Rebirth started from selling lunch boxes and reached the pinnacle of life

After having enough wine and food, Chen Yiping was ready to leave.

"Thank you for taking me in. This meal is truly unforgettable. This is all the money I have with me, and it will be my meal allowance for today." Chen Yiping took out all the money from his inner pocket and put it on the table.

Although the people who ate together were all strangers, it was the most delicious, warm and comfortable meal he had eaten in these years. No matter how much money he spent, he felt it was worth it.

At a cursory glance, there were several hundred-dollar bills on the surface, and there was some change inside.

No matter how much Lin Guihua loves money, facing a kind and kind old man, she can't do anything but charge him a few hundred yuan for some food.

So he generously pushed the money back.

"Old sir, no matter the money, we are destined to be together, so you can help us taste the dishes."

Knowing their concerns, Chen Yiping looked around and suddenly said: "If I'm not mistaken, your hotel doesn't seem to have a name yet?"

Lin Guihua slapped her thigh: "Oh, that's right, look how we forgot about this."

Only then did Liu Yihang remember that his hotel didn't have a name yet, but there were plaques hanging on the doors of the stores next door.

Sleepiness meets pillow.

Chen Yiping said happily: "It's a coincidence. I can write a few words. How about I write a few words for you and use them as food?"

He was naturally modest when he said this. You should know that people who usually come to him for letters come with money in hand, but he may not write them.

Not to mention a thousand dollars a word, there must be a thousand dollars a word.

Chen Yiping was also in high spirits today and took the initiative to write a letter to express his gratitude.

Lin Guihua didn't understand, she thought to herself, if this old man is drunk, who can't write? Her son can also write, why do you need his handwriting?

Liu Yihang knew in his heart that this old man must be a great calligrapher, and the experience he had just gained must have come from him.

A master calligrapher personally inscribed a calligraphy for their shop. This is a beautiful thing you must not miss.

He quickly said: "That's great. We need it in our store. Thank you. I'll buy pen and paper right now."

Lin Guihua and Liu Xiangdong were puzzled when they saw their son was so happy that he couldn't find Bei, but they didn't ask any more questions.

Yunyin and his family were also surprised by Liu Yihang's attitude, and they all looked at the old man and the young man.

Liu Yihang quickly went to the stationery store in front and bought back a medium-sized set of pens, inks, paper and inkstones, which cost him more than 200 yuan.

Liu Yihang spread the rice paper on a clean square table, held it down with a paperweight, and took out an ink stick and began to polish the ink.

Chen Yiping didn't dislike the ordinary pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Seeing that his operation was quite satisfactory and there were no mistakes, he thought he had practiced calligraphy, so he let him go.

"What are you going to call me?"

Lin Guihua and Liu Xiangdong both shook their heads and looked at their son: "Listen to Hanghang!"

Liu Yihang is also a bad namer, and he can't think of any good names for a while.

"I can't think of a good name at the moment, why don't you come up with one?" Liu Yihang said with a naive smile.

Chen Yiping lowered his head and thought for a while after hearing this.

"Why don't we call it Wenxiangju? You can smell the fragrance from a long way away, and I was attracted by the fragrance. This couldn't be more vivid."

Everyone thinks it is a good name.

"I think so."

"not bad."

"The old man knows how to name it."

This is how Wenxiangju was settled.

Chen Yiping washed his hands seriously, then sat down slowly and wrote the inscription.

An old man who looked ordinary before, but the moment he picked up the pen, his temperament changed drastically and he became as powerful as a rainbow.

I saw him raising his pen like flowing clouds and flowing water, each stroke showing the tension contained in the tranquility of the owner of the handwriting.

A few parents were lucky. They didn't know calligraphy, so they just thought it looked awesome, but they didn't know the specific method.

Liu Yihang and Yunyin were stunned.

Liu Yihang got Chen Yiping's 50 years of calligraphy experience. Although he knew nothing about calligraphy, looking at this calligraphy, many insights and opinions naturally appeared in his mind.

In his view, every word contains the owner's thinking and wisdom. It can be said that the words belong to the heart. This handwriting is the product of its owner when he was in an excellent state of mind. It is perfect.

As for Yunyin, she had practiced calligraphy for several years before, and Yunxiao had specially invited a famous teacher to give her guidance.

So she could tell at a glance that this old man was extraordinary. Such fonts were simply a visual feast, concise but not simple, perfectly showing the personality of the owner.

When Chen Yiping finished writing, she stepped forward to watch.

Chen Yiping was obviously very satisfied with his handwriting today, nodding and smiling.

Yunyin looked around and said, "I would like to ask, are you Master Chen Yiping?"

Chen Yiping didn't expect that someone could recognize him based on a few words of his own, but he found it interesting.

"Little girl, you have great eyesight!"

When Yunyin was learning calligraphy, she copied the copybooks of some of the most famous contemporary calligraphers. She felt a little familiar, and it took her a long time to remember that it was Chen Yiping's style.

"Your old calligraphy is really pleasing to the eye!" She couldn't help but praise, like a little girl who has chased the stars.

The old and the young looked at each other and smiled.

Although Liu Yihang has experience in Chen Yiping's calligraphy, he does not know Chen Yiping's personal life, so it is difficult to empathize with them.

It was only after Yunyin explained that they realized that the ordinary old man sitting in front of them actually had such an extraordinary identity.

There are many calligraphers who are praised only after their death. Calligraphers like Chen Yiping who are praised and loved while alive are really rare.

Everyone was in awe of the old man in front of them.

Lin Guihua looked at this calligraphy with adoration and thought to herself, the calligrapher personally named their shop and wrote the inscription?

This is such a treasure that it needs to be framed and passed on to future generations.

Seeing that they already knew his identity, Chen Yiping did not hesitate to write down his name, took out the seal he carried with him, and sealed it.

With this mark, the value of this calligraphy is even higher.

The calligrapher personally named and inscribed a little-known restaurant. Such a gimmick, even if the calligraphy was sold for tens of thousands, some people would buy it.

But they won’t sell it.

Liu Yihang looked at the calligraphy with admiration in his eyes.

Seeing the admiring expression on his face, Chen Yiping thought that he also knew calligraphy and asked him kindly what he felt about this calligraphy.

Liu Yihang directly expressed his first feelings. In fact, this feeling came more from Chen Yiping's own experience.

But Chen Yiping didn't know.

He was stunned after hearing this. He didn't expect that this young man had the same feelings as him.