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"Don't want the best, just choose the most expensive."

At this time, Wang Guan rolled his eyes and said, "How come this sounds so familiar? Am I that kind of person?"

"No... it's strange." Yu Feibai smiled and said, "I don't know you yet. The lease period is only one year. It's clear that I want to fatten the sheep and slaughter it. If you harvest it once a year, you will definitely make a lot of money."

"What is slaughtering fat sheep? It's too ugly..." Wang Guanyi said sternly: "We are mutually beneficial and win-win."

"Tsk, the result is not the same."

Yu Feibai curled his lips and said, "It's just one who wants to fight and the other who wants to be beaten."

"Since you know it's your affection and my will, why do you still have so much nonsense?" Wang Guan glanced and said, "I can understand your jealousy, but please don't slander my noble character and make people misunderstand what to do if you misunderstand it?"

"Get out, if you have noble character, then I will be a saint with impeccable morality." Yu Feibai scoffed and said curiously: "Anotherwise, what did you choose?"

"I originally planned to tell you directly, but considering that you don't trust me like this, I won't be too busy."

"You want to keep it a secret, but you actually depend on me again..."

While the two were quarreling, the car also returned to the mansion. Yu Feibai stopped the car and enthusiastically planned to help Wang Guan carry his luggage. This was clearly known to everyone by the passers-by, so Wang Guan naturally refused without hesitation.

"You are slandering. Am I the kind of person who just casually gets someone else's burden?"

“No doubt you are…”

Hearing this, Yu Feibai looked unhappy and quickly came to the living room of the house to complain: "Old Qian, I seem to be going to pick someone up. He actually didn't know the good people's hearts and slandered me in turn."

"Wang Guan has arrived."

At this moment, Mr. Qian showed a kind and smile on his face: "Why are you two competing for trivial matters?"

"It's not a small matter, but a big matter." Yu Feibai looked righteous and then exposed it like a report: "Old Qian, Wang Guan was bad at learning, and he actually cheated people."

"oh."

Qian Old Man said in surprise: "Who are you cheating? Is it you?"

"Of course it's not me. I'm not that stupid, I'll be cheated by him casually." Yu Feibai laughed and said, "But the person who was cheated deserves it. He is purely stupid and has a lot of money, and is not afraid of squandering..."

"For some reason, what's going on?"

After a few words, Mr. Qian was naturally puzzled.

"Old Qian, don't listen to his nonsense."

At this time, Wang Guan naturally explained, explained the situation in detail, saying that he would agree to Longhushan’s plea for the sake of Mr. Zhang.

"I'm sorry for this." Yu Feibai looked down upon: "Old Zhang had also been a lobbyist before. Why don't you agree?"

"The nature is different, my attitude must be different."

Wang Guan was very calm and opened the duffel bag, took out a box and put it on the table: "Old Zhang. This is the rubber of the fluorescent tree. Please take a look. Old Zhang has verified that the thing should be genuine..."

"oh."

Mr. Qian was quite curious and immediately opened the box. He picked it up and observed and studied it carefully. The glue in the box had a crystal clear texture, and it was as elastic as kraft candy. It looked like chemical silicone. However, it did not have the smell of silicone, and it looked very smooth and delicate.

"How did Dongfeng verify it?"

After a while of research, Mr. Qian said casually: "I have also been searching for information these days, but because the information is too hasty and the information is not thorough enough, I don't know much about fluorescent resin. I know that after this thing is extracted, it will slowly cool down and solidify. When I want to use it, I need to reheat..."

“Yes, it’s heating.”

In an instant, Yu Feibai nodded quickly: "Wang Guan just told me that Mr. Zhang just heated the things and water, and the glue naturally melted into liquid form, and then it could be melted into the ink."

"Haha, then it seems that this thing should be right." Qian Lao smiled and said: "After the glue and ink are mixed in a certain proportion, the written words will naturally have a fluorescent effect. It is a kind of light that is integrated from the inside to the outside, not the kind of glitter powder and the font is very rough."

"Then... try..."

When Yu Feibai heard this, his eyes shone brightly and said with great enthusiasm: "Lears are false, but eyes are true. No matter how much you say, it is better to verify it yourself to know if it is true."

Wang Guan was not a stingy person either. When he saw Yu Feibai interested, he waved his hand and said, "Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing..."

"hey-hey!"

Seeing that Wang Guan agreed, Yu Feibai immediately took action and put out various tools on the table, as well as pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Everything was ready, so he cut a little glue with a knife. Then, according to Wang Guan's instructions, he put the glue in an iron spoon, added some clean water, and then slowly burned it.

In a moment, the glue melted naturally, and under the sunlight, it emitted a crystal shining luster.

"It's true."

Seeing this, Yu Feibai's face showed excitement, and he raised the spoon to observe the sunshine. He continued to heat it until the liquid gel in the spoon slowly cooled down and solidified again.

“Hurry quickly…”

After a while, Yu Feibai boiled the glue into liquid again, then poured it into the inkstone quickly, and then urged him quickly: "Wang Guan, grind the ink quickly..."

"knew."

Wang Guan was prepared for a long time, so he immediately squeezed a few drops of water on the inkstone, then picked up the ink ingot and grind it carefully. With a little force on his wrist, the ink ingot rotated evenly, and soon dissipated into thick ink.

The ink grinding through the ink ingots looks brighter in itself. Now a liquid with fluorescent resin is added. The two are harmonious and blended very smoothly. Some changes have gradually taken place during Wang Guan's spin grinding.

"It's almost done, it's almost done."

A few minutes later, at Yu Feibai's instructions, Wang Guan stopped grinding the ink. When he picked up the ink ingot, the ink in the ink pool gradually balanced, as quiet as a deep pool for the ages.

At first glance, there seems to be nothing special about the ink ink ink, but when Yu Feibai picked up the inkstone and moved it to the sun, a strange light shines.

"Haha, the second phase of the experiment was successful, and the grease was indeed melted into the ink..." Yu Feibai cheered and held the inkstone back on the table, and then said very much: "Old Qian, it's your turn to take action in the end."

"Um."

Mr. Qian nodded slightly, with a smile on his face. Then he pulled a brush in the bamboo pen holder, then went into the inkstone pool and dipped enough ink, then he closed the pen tip, and then lifted the pen and hung it in the air.

After pondering and deliberating, Mr. Qian immediately wrote on the paved white rice paper.

To be honest, Mr. Qian's calligraphy skills are definitely not as good as Mr. Zhou. However, it should be fairly evaluated. Mr. Zhou's level is no different from that of a professional calligrapher, while Mr. Qian's level is the highest level among amateur calligraphers, which is comparable to that of ordinary calligraphers.

In addition, Mr. Qian learned about Zhao Mengfu's running script, with round and graceful fonts. His brushwork was particularly elegant in twists and turns.

"Transatisfaction and far-reaching!"

Not long after, Mr. Qian stopped, and Yu Feibai immediately flattered: "Mr. Qian is very well written, and his brush and ink are in harmony. His momentum is extraordinary and full of everyone's style..."

"Come and flatter."

Qian Lao laughed and scolded: "Every time I write, you say the same thing, and you are not tired of it. I feel annoyed."

"From one's end, it means I'm just saying a fact." Yu Feibai smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, ask Wang Guan. See if what I'm saying is the truth."

In an instant, Wang Guan pretended to be deaf and became dumb, and naturally knew that Yu Feibai was putting a trap on himself. No matter how he answered this, he was really fooled.

However, Wang Guan still underestimated Yu Feibai's shamelessness. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yu Feibai immediately smiled and said, "Look, he has made up for it..."

"Stop making trouble."

At this time, Wang Guan was speechless and then signaled: "The ink traces have dried up."

"What are you waiting for? Come and help me."

In an instant, Yu Feibai hurriedly picked up Qian's calligraphy works carefully, held four corners with Wang Guan, and then came to the sunny window lightly.

The two men adjusted slightly, so that the calligraphy works were exposed to the sun. That is, at the same moment, there was no special ink word, and a faint light suddenly appeared. This was a restrained faint light, just as Mr. Qian said, it was the luster that was emitted from the ink word itself.

No matter who read it, his first reaction was that this calligraphy work had become a masterpiece, possessing the legendary fairy, spiritual, or demonic energy, so every word shines brightly and shines.

“Beautiful, so beautiful.”

At the same time, Yu Feibai looked excited and his eyes were filled with a look of surprise: "Old Qian, the thing belongs to me. When I look back, I immediately ask someone to carefully frame it and give it to my nephew as a family heirloom."

"What a pity, I should ask Yizhi to come and write this word."

Mr. Qian nodded casually, carefully watched the work for a moment, and suddenly shook his head and said, "With my level, writing these four words randomly is simply a waste of such a treasure."

"Old Qian, you are being self-deprecating. Your calligraphy is not much inferior to some calligraphers, and even stronger than some calligraphers..." Wang Guan said sincerely, not flattering. After all, some calligraphers are just a calligrapher, but in fact they don't have much strength at all.

"Yes, very right." Yu Feibai must have agreed quickly: "The word "Old Qian" is simply a shocking world and awe-inspiring ghosts and gods. The pen is shocking wind and rain, and the writing is shocking ghosts and gods..."

“It’s too exaggerated.”

Mr. Qian shook his head and walked away two steps at the right time, not wanting to listen to such unregulated words.

"Not exaggerating at all." Yu Feibai vowed: "If you don't believe it, just take out this work and ask someone to ask if they believe it?"
Chapter completed!