Chapter 57
Dinner time.

Although there are light side dishes on the table, it is definitely from the hands of top chefs by looking at their appearance and smelling their taste.

Li Qingfeng and Qin Chen sat at the dining table.

"Can I drink?"

"sure!"

"Grandpa, do you know? Professor Zhou's iron-covered Moutai is almost finished by him!"

"Hahaha! Then have a few drinks!"

"Uncle, then I'll have a few drinks with you!"

Li Chunxi looked at Qin Chen curiously: "What do you call me grandpa?"

"Uncle Shi! Your grandfather is Professor Zhou's younger brother, so I naturally call him Uncle Shi according to my seniority!"

"No, you have to be called Grandpa in my house!"

Li Qingfeng glanced at the two of them, and said with a hearty smile: "This seniority is already messed up. Although I like you to call me uncle, you can call me whatever you want."

"No, he has to be called Grandpa!"

"Grandpa Li!"

"Grandpa is still not as good as uncle!"

Qin Chen also had a few drinks with Li Qingfeng.

After eating, Qingfeng Li looked at Qin Chen and said seriously.

"I am afraid that you are the only one who can master the two schools and eight schools of stunts. You have not mastered the two skills of making fakes. The most rare thing is the appreciation skills of our Zhou family. Without 20 years of skills, you can't reach the point of perfection. I wondered, how did you learn the unique skills of these eight sects."

"Secrets must not be revealed! I traveled to this world from another world to spread culture!"

"Haha! You kid is really humorous!"

Qin Chen sighed helplessly: I have spoken my heart, why don't I believe it!
"I'm really a time traveler!"

"Then I'm still Jesus, and I'm still the Jade Emperor! But I like your sense of humor!"

"To be honest, I want you to fix a few things!"

"A few?"

"Yeah! I haven't found a suitable candidate for so many years! Don't worry, I will pay a lot of money. According to the rules of your restorers, 15.00% of the value of each collection."

"It's logical that I can't charge you money."

"I have to give you this money. This is a respect for cultural relic restorers."

Dare I ask what you want to fix!

"Two pieces of porcelain, one calligraphy and painting!"

"Dare to ask what kind of porcelain it is!"

"Tomorrow you will find out!"

In the middle of the night, Qin Chen was lying on the bed, looking at his phone boredly, and sent a message to the other party on a whim.

"Chunxi, your grandfather is very interesting! I think there is no way to resolve the conflict between him and Professor Zhou!"

"Why do you worry about this! Do what you have to do!"

"Come on!"

"I don't want you to embarrass me. If my grandfather's things are not repaired properly, I will never end with you!"

Indeed, Li Chunxi knew that his grandfather had given Qin Chen his beloved thing to restore.

This is the recognition of Qin Chen!

One night, she couldn't sleep!
She wasn't sure if she fell in love with Qin Chen.

But for some reason, every time I saw Qin Chen, I felt an inexplicable sense of security and solidity.

Ugh!
Forget it!
Let's take a step by step!

In order to comfort himself, Li Chunxi blamed his hazy feeling in the budding of love and his appreciation for him on his talent!

She couldn't help but scratch her hair!

I can't really like him, can I?
Indeed, Qin Chen's restoration of "Shangshu" and the restoration of the Spring and Autumn Cloud Pattern Copper Ban gave her a great shock!
It seems that there is nothing about archaeology that he is not proficient in.

Not only knowledgeable, but also has such repair technology!
So, what can the husband ask for?

For some reason, she resisted falling in love with Qin Chen in her heart!
Because she is also the proud daughter of heaven!
If Qin Chen didn't pierce the window paper, she would never pierce it.

It belongs to the pride of a woman, and she is not allowed to do this.

The next morning, when Li Chunxi got up, Grandpa and Qin Chen were sitting at the dining table having breakfast, talking and laughing.

"Oh! Qin Chen, I really like Mi Fu's calligraphy that you wrote. You can save some of your calligraphy for me later!"

"Okay!"

In Li Qingfeng's study, Qin Chen couldn't help but feel that being rich is good!

The four treasures of the study are all the best, Xuan brush, Hui ink, Xuan paper, She inkstone.

Hollow carved pen holders from the Song Dynasty, suet white jade paperweights from the Ming Dynasty, Qingbai porcelain official kiln inkstone drops from the Song Dynasty...

Qin Chen sighed silently: This is the great collector!

"Chunxi, help Qin Chen grind!"

Qin Chen's pen was full of ink, and he moved the pen down on the paper.

The glyphs are ups and downs, upright and staggered, while some glyphs have majestic strokes and postures.

It is very in line with Mi Fu's calligraphy characteristics. It looks simple and unpretentious but has a lot of space inside.

Although Li Qingfeng had seen Mi Fu's handwriting written by Qin Chen before, but seeing it face to face today, the visual shock still made him feel ashamed.

"I can't reach this level even if I practice for hundreds of years!"

"Master, I've praised you!"

Li Chunxi glared at Qin Chen, and he hastily changed his words: "Grandpa, you praised me!"

"What a word! What a word!"

Li Qingfeng was also well-versed in poetry and books, so he naturally knew that this poem was not written by the ancients.

It should be Qin Chen's impromptu work!

Qin Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly: Why don't people in this world know much about Li Yu, the eternal Ci Emperor?Alas, then I have to use it for myself.

"In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest, and I am greedy for joy all day long. Don't lean on the railing when you are alone, there is no limit to the country, it is easy to see and difficult to see at other times..."

Li Qingfeng was shocked by this poem!
For a moment, I couldn't think of any good words.

"The language is clear and natural, and the emotion is sincere. The tone of the whole poem is low and sad, revealing your endless longing for your homeland!"

"Yes, it has indeed been out for more than a month, and I feel a little homesick!"

"In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest, and I am greedy all day long. Don't lean on the railing alone... If Qin Chen didn't take good care of anything, you have to forgive me. I know that you wrote this song because you have a problem with me."

"have opinions?"

"You still want to hide it from me with this little trick of yours. You just want to say that you are a stranger living in my house, and use the metaphor of missing your hometown to imply that we have no way to welcome guests."

"I didn't mean that!"

"You are the same as your master. Sometimes you hold something in your heart and say it in a roundabout way."

"I really don't!"

Qin Chen looked at Li Chunxi wanting to cry without tears, and Li Chunxi also felt as if he had really neglected Qin Chen.

"Grandpa, maybe Qin Chen is not used to eating. He likes to eat noodles. He has been eating rice and stir-fried vegetables for the past few days."

"Yeah! Qin Chen, you are very good. I have to taste this poem carefully. How can you write such a wonderful poem? Can’t reach this level, could it be that he has specialized in poetry in the past few years.”

Qingfeng Li shook his head. He couldn't tell what it was like to hear Qin Chen's poem.

"Now, I finally know why you came to our house!"

(End of this chapter)

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