Wu Haogu came to borrow money from the Pan family's gold, silver and silk shop. Although he had three or four thousand gifts in his hand, the value was nearly 30,000 yuan, which was enough to pay a total of 25,200 yuan for the palace and Wanjia shop.

However, Wu Haogu was still more cautious and did not dare to take out the 25,200 pieces of money at once. Instead, he still used the land deed of Wujia Paozhai on Panlou Street to pledge the loan from the Pan family's gold, silver and silk shop. Then he redeemed his own son Wu Chengzhi from the Kaifeng Prison, and then designed to wash the "black money" worth tens of thousands of pieces of money in his hand into white.

As for the money laundering method, of course, it is not difficult for Wu Haogu to become an artist in his previous life, but he is still a person in the circle and is familiar with the shady scenes of money laundering in the art market.

At that time, he would only have to do a few more public singing and selling in the Su family shop, and he would be able to clean up the money by buying and selling by himself.

Following the manager of the Pan family's gold and silver shop, Wu Hao was familiar with the ancient times and went up to the third floor of the Pan family's gold and silver shop, and excitedly rushed to the study of Pan Xiao'an, Pan Daguanren. As soon as he entered the door, he heard a pleasant female voice that made him extremely moved.

"Brother Dawu, come in quickly."

Wu Haogu looked up and saw a girl wearing a green dress, standing pretty in front of Zhang's desk, holding a dough fan in her hand, waving happily to him, smiling like a flower, very charming.

Wu Haogu was very conflicted about this emotion that did not belong to him. So during the days after the soul-changing, he deliberately avoided meeting with Pan Qiaolian.

But today I met at the Pan family’s gold, silver and silk exchange shop.

"Dalang, come and meet the Xiaomi official quickly." When Wu Dalang was a little embarrassed, Li Tang spoke on the other side.

Li Tang and Wu Chengzhi have a good relationship, and they are very familiar with Wu Haogu, and they are half an elder.

"Xiaomi" is the nickname of Mi Youren's calligraphy and painting business in Kaifeng Prefecture. His father Mi Fu is called Dami, and he is Xiaomi.

Wu Haogu certainly recognized this Xiaomi official. After all, their father and son are celebrities in calligraphy and painting. However, Mi Youren did not know Wu Haogu. In fact, they had met. However, in the eyes of Mi Youren, a student of the Imperial College who was born in a famous family (the son of an official in the Song Dynasty above can be admitted to the Imperial College). The shopkeepers and shopkeepers of the calligraphy and painting shops can be ignored.

Knowing that Mi Youren is here, Wu Haogu will naturally go in and meet him. The disaster in his family is ultimately due to his son Mi Fu!

If Mi Fu hadn't had it been a big deal, who would have known that the "Eighty-Seven Immortals" by Wanshou Temple was fake?

Now, it is probably necessary to tie the bell to untie it! If the Wu family wants to escape the disaster in front of them, they have to take out a picture of "Eighty-Seven Immortals"...

"Wu Haogu has met the Grand Official of Mi." Wu Haogu entered the study and bowed to Mi Youren first, then greeted Pan Qiaolian and Li Tang. "Eighteenth Sister, Master Li."

"Brother Dawu, sit down quickly." Pan Qiaolian stretched out her slender jade hand and warmly greeted Wu Haogu to take her seat.

Wu Haogu sat down on a rose chair, but did not mention borrowing money, but looked at Mi Youren intently.

Mi Youren smiled slightly and also called out, "I'm a great official. I'm just a student of the Imperial College. I can't be considered an official. Brother Wu will call me Yuanhui."

"Brother Yuanhui," Wu Hao Ancient Road, "The following is Chongdao."

"Very good," Mi Youren grinned, revealing her white teeth, which looked very sunny, "Then I will call you brothers and brothers in the future."

Pan Qiaolian looked at the two of them calling each other brothers and was a little impatient, so she interrupted and asked, "Brother Dawu, Xiaomi said that you have drew a very good picture of "Sang Family Tile Picture", but is there such a thing?"

Wu Haogu looked at Mi Youren and smiled and said, "There is a picture of "Sang Family Tile Picture" that was given to Brother Gao Qiu from the Prince Consort's Mansion."

"Yes, yes, that one." Mi Youren asked with interest, "How did you draw it? Why can't I even go well with it?"

"Brother Yin," Pan Qiaolian and Mi Youren also play together, so they sometimes call him his nickname, "There are paintings in this world that you can't copy?"

Mi Youren nodded seriously, "There are two pictures, one is the "Drunk Arhat Picture" and the other is the "Sang Family Wazi Picture" by Chongdao."

After hearing Xiaomi's words, Wu Haogu was very proud. These two paintings were both his works.

"Brother Yuanhui is joking. What's the difficulty in meeting these two paintings?" Wu Haogu's eyes turned and began to tease Mi Youren with words.

"Yes," Pan Qiaolian looked at Mi Youren with a smile, "It's still Brother Dawu who has the ability, and even the "Drunk Arhat Picture" has been released. Brother Yin, you have met a master now."

"If you don't believe it, don't believe it." Mi Youren shook his head repeatedly when he heard this, "The figures on the "Drunk Arhat Picture" can be painted so vividly. Every stroke and every stroke are all skill. If you can copy it exactly the same, you will be the painting saint of the world."

"Rein" is a means to learn brushwork. If you can draw exactly the same, you will master the brushwork of the painter in "Drunk Arhat Picture".

This is beyond the brushwork of the painting saint Wu Daozi! If you master it, how can you not be the painting saint of the world?

"Haha, I don't believe it either." Li Tang shook his head while touching his beard, "Dalang, unless you can face the previous book in front of me."

Wu Haogu nodded, and just as he was about to agree, Pan Qiaolian next to him rushed to say, "But there is no copy of "Drunk Arhat Picture" here."

Of course, there are many copies of "Drunk Arhat Pictures" in the Pan family's gold, silver, silk and silk shop. One is copied by Wu Hao in ancient times, and some are written by Li Tang.

However, Pan Qiaolian knew that Wu Haogu's painting skills were not very good, so she said that because she was afraid that he would blow it.

"That's true." Li Tang smiled bitterly, knowing that even if the Pan family's eighteenth sister liked Wu Haogu, she could only help make lies.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have it," Wu Haogu understood Pan Qiaolian's thoughts and smiled gratefully at her, "If you don't have the original picture, just take a photo."

He looked at Mi Youren, "Brother Yuanhui, I wonder what the Mi family's photo skills are? Why aren't I better draw my skills when I bet on a bet?"

"Gambling photos? Are you a painter?" Mi Youren's eyes swept through the room and fell on Pan Qiaolian, "Eighteen, what's wrong?"

In ancient China, anyone who copied flowers, fruits, plants, animals, etc. was called sketching; those who copied portraits of characters were called photos.

"Photo?" Pan Qiaolian looked at Wu Haogu and asked with some concern, "Brother Dawu, do you really want to compare photos with Xiaomi?"

Pan Qiaolian knew a little about Wu Haogu's photo art. A few years ago, when they were childhood sweethearts, Pan Qiaolian often worked as a "model" for Wu Haogu.

However, Wu Haogu’s ability in photo shooting is not very outstanding, and he is also the route that Wu family can describe.

"Yes." Wu Haogu nodded in certain respect.

"Who is better to draw?" Pan Qiaolian looked around and saw that there were only four people in the study, including Wu Haogu, Mi Youren, Li Tang and himself.

Wu Haogu and Mi Youren want to paint, and the only ones that can be used to make drawing patterns are himself and Li Tang.

However, Wu Haogu had never painted Li Tang before, so I was afraid that I would not draw well...

"Then let's draw slaves." Pan Qiaolian glanced at Wu Haogu shyly, "Brother Dawu wants to draw better."

Wu Haogu took a breath secretly. He originally wanted to draw Li Tang, but he didn't expect Pan Qiaolian to volunteer. But let alone, this girl's figure is first-class, and it would be nice to draw her, but unfortunately she is not a human body...

"Okay, let's draw the Eighteenth Sister." Mi Youren smiled and said, "Brother Chongdao, what are you going to bet? How can you decide the winner?"

The Chinese people's gamble and fight are also in line with each other. The Song people loved gambling very much, and even showed a gambling method called Guanpu, which was both business and gambling.

The so-called Guanpu means that all the goods of a merchant can be sold or dug. The Guanpu parties agree on the price and throw them in the clay pot or underground with the first money (i.e., copper coins), and judge the winner or lose based on the number of subtitles of the first money. If you win, you can take away the items you throw, and if you lose, you will pay.

The gameplay using skills as a gambling method was also very popular in the Song Dynasty. The most popular ones were Cuju and sumo wrestling. Whether it was conducted privately or publicly, there were bets of big and small bets. Sumo wrestlings of big and small in Kaifeng City were directly connected to the gambling stalls.

However, calligraphy is rare in gambling and painting skills. After all, calligraphy and painting are of different opinions and cannot be explained clearly.

Wu Haogu looked at Mi Youren and said word by word: "I bet on the brushwork of "Sang Family Wazi Picture" and bet on the copy of "Eighty-Seven Immortals" in Brother Yuanhui's family!
Chapter completed!