A few people came to the hotel, and Mr. Zi Dao was splashing ink.

Peonies come alive, landscape paintings can be traveled and lived, and the pen and ink are dashing and hearty.

Afraid that the horse would not be able to walk, Song Qingshun directly rode the tricycle into the hotel.

What Liu Qiqiang and several people did not expect was that Ma Yi saw Zidao who was painting.

Jump straight off the tricycle and walk to the sub-road.

"Zidao, you're really not interesting. Why don't you call me when you have work? The

horse shouted.

"I also met by chance, and I don't want to live long without calling you."

Do you still have a long nose and smell the paint?

Zi Dao said with a smile.

"It's really a good thing to hit me, if I hadn't been hit by a bicycle, I really wouldn't have known that there was such a good place."

The horse said as he rubbed his butt with his hand.

"Doesn't your butt hurt? Just now, when I saw that jumping off the tricycle, it was still very sharp.

Liu Qiqiang said with a smile.

"I'm a person who likes to draw, you say I can't itch my hands when I watch people draw? When your hands itch, you forget about the pain.

The horse giggled, it seemed that the place where he was dropped still hurt a little, and he kept rubbing it with his hand.

"Then sit down and talk about the price, and if the price is right, you can draw a few donkeys."

I also have a dish here is clear soup donkey meat, and you can draw a few donkeys on the wall as propaganda.

Liu Qiqiang said.

"Donkeys treat people well and benefit people a lot. It eats poorly, works a lot, and can be said to be hard work.

The dragon meat in the sky and the donkey meat on the ground are extremely delicious.

The meat was eaten by you, and the donkey skin was made into ejiao.

But human beings have no conscience, unload the grind and kill the donkey, and are ungrateful.

Scolding the donkey is merciless, stupid donkey, lazy donkey, punting donkey, stupid donkey, stupid donkey, bald donkey.

I can scold you as much as I can.

The horse said faintly.

He treated himself as if he were a donkey, and his indignation was ridiculous.

"How do you say that you are not human." Song Qingshun said with a smile.

"I don't know you in general, I can only say that you are uncultured."

Ma Yi gave Song Qingshun a blank look and continued.

"Throughout Chinese history, donkeys and cultural people have a lot of friendship, from this point of view. China's donkeys can be called literate.

If you think about it, donkeys walk slower, have a gentler temperament, and have more steady steps.

Therefore, in ancient times, when transportation was not developed, the donkey was an important means of transportation, which was

reflected in the travel maps of all generations.

In some ancient paintings, the donkey is not just a means of transportation.

Sun Guangxian's "Northern Dream Trivia" of the Song Dynasty records that someone in the Tang Dynasty asked the poet Zheng Di whether he had written new poems recently, and Zheng Di replied:

Shisi is on a donkey in the wind and snow of Baqiao, how can it be obtained here?

Since then, the subject matter of depicting poets riding a donkey through mountains and rivers in search of poems and sentences

has gradually become favored by painters. The

way the horse shook his head made everyone present feel very funny, and this was an old master.

"Call you so, do we dare to mount this clear soup donkey meat?

How does it feel like eating donkey meat is like committing a crime?

Liu Qiqiang was laughed at by this donkey's theory.

"It's not that everything in heaven and earth has its own mission.

For thousands of years, donkeys have been hard work and slaughtered.

No matter how powerful anyone is, they can't change their life against the sky, not only donkeys, but also people. "

The horse is really a donkey with thoughts, and I really say it in a set.

"So, donkey meat is still eaten?" Liu Qiqiang said in a tone of tone.

"Eat, eat." The horse said repeatedly.

"Teacher Ma wants to say that if he can't eat this business, he will be ruined." Teacher Zidao said with a smile.

"Teacher Zidao, this is not right, you are telling the truth nonsense." Liu Qiqiang said with a smile.

Everyone laughed.

A few people discussed where to set aside to draw the donkey on the wall.

The horse naturally thought that the more the better, and he couldn't wait for the rest of the wall to be handed over to him alone.

As long as there is something to do and three meals without worry, the horse is happy.

Now if you paint a picture, you will have a picture, and the income will be a lot of money.

The people of this place can drive calligraphers to death.

You say you don't like calligraphy and painting, it's not entirely true.

There are always people who try in every possible way to invite you to dinner, send you some good cigarettes, good alcohol and so on.

The person who invites you to eat does not have to pay for the meal himself, and there will definitely be a big deal to pay.

Good cigarettes and good wine can be given to a calligrapher like Ma Xuan, and those who take out their hands will not pay for it themselves.

Generally, others give too much, these people can't finish smoking and drinking themselves, and people have no place to give gifts.

It is still not distressing to take it out and give it to the calligrapher to ask for a few calligraphy and paintings.

Calligraphers like Ma Yi are dedicated to learning, eating is to fool the stomach, smoking and drinking is to coax their mouth and stomach.

The good cigarettes and alcohol received can be exchanged for rice flour oil and can still live.

Now I will be very happy to hear that there is money to be made, even if it is a little less horses.

Liu Qiqiang said the price to the wall and the horse's brillo, which was an unexpected surprise for the horse's breeze.

The price of the painting is naturally the same as Mr. Zi Michi.

Ma Ji never imagined that his paintings would be worth so much.

One minute on stage, ten years off stage.

If it weren't for so many years of hard work, even if you had such a sum of money in front of you, you wouldn't be able to get it, wouldn't you?

Today's calligraphers and painters are all made with real knives and guns, and there will be no chaos such as gunman ghostwriting after the 90s.

At this time, the horse felt that his efforts for so many years were worth it, and it felt good to have someone affirm.

If Qi Baishi had not had Chen Shizeng and Xu Beihong to help him, it is estimated that the time of his debut would have been several decades later.

Ma Xun is very happy, and he can be regarded as meeting the noble person in his life.

Be sure to seize this opportunity, Liu Qiqiang's bicycle must be collected by himself.

This is a milestone in the artistry of horses.

The girl went home to get her tools.

Liu Qiqiang talked to Mr. Zidao about some of the ideas for painting later, and also said by the way about the things that need to be painted for cultural construction.

The two people made an appointment to finish this batch of work and talk about cooperation.

Liu Qiqiang came to the place where the employees were trained, and the personnel were almost found.

Xiao Lin Zi came up with ingenuity and found two veterans to engage in militarized training.

Liu Qiqiang was very satisfied, Xiao Linzi's thinking was still ahead enough.

This training model only emerged after the 90s, and with it came Chinese culture education.

It is necessary to cultivate employee gratitude, loyalty, and single-mindedness to the boss.

The idea of sinology is indispensable.

"Do you inquire, does the county talk about Chinese studies? Hurry up and invite a teacher over.

After finding a teacher and taking it to the office, I talked about it first, and then gave the staff a few lessons.

Liu Qiqiang also highly affirmed Xiao Linzi's approach and praised Xiao Linzi again.

Song Qingshun rolled his eyes at Xiao Lin Zi.

"Let's go, let's go and see if Song Qingshun has anything we need to praise."

Liu Qiqiang said to several people with a smile.

Song Qingshun was happy like a child, jumped up and led the way, and walked towards the supermarket. Song Qingshun's speed is much faster than Xiaolinzi, and the supermarket has taken shape.

The employees are also trained and orderly, and everyone is busy with their work.

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