Chapter 525          

Wei Feng nodded thoughtfully. All he had come into contact with was some high-end paintings from the world, and all he saw were genuine works.

So it was the first time he knew about the ancient painting tea that was popular in Jiangnan.

Jiangnan Town Ancient District.

This administrative area is almost all ancient buildings, full of time, and the rivers running through the ancient town area are filled with various ships. There are many antique shops and auction houses on both sides of the river bank.

Jiangnan City has a long history and ancient styles are prevalent.

A few people came to a restaurant. This restaurant is very famous in Jiangnan. It is located in a prime location in the ancient town area. It is next to the river and the arch bridge is not far away.

The small bridge flowing water, eating delicious food and enjoying the beautiful scenery, is very comfortable.

This restaurant tastes very good, but not everyone is qualified to come in and eat.

You must be a member of the Painters Association. After all, it is a small meal here, mainly to appreciate paintings.

Fang Hui took the certificate to the waiter and was naturally taken in. Wei Feng and Liu Yun also walked in casually.

The restaurant is half on the water surface, with a tempered transparent glass, and you can see the running water below and even occasionally fish swimming by.

The area is only about 200 square meters, but there are not many tables, only more than fifty tables, which looks quite empty.

The walls are covered with various paintings, mainly Chinese paintings and foreign paintings as supplements.

Chu Feng and his friends sat down, ordered a pot of Dahongpao, and ordered a few side dishes.

They don’t pursue the dishes too much. When they reach their level, they have eaten all kinds of delicacies.

After a while, the food was brought up, and several people were chatting while eating.

Fang Hui did not talk about the issue about painting, but Liu Yun felt relieved, because even if Wei Feng knew some painting, he was definitely amateur. Compared with professional people like Fang Hui, it would not be the same day.

And words.

After a few people chatted for half an hour, the restaurant gathered more and more, and it became more and more lively.

Almost all the tables were filled with them, and Wei Feng did not expect that there would be so many people in Jiangnan who liked to study ancient paintings.

And at this moment, a strange voice came over.

"It's the first time I've been here, right?"

A short winter melon man came over and started to chat with him on his own initiative.

"I'm calling me Zhao Haofu below, and there is a small antique shop in Jiangnan."

As he spoke, Zhao Haofu took the initiative to hand over a business card, but he skipped the two men and handed them to Liu Yun.

"Haha, Boss Zhao, your antique shop is famous in the ancient town area, covering an area of ​​more than 700 square meters. If you were a small shop, wouldn't ours have become a stall?"

The person who came Zhao Haofu jokingly shouted.

"Haha, how much money can an antique shop be worth? No matter how valuable the antique shop is, it is not as valuable as the collection of treasures. Beauty, I don't know if you are here to collect paintings or to identify paintings."

Zhao Haofu narrowed his eyes and showed a rippling light.

It turned out that this guy fell in love with Liu Yun, and he didn't chat with Wei Feng and Fang Hui, but came for Liu Yun.

"Let's just have a meal and chat." Wei Feng said casually.

"Haha, this is not a place to eat. Have you gone to the wrong place? Not everyone is qualified to come in here."

This sentence means some of the guns and sticks, which is clearly a question of Wei Feng and Fang Hui's ineligibility to come here, and then show their status indirectly, and undoubtedly want to gain the attention of beautiful women.

Fang Hui frowned, threw out a certificate and said, "This is my qualification. Is there any problem?"

"Member of Jiangnan Painters Association and Chairman of Modern Painting?"

"Tsk tsk, I thought the identity of the Lord was, it turned out to be just Err."

"What member of the Painting Association, and the chairman of the Modern Painting Association? I have never heard of it." The man next to me echoed.

Wei Feng frowned and didn't stop having a meal. These people were a little beaten up.

Fang Hui looked ugly. In front of others, he was ridiculed by these guys, and his face was a little unhappy.

"Who is Zun Jiao?" Fang Hui looked at the middle-aged man who spoke beside him.

The middle-aged man was waiting for his words, put on his clothes and took out a business card from his pocket.

"Sorry, I am a member of the Chinese Painters Association, honorary chairman of the Jiangnan Chinese Painting Association, Sun Yan."

Everyone was stunned. The Jiangnan Painters Association and the Chinese Painters Association were not on the same level.

The so-called modern painting and Chinese painting are not the same. Everyone collects Chinese paintings, so what is modern painting?

Comparing the two, the difference will be judged immediately.

Sun Yan, this name is a bit familiar. Wei Feng looked up and saw that when he came in just now, he found that several Chinese paintings hanging on the wall had Sun Yan's name.

Wei Feng also discovered that everyone present also changed their expressions and then showed a look of admiration.

Sun Yan also seems to enjoy this highly-watched feeling.

He said in an educational tone: "Boy, this ancient painting tea has its own rules. The restaurant is so big, and many painters drove over, but left sadly because there was no seat."

"So, the seats here are very precious. They are not a place for you to chat. If you want to chat, you can go to the next cafe. Do you understand?"

"That's right, our ancient tea is not a place where you say that your parents are short-lived. This is a place for paintings and appreciation. I think you should be more sensible and leave early."

The point on one side was obviously towards Sun Yan.

Fang Hui's expression was a little ugly. Not to mention his identity, he was also pious about ancient paintings. How could he be so humiliated?

Fang Hui simply stopped eating.

"Okay, since you want to talk about painting, appreciation of paintings, or even comparing paintings, you can choose whatever you want. At worst, I can compete with you, so what's the point?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone focused their attention here with a good show.

It seems that I can't help but compete again.

Sun Yan smiled coldly, "You are just an ordinary member. Do you dare to say these words? Are you not afraid of the wind slashing your tongue?"

Fang Hui was also very arrogant and said sarcastically: "I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue, just afraid that someone wouldn't dare to compete."

Sun Yan narrowed his eyes, slapped the table and shouted, "Okay, since you want to compete, then I will accompany you to the end. A hidden painting will be taken out later. If it is a painting, I will bully you. Let's compare paintings.

Sample?"

"No problem." Fang Hui agreed directly.

But Wei Feng cursed Sun Yan in his heart, which was so shameless.

Because learning about paintings is much more important than talent, Sun Yan is at least a decade older than being a teenager, and has more than ten years of experience in learning paintings.

On the contrary, painting pays more attention to talent, and there are many painters who have become famous young in history.
Chapter completed!