After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

"Exactly." Gu Changsheng nodded, picked up his chopsticks gracefully, and ate slowly.

Qin Xuan asked again, "Master Gu, has you been to the capital?" The corners of his eyes and brows were filled with envy. Although the Qin family dominates one side, the farthest place he has been to is only the Wu'an Mansion.

"No." Gu Changsheng sipped his tea gracefully.

Qin Xuan asked in surprise: "Then how did you buy this enamel hand stove?"

If he can, he also buys a collection, no amount of money will do!

Gu Changsheng smiled slightly: "This is not a purchase, it is a gift."

Qin Xuan was even more shocked. To receive such an expensive gift, the Gu family must be rich and powerful!

"Mr. Chang Lin once went to Pan County to visit, and happened to see a painting of mine, so he replaced it with this set of hand stoves." Gu Changsheng said.

Qin Xuan instantly respected Gu Changsheng: "It turns out that Young Master Gu is a master of Danqing, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Xia Qianqian was also taken aback: "You can still draw?"

Gu Changsheng nodded reservedly.

"Disrespect, disrespect!" Xia Qianqian clasped her fists with both hands, looking at Gu Changsheng with very complicated eyes. Gu Yanjing has been learning Chinese painting from a famous teacher since he was a child.

"Miss Xia, we have a chance to learn from each other." Gu Changsheng said.

"Okay!" Xia Qianqian blurted out.

"Miss Xia also understands Danqing?" Qin Xuan was even more shocked and re-examined Xia Qianqian. The little girl has a calm demeanor that does not match her age, but very few women learn to paint. And Xia Qianqian's family conditions don't look very good.

"I know a little bit, I don't dare to play an axe in front of the young masters." Xia Qianqian smiled and suddenly realized that something was wrong: How did Gu Changsheng know that she could draw?

Gu Changsheng saw through her thoughts, smiled and said, "Good porcelain is like cloth, and it is the icing on the cake by the embroidered mother. If you want to burn porcelain well, you must work hard in painting skills."

"That's right. I've always wanted to burn the painting on the porcelain, but unfortunately I have only painted some simple patterns on the porcelain." Qin Xuan said regretfully.

Xia Qianqian didn't dare to say a word. She is a master at painting landscapes and figures on porcelain! I haven't fired porcelain yet, so keep a low profile.

Gu Changsheng and Qin Xuan chatted very happily, drinking while chatting, after two glasses, Gu Changsheng's face began to blush. Xia Qianqian looked at him worriedly and persuaded in a low voice, "You are not healthy, drink less."

"Are you worried about me?" Gu Changsheng squinted and chuckled, the corners of his eyes slightly drunk.

Xia Qianqian glared at him: "No!"

Qin Ge and Qin Xuan were drinking vigorously and kept pouring wine for Gu Changsheng. Xia Qianqian felt uncomfortable like a cat scratching in her heart, but she had no reason to stop it.

Seeing that Gu Changsheng drank two more cups, his face became more and more red, Xia Qianqian couldn't take it anymore, and reached out to stop the wine for him: "I'll drink this cup for you!"

"Okay!" Gu Changsheng readily agreed.

Qin Ge was not happy anymore: "Miss Xia, how can a girl stop drinking for a man?"

"He's not in good health, so he can't drink too much." Xia Qianqian lifted her neck and drank her glass of wine, "It's getting late, let's go! I'll be on my way tomorrow!"

Without waiting for Gu Changsheng to speak, she forcibly pulled Gu Changsheng up.

Gu Changsheng's heart was warm and sweet, he stood up obediently, and by the feeling of drinking, he leaned halfway against Xia Qianqian's body.

Qingtong wanted to reach out to help, but was ignored by Gu Changsheng.

Xia Qianqian didn't think much about it, and supported Gu Changsheng upstairs without any complaints. For convenience, she pulled Gu Changsheng's arm and put it on her shoulders, holding his hand with one hand and supporting his waist with the other.