My Age of Investment

   Chapter 830 Peerless Cheats

the next day.

  Xia Jingxing and the young girl get up early, wash up and eat breakfast, and they divide the work. The young girl stays at home and directs the servant to clean up and decorate the room. Xia Jingxing comes to the door of the house to welcome the young girl’s family.

  However, it was not the foreign girl's family who arrived first, but Qiu Zhiyi.

  He drove a pickup truck and stopped in front of Xia Jingxing, poked a head out of the car window, and said with a smile: "I heard that Christina's family are coming today?"

   "Yes, I will ask Brother Qiu today to cook some good dishes, so that the yangniu family can see the profound Chinese dining culture."

  Xia Jingxing approached the window with a smile, and saw a Chinese guy in his twenties sitting in the co-pilot, nodding to him, who was Qiu Zhiyi’s cousin and apprentice at the same time.

  Inviting Qiu Zhiyi to cook Chinese food at home is the meaning of foreign girls. She said that she wanted her family to taste the most authentic Chinese food.

  In fact, there are a lot of Chinese in California, and there are many Chinese chefs, but the foreign girls still trust Qiu Zhiyi more, and the relationship between them is closer. Qiu Zhiyi is more suitable to be a family banquet chef.

   "It's a trivial matter. I have prepared everything and the ingredients. Don't worry, it will definitely satisfy their family."

  Qiu Zhiyi looked at Xia Jingxing with a smile. Now his Lucky Restaurant has opened several branches and the business is booming, and all this is inseparable from Xia Jingxing’s guidance and help.

  The only thing he can give back to Xia Jingxing is to help with the cooking, so he is very concerned about today's family dinner. He went to buy fresh ingredients early in the morning, and then rushed to Xia Jingxing's house non-stop.

   "Oh, yes, thank you cousin for me."

  Some time ago, Qiu Zhiyi's cousin brought neighbors from Chinatown to the Silicon Valley to parade, and helped Xia Jingxing a lot.

   "Hey, that kind of trivial matter is not worth mentioning."

  Qiu Zhiyi is very clever. The matter Xia Jingxing entrusted to him can't be put on the table, so I just skip it and don't want to talk more about it.

  Xia Jingxing smiled, Qiu Ge is such a person, thick and thin on the outside, and very measured.

  The two exchanged a few words, the big iron door opened and Qiu Zhiyi drove into the villa.

   After a while, a black sports car galloped from a distance. Xia Jingxing recognized the Roadster founder series at a glance. He also had an identical car, and he was still eating dust in the garage.

  The car is open-top. When he approached, Xia Jingxing recognized the little dog driving at a glance.

  The little dog is wearing big sunglasses, a white casual suit, a square scarf on his chest, and a well-groomed hairstyle. It looks like a dog, which is very different from the insignificant image of the past.

  Xia Jingxing couldn't help but ridiculed: "You got rich? You suddenly changed your clothes, I almost didn't recognize it."

  The little dog walked out of the car with a smile, and passed the gift box on her hand to Xia Jingxing, "Come on, boss, happy new year, a Christmas gift for you."

  Xia Jingxing took it with a smile, the little dog is still very sensible, and gives gifts to himself this big boss every festive season.

  "You take a look at it!" The little dog pointed to the gift box.

  Xia Jingxing gave the little dog a glance and jokingly said: "Is the goods in my hand new again?"

  The corners of the dog’s mouth twitched, “I don’t like those things anymore, and I’m starting to pursue art.”

  Xia Jingxing's mouth is flat, who is fooling, I still don't know your hobby.

  When Xia Jingxing opened the gift box, she found that she really wanted to be crooked. There was no CD in it, but it turned out to be a thread-bound ancient book.

  Xia Jingxing picked up the ancient book and found that the cover was in traditional Chinese characters, barely recognizing the four characters "Huaying Jinzhen".

  He is a little confused, has the little dog changed his hobby? Change the collection of cultural relics?

  When Xia Jingxing opened the book and saw the first page, he knew that he was thinking too much, and the little dog was still the little dog he was familiar with.

   seemed to be very satisfied with Xia Jingxing’s surprised expression, and the little dog chuckled aside, "How? Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

  Xia Jingxing shook his head and laughed. He did not speak, and continued to read the ancient book in his hand. Each page had a woodcut print. The postures in the painting were different. The **** poems matched with each picture were unique. The style was a mixture of literary language and popular colloquialism.

   It is humorous and interesting, which fully reveals the romantic **** culture and social outlook of the time.

interesting!

  Xia Jingxing began to study with a critical eye, looking at the pictures and reading poems at the same time. It took him a full half an hour to study all the 24 pictures.

  Suddenly discovered that there were more strange postures in his head.

  The little dog looked at Xia Jingxing with a faint smile, jokingly: "I know, boss, you will definitely like this gift. I just saw you read too seriously, so I didn't even dare to disturb you aloud."

   "This is art!" Xia Jingxing emphasized.

   "Good job, art!"

  The little dog does not want to argue with Xia Jingxing, knowing that the boss is more pretentious, which time he gave a gift that did not make this LSP smile.

   "Which dynasty is this painting? Which famous artist did it come from?" Xia Jingxing asked.

  "In the late Ming Dynasty, experts compared the handwriting and concluded that it was made by Tu Long."

  Xia Jingxing knows that literati in the late Ming Dynasty like to paint these things, even Tang Bohu has painted them, but who is Tu Long?

   Seeing Xia Jingxing’s face with doubts, the little dog deliberately said: "Tu Long, the word Changqing, the word Weizhen, the name Chishui, Hongbao, a native of Yinxian, Zhejiang Province, a writer and opera writer in the Ming Dynasty..."

  Xia Jingxing heard it loudly and didn't want to listen anymore.

  The little dog chuckled and said, "Some experts believe that Tu Long is Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng."

  Xia Jingxing's eyes are big, you say that I will not sleepy.

   Soon he began to ask Little Dog, and the two discussed the art collection.

   "Do you still have this kind of villain painting?" Xia Jingxing smiled and looked at the little dog.

"what?"

  The little dog is very alert. The painting given to Xia Jingxing has already made him very painful. Are you still worried about his inventory? Dream it!

  Xia Jingxing smiled and said, “I have no other meaning, but I just want to borrow and study for two days to improve my artistic self-cultivation.”

   "No, you can collect it yourself!"

  The little dog shook his head violently. He knew that he had borrowed it, and he would definitely not return it to himself according to the nature of the big guy in front of him.

   "Hey, stingy!"

  Xia Jingxing is really interested, this thing is much more interesting than the CD, the key is that it is artistic.

  The twenty-four paintings in this book in his hand contain twenty-four stunts and various postures, so he has to admire the ancients' ability to play.

After chatting with the little dog for a while, Xia Jingxing learned that these paintings are actually not expensive, from hundreds of thousands to more than one million yuan each. Most of them are works from the Ming and Qing dynasties. In fact, there are such paintings in the Tang and Song dynasties. , But there are basically no works handed down.

  Even the painting that the dog gave him was bought from Japan.

  In the Kangxi and Qianlong periods, such books were basically classified as banned books, and the palace could collect them, but they were not allowed to circulate among the people.

   Then it flowed into Japan on a large scale. Japanese scholars and pokers were like treasures, and the Tokugawa shogunate did not prohibit it. Many works of art have been preserved in this way.

   Putting away this masterpiece of martial arts secrets, Xia Jingxing patted the dog on the shoulder, and said with deep relief: "I really did not read you wrong. There are good things that have never forgotten the boss."

  The little dog smiled, he didn't dare to tell the truth, there were dozens of treasures in his home.

   "Hey, where is your girlfriend?" Xia Jingxing asked.

  The little dog shook his head, "She won't come if something happens."

  Actually, the little dog didn’t notify his girlfriend at all, because he knew that Xia Jingxing and the foreign girl didn’t wait to see his girlfriend. If he really called, it might be more embarrassing.

  (End of this chapter)