traditional Chinese painting. To be honest, even though I only saw the picture of the painting, it was full of aura, and the quiet and remote artistic conception of the cold river and wind and snow was vivid on the paper. Without decades of Chinese painting skills, it is difficult to achieve this state. .At least I will definitely not be able to do it. Since it is your sister, it is also my sister? Someday I will definitely introduce us to each other. I am very interested in your cousin. By the way, your family can really hide. Such a talent has been hidden for so many years, and I have never heard of it."

An Ruochao thought to himself, what are you hiding, you don't even know there is such a big baby in our family, okay?That's how I found out.

"It's a long story, let's talk about it when I have a chance. My cousin is a talented student in the design major of Huada School of Architecture. She is only eighteen years old this year. By the way, is this painting really as good as you said?"

The other side smiled and said: "No, why should I call you? I'm free in the middle of the night? What?? That's really talented! I don't know which famous teacher taught him to be a high-level student. In the Chinese painting circle, to be honest, he is a bit famous. , I basically know everyone, and you know that those who can make a name for themselves in this industry are no more than people in those circles, but I have never heard of your cousin's name, by the way, your cousin what is it call?"

"Yan Qinghun, she takes her mother's surname, and her grandfather is the famous Mr. Yan from the Department of Archeology of Beijing University."

"Mr. Yan's granddaughter? It's no wonder. Mr. Yan is also very famous for his painting. Unfortunately, he returned to his hometown after retiring. I heard that he passed away two years ago. Hey, someday you must Introduce your cousin to me. I really want to see the level of your cousin's paintings, if you can ask for two works for appreciation."

An Ruochao agreed and hung up the phone.

Over there, Qinghun and An Ruochuan were almost chatting, and looking at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock, An Ruochuan stretched his waist, rubbed his stomach: "Using your brain so intensively, you actually feel a little hungry. How about I take you and Xiao Chao to have some supper?"

Qinghun was speechless: "Then send me back? It's not enough. I have to go to school tomorrow morning. I can cook supper at home. What do you want to eat?"

An Ruochuan was surprised: "Can you still order? You are a little girl, what can you prepare at home? Don't tell me to cook instant noodles."

Qinghun simply pulled him to the refrigerator, opened the freezers of the two refrigerators, and then An Ruochuan was stunned.

When there are two refrigerators in the freezer, all the cabinets are full of food, such as soup dumplings, steamed buns, steamed buns, jade dumplings, dumplings, hand-rolled noodles, pastries of various colors, glutinous rice balls, Lantern Festival, with different shapes and exquisite Beautiful, densely packed but neatly arranged.

She prepares so many things, is she planning to eat them forever?

Even An Ruochao, who came over, couldn't help but screamed: "Sister, are you planning to open a snack bar?"

Qinghun smiled and said, "There are several mouths waiting to be fed in my dormitory. I am responsible for breakfast. I prepare enough ingredients for a week every week and put them in the refrigerator for convenience. What do you want to eat? Steamed dumplings are mainly fresh mushrooms and shrimps There are many kinds of dumpling fillings, such as leek eggs, leek meat tofu, capers, radish oil residue, cabbage vermicelli, lamb, shepherd's purse meat, celery meat, and three delicacies. Tangyuan has fruit fillings, sesame fillings, Noodles are also available, there are egg noodles, the green one is spinach noodles, and there is chicken soup to cook, what do you want to eat?"

We all want to try it. (first update)
(End of this chapter)