Chapter 729 (1/2)

In the crowd, the old man, known as master Wen, came shivering in the direction of Ning Ye Tang.

Looking at the old man with white hair, Xue Qingming and other people began to murmur, especially Ouyang Changfeng.

”This old man doesn't have much contact with us at ordinary times. How can he appear here for no reason today? It's really strange!”

This master Wen is called Wen Hui. He is also a household name in Linhai. In his business, he almost has the same status as Xue Qingming, or even higher. After all, his age is here.

Ye Qian gazed at the old man, now at least 90 years old.

It's just that the same is approaching 100 years old, but the mental state of this master and Ouyang Changfeng is quite different.

It's no wonder that one is an ordinary person and the other is a congenital warrior. These two are not on the same level.

Seeing Xue Qingming's face, it seems that he knew the master of literature.

As the first person in their own line of business, it is not surprising that they have had several relationships, but they do not have much intimate relationship.

With a bent body, master Wen walked to Ye Qian, or to be more precise, to the golden plaque.

All the people saw master Wen stubbornly released the young man who supported him on both sides, and then took out a pair of magnifying glass from his body.

Then the master, regardless of other things, devoted himself to the plaque.

Under the magnifying glass, master Wen is carefully watching the four characters of benevolence and benevolence, and even starts to explore.

After half a ring, master Wen's old voice trembled slightly and said: ”everyone's handwriting, this is everyone's handwriting. What beautiful words, it's really a work of art, a top-level art!”

Hearing the praise of the master Wen, the people around him were also a burst of exclamation, and then began to whisper and discuss.

The reason why master Wen is famous is that he is the first person in the Oriental painting and calligraphy circles. A brilliant painting is a treasure pursued by countless people. This old man has been practicing writing for decades.

In Linhai, there were countless young people in the painting and calligraphy circles who took their own calligraphy to seek the advice of the master of literature.

As long as the master Wen orders a few words, the market price will double immediately. We can imagine the influence of the old man in the painting and calligraphy circles.

After concentrating on the old banxiang, master Wen's eyes moved back from the gold lettered plaque, and then looked at Ye Qian with a smile.

Speaking again, master Wen said to Ye Qian, ”young man, do you have the idea of selling this plaque in your hand?”

Ye Qian was stunned, and then his face showed a specious smile.

Xue Qingming, on the other side, was worried. He was not satisfied with Wen Hui's way of taking advantage of the fire: ”wenlao, what do you mean? This plaque is an opening gift given to me by Ye Xiaoyou. Mr Wen doesn't want to win the favor of others, does he? ”

Wen Hui despised Xue Qingming. It seemed that the old man didn't put Xue Qingming in his eyes: ”Xue Xiaozi, what is it to win people's favor? You, a quack doctor who runs a doctor's shop to cheat, what do you want to do with such a good pair of words? Putting such an artwork in this hospital is just to smear the art and make the world angry!”

With a heavy gasp, master Wen continued: ”such a good word should be given to people who really understand and appreciate him, instead of being displayed everywhere in the hospital!”

”You...” Being called a liar, Xue Qingming was furious. However, facing an old man over 90, Xue Qingming couldn't get angry and could only stamp his feet.

People say that peers are less important, but Xue Qingming is already the authority of this industry. There is no one who dares to despise Xue Qingming in the medical profession.

However, master Wen is different. Master Wen thinks that he is the leader in the painting and calligraphy industry. He has always been a bit of an artist. He doesn't think highly of Xue Qingming, a ”quack doctor.”.

Ignoring Xue Qingming's anger, master Wen continued to say to Ye Qian.

”Young man, you make a price. How much does this plaque cost? I will not blink my eyes!”

With these words, master Wen's temperament as a local tyrant artist was fully revealed.