In the morning, after a busy day, Xia Jie, who had just been free, sat in the kitchen, drinking soy milk and eating fried dough sticks.

Song Xiaodong's screaming sound suddenly came from outside.

"Brother Jie, Brother Jie, come out quickly!"

"Xiaodong, what's wrong, what's wrong?"

Xia Jie leaned out of the window and asked.

"Haha, a good thing, a great thing!"

Song Xiaodong rushed into the small courtyard and said with excitement on his face.

"What's the good thing? Let you be like this, your father has found you a daughter-in-law?"

The corners of Xia Jie's mouth curled and teased.

"Hey, that's my good thing, it's your good thing!"

Song Xiaodong wiped the sweat from his forehead, rushed into the house and pulled Xia Jie and said.

"Hurry up, hurry up and follow me, people are still waiting!"

"Where are you going, who's waiting?"

Xia Jie couldn't help asking.

"It's someone from the Capital Museum, who wants to find you by name, this will be in the village committee!"

Song Xiaodong pointed outside and said.

"Capital Museum, what are you looking for me?"

Xia Jie was a little puzzled.

"Of course it's a good thing, I said that I want to collect the things you made, and there is a bonus to be taken!"

Song Xiaodong said with admiration on his face.

"Brother Jie, you're still awesome, people sit at home, and wealth falls from the sky!"

"Let's go, let's go, don't make people wait for a long time, that's the museum of the capital, people from big places!"

Song Xiaodong urged.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished breakfast yet!"

Xia Jie pointed to the table and said.

"Yo, soy milk fritters, I haven't eaten them either, just have one, pour me a bowl of soy milk!"

Xiao Heizi was not polite at all, picked up a fritter and ate it.

But before the meal was finished, the old village chief's phone called again.

"Hey, Xiaojie, has Xiaodong come to you?"

"Well, old village chief, it's already here!"

"Okay, the leader of the museum is waiting for you here, you can come with Xiaodong quickly!"

On the other end of the phone, the old village chief was also full of excitement.

This cultural center has just applied for what intangible heritage has just left, and the Capital Museum is here again, Xia Jie, this kid, who doesn't look obvious, is actually very capable!

"Oh, okay, I'll be here later. ”

Xia Jie didn't panic at all, hung up the phone, and continued to eat soy milk fritters.

This is made by myself, it is original, and it can't be wasted.

As for Song Xiaodong, who was originally in a hurry, he was no longer in a hurry to leave under the temptation of sweet soy milk and crispy fritters.

The sky and the earth are big, and the belly is the largest, so let's talk about it when we are full.

Two bowls of soy milk, two fried eggs, and four fried dough sticks, it's so comfortable!

Xia Jie stood up and wiped his mouth: "Xiaodong, let's go!"

"Woo ......"

Song Xiaodong forced the last bit of fritter into his mouth, then nodded, and trotted towards the three-wheeled motorcycle outside.

"Watch the door at home, I'll come when I go!"

Xia Jie followed behind and said a word to the ball by the way.

Xu Fugui is also working hard these days, so he asked Xu Fugui not to come on weekends and rest at home.

The combination of work and rest can do better work.

"Wang...... Wow!"

(Master, you can go with confidence!)

The dog screamed twice and wagged its tail fast.

......

In the village committee, Liu Changgen was looking at the two guests opposite, one old and one young, with a smile on his face, and said very respectfully: "Director Xu, they will come soon, you wait a minute!"

"It's okay, village chief, thank you!"

The elder who was wearing a Tang costume, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and meticulously combed his hair smiled slightly and said politely.

"Come on, come on, smoke a cigarette!"

Liu Changgen took out Bao Huazi from his pocket and pulled two of them.

This is the last time he received the leader of the cultural center, he bought it with his own money, and he was not willing to draw it yet.

"Thanks, no!"

Curator Xu waved his hand, and the young man next to him shook his head with the same smile.

"Oh oh, then tea, tea!"

The old village chief hurriedly pushed the teacup forward again.

No way, the capital is a particularly sacred place for him, and he has never been there in his life!

Moreover, the Capital Museum is very lofty when he hears it, which adds a bit of reverence and longing to him.

It should be all treasures in there!

"Thank you!"

The two smiled equally reservedly.

"I ...... I'll go to the door and have a look!"

The old village chief, who felt a little unable to sit still, said hello, and hurried to the outside of the village committee, nodded to Genhuazi, and stretched his neck to look at the road.

"Xiaojie, this kid, why hasn't he come yet!"

Halfway through the cigarette, the roar of a motorcycle engine was heard on the road.

He looked up and saw that it was Song Xiaodong coming, and Xia Jie was sitting behind him.

"Xiaojie, hurry up, hurry in, Curator Xu has been waiting for you for a long time!"

also pulled Xia Jie, and the old village chief walked inside.

"Director Xu, this is Xia Jie of our village. ”

"Xiao Jie, this is Director Xu of the Capital Museum, next to his assistant Xiao Su. ”

After entering the village committee, Liu Changgen introduced to both parties.

"Master Xia Jie, hello, hello, I have admired my name for a long time!"

Curator Xu stood up, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to say.

"Curator Xu, hello!"

Xia Jie shook his hand without humility or arrogance.

"I don't know what you came to me?"

Xia Jie asked bluntly.

On the road just now, Song Xiaodong didn't say it clearly, so when he met at this moment, he naturally wanted to ask.

"Master Xia Jie, that's right, according to our understanding, the Yao Chang Tianmu Jar you made is exquisitely shaped and exquisitely workmanlike, and it has successfully reproduced the pinnacle of ancient cup making. ”

"Therefore, we Capital Museum hereby invites you to collect the tea cup you made, so that more people can appreciate your tea cup and understand the history of the tea cup. ”

Regarding his question, Xiao Su, the young assistant next to him, immediately replied with a smile.

"You're going to collect my teacup?"

Xia Jie narrowed his eyes and muttered.

"Yes, of course, considering that the artistic value of that teacup is very high, we will also give you a certain financial subsidy accordingly. ”

Speaking of this, the young man paused slightly and glanced at Director Xu, who was calm and relaxed.

"In terms of fees, after discussion in our hall, we decided to give you a one-time subsidy of one million, Master Xia Jie, do you think it's okay?"

Curator Xu smiled slightly and said unhurriedly.

"A million!"

Liu Changgen, who was listening next to him, couldn't help but gasp, I'm a good one, just a small tea bowl, can I sell so much?

It's more expensive than the root carving that the foreigner bought!

It's amazing, it's amazing, Xia Jie's craftsmanship is simply a gold ingot, you can sell anything for a big price.

As for Song Xiaodong, his eyes widened, knowing that the tea cup made by Brother Jie was valuable, but the specific price had not been reported, and now it started at one million.

Oh my God! Is this still a tea bowl, the golden bowl is about the same!