The rain was very exciting for Li Lan, and he took the basin under the eaves to catch water, and the rain hit his two little hands intensively, making him giggle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Come back and get your clothes wet. He Fang sat on the chair and whispered to her son, the news of Old Man Zhu's death made her a little indigestible.

The basin full of water was splashed vigorously by Li Lan, and the corridor was all wet.

As if he hadn't seen He Fang's words, he continued to take the basin to catch water under the eaves.

"Come back, do you hear that?" He Fang raised her voice.

Li Lan looked back at He Fang, still the same as me.

"I'll make you disobedient! I will make you disobedient!" He Fang picked up his slap and hugged Li Lan's ass.

Li Lan forgot to cry, and was stunned for a long time before he reacted, knowing that he was going to tear his voice open!

"Well played. "Hitting a child on a rainy day is also idle. Li He gloated on the side, and then took the umbrella and went out.

He didn't move the box into the room, but moved directly to the rockery, and the lid of the basement was full of pigeon droppings, and he wiped a handful of leaves and wiped it several times.

The basement was even darker due to the rain.

Li He turned on the light, only to find that the basement, which he hadn't entered for several years, had changed greatly.

There are paintings on every wall.

Along the shelves of the wall, porcelain and pottery are placed in each space. This is still not enough to store all the treasures, and some of the newly purchased antiques have not been opened, and they are lined up in the same way and leaning against the corners of the wall, and those priceless objects, paintings and calligraphy have even blocked the entrance.

There's almost no place to put your feet.

He carefully moved the porcelain vase with the height of Qi Ren into his feet before he reluctantly walked in.

He doesn't understand antiques, doesn't understand cultural relics, and doesn't understand any art, but suddenly he is here again, and he has a different feeling, a cultural relics history idiot has a kind of hallucination that he has obtained a master's degree in archaeology, and he feels that there is a strong force surging in his blood, pushing him to a realm that is beyond external objects.

Just like having poetry and books in the belly, it helps a person to achieve a calm and quiet state, which can make people appreciate the beauty of art and have their own small universe.

Savor each and every one of them, and images of the past will emerge in front of you. The years go by, the good and the bad, the years in which the story took place, are still so clear today. The vivid Buddha statues, the delicate and warm jade, and the porcelain with the juice and thickness like a pile of fat, when you think about it closely, you can know how difficult it is to portray this way.

A person who has seen a lot of good things, seen a lot of genuine treasures, and then looked at those roadside stalls, although he can not immediately distinguish the real from the fake, but he will not be confused by the clumsy works, will not be deceived by the second best and bad ones, and will reduce the probability of being deceived.

I looked carefully inside and out of the basement before slowly opening Old Man Zhu's box.

I picked up three books first, the first one is called "The Book of Rites", after the introduction of Monk Pu, he knew what it was called the Qing Palace "Tianlu Linlang" old collection of Song carved towel box, which also came out of the cemetery, but not from the Luoyang tomb.

The second book is called Song Zhoubi's big engraving of "Wenyuan Yinghua", and the pages are haggard, for fear that it will be torn up by accident.

The third book is called Yuan Carving "Imperial Dynasty Famous Ministers Continued Tablet Biography Wanyan Collection", which is the only book in the world.

Li He suddenly felt the responsibility and responsibility to maintain historical relics, and he could no longer let these good things spoil his hands.

He still wants to find a way to re-maintain it as soon as possible, he only relied on a few old men before, but Old Man Zhu passed away, Monk Pu's physical condition is unknown, and Old Man Li is far away, who can still undertake the maintenance work in the future?

He picked up the piece of jade again, it is a piece of green jade round, one side is engraved with an inscription on the other side of the pan pattern, the text is divided into three circles, from the outer edge of the beginning according to the clockwise vertical arrangement, the beginning and the end of the paragraph left an appropriate blank, each stroke on it is straight to the point, skimming the stiff hook awkward, crooked, oblique and crooked, such as children's graffiti, reckless pen. Li He didn't know a word, but he heard Monk Pu say that it was called 'Jade Jiazi Table', because the texture was hard and the carving was time-consuming, so he had to prefabricate it in advance, which led to such a font.

Although it has spent a long time in the cemetery, it is still pure and warm, with a forest of strokes on the surface and a thousand years of blue light.

He unconsciously thought about the market price again, and it was estimated that there were not thirty or forty million, so he didn't have to think about it. But it will definitely not be sold, regardless of whether he can see the light, the main thing is that he Li Lao Er is not bad for money, don't say thirty or forty million, three or five billion is not in his eyes.

Of course, he likes it very much, even if it is worth it for this jade bi and Japanese benzene, and he definitely doesn't regret it.

As for the porcelain jar, he didn't ask Monk Pu carefully.

After playing with a few things again, I made room for it and set it up seriously.

I came up from the basement, sat quietly on the stone at the bottom of the rockery, smoked a cigarette, looked up at the sky, and the rain did not stop.

Just as he wanted to draw a second one, He Fang came over with an umbrella and handed him the mobile phone, "Your phone." ”

Then he turned around and walked away.

"Hey. Li He picked up the phone.

"Boss Li, it's me, Zhang Xianwen. He was crying on the phone.

Li He asked, "Something?"

"Boss Li, I'm down again!fuck Xiao Riben!" Zhang Xianwen couldn't help but burst into foul language, "Please can you tell Mr. Huang Bingxin, I may have to delay the money for this issue." ”

"What does it have to do with the Japanese Ben people?" Li He was puzzled.

"Lineker has transferred! Lost his mother! Transferred to the Nippon Nagoya Eight Whales!" Zhang Xianwen complained and abused Li He for a while!

"You deserve to be unlucky!" Li He couldn't help laughing when he heard it!

Lineker is an England player who became one of the eight most efficient goalscorers in the World Cup in 1986 with a record of 30 goals, and it took only 12 games for Lineker to score 10 goals.

In the same year, Lineker, who became the first British player to win the FIFA Golden Boot award with six goals at the World Cup in Mexico and was a three-time top scorer in the English league and was named the Footballer of the Year, was awarded the FIFA Sportsmanship Award in December 1991.

Another of his records is that he has never received a yellow card!

His number 10 jersey is a hot seller!

Zhang Xianwen has been making sweatshirts and jerseys for star athletes for the past two years, and selling them to North America and Europe at the price of cabbage.

Lineker's No. 10 jersey and Jordan's No. 23 are particularly popular, and millions of orders are at every turn.

Therefore, Zhang Xianwen, who is quite agile, began to hoard goods on a large scale according to his habits in the past few years, and was ready to place an order when the customer placed an order and directly delivered it!

Jordan's jersey is selling well as always, but the order for Lineker's No. 10 jersey can't wait!

After inquiring, I found out that Lineker had transferred......

Went to Nippon!

It's a disaster from the sky!

Zhang Xianwen said helplessly, "Boss Li, no matter what, you still have to help me this time, don't worry, I will pay it back on time next month." ”

"It's okay, pay attention to your body and take your time. Still unkind, laughed again.

I hung up the phone and dinner started.

Li Lan was still hiding alone in the door, sulking at the wall.