"His book boy painted them." Su Qian pointed to the first three paintings. "All three were painted by his book boy. Only this one was painted by the scholar himself."
Chu Yu's face flashed with surprise. "If even his book boy can copy paintings to this level, that scholar's painting skills must be quite impressive, right?"
"Not particularly."
Just then, a man in a white robe stepped out of the pavilion.
He had regular features, fair skin, and flowing long hair. He looked even more refined and handsome than the scholar Chu Ming had dressed up as.
"Brother, why did you come out?" Su Qian asked, turning around.
Chu Yu immediately looked over and cupped his hands in greeting. "Brother Su."
Su Zhe raised a hand and gently brushed the hair from Su Qian's forehead. In a warm voice, he said, "But little sister's eye for things is still quite good. These paintings aren't particularly impressive in terms of skill, but their selling point is very appealing."
As he spoke, he also cupped his hands to Chu Yu. "Young Master Chu."
But compared with Chu Yu's slight bow, Su Zhe's return greeting seemed rather aloof. He moved his hands, but never even looked at Chu Yu.
What was most surprising was that Chu Yu, a famous wealthy merchant in Baiyuan County and the second young master of the Chu Family, didn't seem to mind at all. He still wore a smile.
Su Zhe first pointed to the fourth painting and said calmly, "This painting is clearly a copy, yet the artist took it upon himself to add his own ideas in a few places."
"The original painting's landscape flowed seamlessly, but this person went too far, adding unnecessary details. These few strokes completely ruined the artistic conception."
Su Zhe pointed