Skill Replicator

Wang Tao came to his house according to the address given by Zhang Tao and found that Zhang Tao lived in a two-story house in the village in the city.

This house seemed to be a few years old, but it was still a blue brick and blue tile. I knocked on the door, and after a while the door opened, I saw Zhang Tao opening the door with a smile.

"I guess you are here, please come in quickly."

Wang Tao walked in with Zhang Tao. After entering the door, there was a shadow wall with a picture of green pine and white crane painted on it.

I turned the shadow wall and faced a two-story house. This kind of house is rare now. After entering, there is a picture of green pine and white crane like the shadow wall. Below is a long, tall case that Wang Tao saw when he was a child. , There are vases on it, and other decorative objects.

There are two grandmaster chairs below, with a high table in the middle, and six grandmaster chairs opposite to each other below. There are coffee tables connected in the middle, and the floor is very polished bricks.

"This house was purchased by my great-grandfather 100 years ago, and the appearance of the furnishings has hardly changed in these years." Seeing Wang Tao a little surprised, Zhang Tao said with a smile.

The two moved to the side hall, and then there was a wooden staircase up to the second floor. Compared with the first floor, the second floor has a larger area. In the middle is a large book case of more than a dozen square meters. Inside are several bookshelves full of books.

On the opposite side of the plan is a set of modern wooden furniture, and there is a coffee table in front, and a set of tea sets are placed on both sides.

Near the window, there is a desk with a computer on it. Looking at it, even though Zhang Tao is not young, he still keeps pace with the times.

"What kind of tea?" Zhang Tao asked Wang Tao to sit down, and then asked.

"I haven't studied tea, any kind of tea is fine." Wang Tao said with a smile.

"You are the same as me. I am not too picky about tea. Then make a pot of Tieguanyin." Zhang Tao smiled, then took out a box of tea leaves from under the coffee table, pinched a few of them and put them in the teapot, and then started Boil water.

After doing this, he pointed to the thing in Wang Tao's hand: "You will come as soon as you come. What is this for?"

"I just came to visit you a long time ago, but I didn’t have a chance. This time I went to Beijing to attend the annual meeting. I went to Liulichang for a round. I passed by Rongbaozhai. I bought a few sets of the Four Treasures of Study. It’s not a good thing. It's most suitable, so I took it over." Wang Tao said and put the things he was holding on the coffee table.

"Forget it this time, let's not take it as an example. I didn't expect that your cursive writing would be bad. If Song Zhihong was not showing off in the calligraphy group, I don't know yet, what you have hidden is quite deep." Zhang Tao smiled, and then immediately Looking at Wang Tao, he said in a meaningful tone.

"I didn't hide it either. I just think that Qin Yuanchun's cursive writing works better. I haven't said before that I can only use regular scripts, right." Wang Tao explained and said.

"You're right, I'm preconceived. I originally thought it was already pretty good at this level of practice at your age. I didn't expect to have a good command of cursive." Zhang Tao nodded, Wang Tao was right, he did not say You can only use regular scripts if you live by yourself, because you are preconceived.

"But that's okay. With these two characters, joining the Calligraphers Association is even more not a problem." Zhang Tao said.

The two talked about calligraphy for a while. Of course, Wang Tao didn't activate the level 7 calligraphy skills. This was too energy-consuming, but instead activated the level 6 calligraphy skills for a day.

Although he could not reach the state of Zhang Tao, he could become a calligrapher. Even so, Zhang Tao was surprised. Originally thought Wang Tao was a wild road, but he wrote well, but he did not expect that the theories would be so rich. Fonts are also studied.

While chatting, Zhang Tao led Wang Tao to visit the writings he had written before, or the works of some famous modern artists in his collection.

After enjoying it for a while, the two of them sat back in front of the coffee table again.

Zhang Tao skillfully poured out the tea, then filled it up, and then began to pour it into the small ceramic teacup.

Wang Tao really doesn't appreciate this kind of cumbersome thing. What he likes is picking up the teacup and having a drink, not like this one that has been busy for a long time and is not enough for a small sip.

But he still picked up the small teacup and drank half a cup.

Even if Wang Tao didn't have much research on tea, he knew that this tea was definitely not bad. When it first entered his throat, the tea was still a bit bitter. When it was swallowed, the aroma of tea filled his mouth.

"Good tea!" Putting down the teacup, Wang Tao exclaimed sincerely.

"Compared to tea, I actually prefer wine. I have nothing to do today. Don't go away later. Let's drink two glasses together. Although I can't compare to you, it's a pleasure to drink Takeshita." Zhang Tao smiled. Said.

"Then I would be more respectful than fate." Wang Tao saw that Zhang Tao was in a good mood today, thinking that he would have nothing to do anyway, and it would be no big deal to drink as long as he drank.

The two drank tea for a while, and Zhang Tao said again: "Since you are here, you can't just let you go. I said before that you are recommended to join the Calligraphers Association and you must have works. It is better to hit the sun if you choose a day. Write two pictures."

Wang Tao nodded in agreement, and then the two stood in front of the book case.

"I don't know what to write for a while." Wang Tao thought for a while, and then asked Zhang Tao.

"My two favorite articles, one is the Shao Shi Ming, and the other is the tortoise's longevity, so let's write these two articles." Zhang Tao had already had an idea, and now Wang Tao asked him, he didn't even think about it, and said directly. .

"Okay!" Wang Tao nodded in agreement, then took the brush from the pen holder and lightly touched the tip of the pen with his hand.

Zhang Tao has already begun to grind, and although the inscriptions of the old house and the life of the turtle are both very famous poems, Wang Tao will naturally recite them.

After dipping in the ink, Wang Tao practiced his hand skills first, and then turned on the 7th level calligraphy skills.

"If the mountain is not high, the name is if there is a fairy. The water is not deep, and there is a dragon if there is a spirit. Si is a shabby room, but I am ethical. The moss marks are green on the upper level, and the grass is green. Suqin, read the Jin Jing. There is no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and the shape of no case. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Yunting in Xishu. Confucius: What is it?"

This shabby room inscription by Liu Yuxi is indeed an article liked by many literati in ancient times, and Wang Tao wrote the whole article in cursive style.

He went to the other side of the book case and began to write about the life of the turtle.

"Although the tortoise has a longevity, there is still time;

When the snake rides in the fog, it turns into dust.

Lao Ji Fuping, aspiring to a thousand miles;

The martyrs are full of enthusiasm in their twilight years.

The period of contraction is not only in the sky;

The blessing of Yang Yi, you can get eternal years.

Fortunately, even, sing to chant the will. "

This poem was written by Cao Cao. This is not only a politician and military strategist, but also a poet, who has an extremely important position in history.

"Do you know how to write this poem? I think it might be better to write this poem in seal." After Wang Tao finished writing, Zhang Tao suddenly asked again.

Wang Tao nodded, and then wrote it again in seal script.

All three characters were stamped with his own mountain spring farmer's seal, and then he smiled and walked to the side.

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