Wake up in the morning.

Zhong Yue followed Zhang Laifu to the market.

I'm about to go to Shanghai, and things here have to be arranged.

The market in the township is no longer twice a month as it was a few decades ago, but it is a regular market every day. Zhang Laifu carried a bamboo basket on his back and said: "When you go to the big city, you have to be careful in everything, here you can also find Daguang, find Xiao Zhenli, and ask me for help. ”

"Well, Master, I'm here, you can live with me, water, electricity and furniture are all available, and you can save some effort. ”

Zhang Laifu smoked a cigarette and said with a smile: "You are so useless to me? ”

The two sat in the breakfast stall, simple tables, chairs and benches, and the stall owners were two husband and wife, who came out early in the morning, and they were already covered with flour.

Men knead dough, fry scallion pancakes, and fry steamed buns, while women help to lay their hands and hold tofu brains and soy milk.

"Two, what's up?"

Zhang Laifu smiled: "Two oil cakes and a bowl of tofu brain." Ah Yue, what do you eat yourself, this meal, Master, please. ”

"How can you please. Zhong Yue asked for five fried dishes and a bowl of tofu brain, and sat down at the table that was a little greasy, "Master, the guy who makes the pen, I have to bring it." ”

"Hmm. Wherever the craftsman goes, the guy who eats can't forget to bring it. ”

This summer, Zhong Yue's pen-making skills have not been left behind, and he can start practicing when he has nothing to do, which can be regarded as a small success.

Zhang Laifu stepped on the cigarette butt and yawned, and there were people coming and going in the market, some came to pick fresh vegetables and fruits as soon as possible, and some put the ground cage and harvested the fish, shrimp and river fresh in the morning.

There are also women with children on their backs, and in the swaddling clothes behind them, their little heads are still leaning on their mother's warm back, and they are not affected by the noisy environment around them.

The dim sum was served on the table, and the middle-aged woman wiped the table with a rag and said with a smile: "Business is busy, the table is too late to wipe it, take care of it." ”

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. ”

Zhang Laifu added a scoop of spicy sauce to the tofu brain, picked up the scallion pancake and ate it.

"I heard Lao Kang next door say, people in Shanghai love sweets, and you have to add a few scoops of sugar to the roast meat, you can't get used to it, why don't you bring a few bottles of hot sauce over?"

Zhong Yue smiled: "Master, don't worry about this. Can it still be difficult for me to eat?"

"Hmm. Zhang Laifu muttered tofu brain.

The two of them each ate the breakfast in front of them, and when they were almost finished, Zhong Yue's napkin wiped his greasy mouth, and he hadn't eaten breakfast so happily for a long time. Before, at home, I was too lazy to come over to eat, so I just ate something to deal with, but today I ate a comfortable bite.

Zhang Laifu saw that there was still a fried bun left in Zhong Yue's enamel plate, so he put it in his mouth and drank the last tofu brain in the bowl, "Don't forget your roots wherever you go, waste food, and it will be thunder and thunder." ”

Wiping his mouth with his hand, Zhang Laifu put the bamboo basket on his shoulder and said, "Make a good meal today." ”

As he spoke, he took out a small cloth bag, counted the change, and put it on the table, "Pay." ”

The proprietress came over and kicked the money in her pocket, "I'll come back next time." ”

"Hmm. Zhang Laifu responded very calmly, took two steps with Zhong Yue, and then muttered, "These two couples are not kind, so they won't come to eat next time." ”

Zhong Yue felt a little funny and asked, "What's wrong?"

"When I first set up the stall, this scallion pancake was so big, but now it has shrunk a circle. ”

"Haha. ”

The two walked in the bazaar, and many people who knew each other in the township greeted each other and chatted a few words.

"Yo, the master and apprentice are here to buy vegetables. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Fresh grass shrimp, some?"

"How do you sell it?"

"Ten pieces and three taels, but they are all living spirits. ”

Zhong Yue's heart trembled as soon as he saw this fresh grass shrimp, his Qi Baishi shrimp painting skills, I don't know when it will be useful.

Today, Zhang Laifu has made a lot of money. The two made six taels of grass shrimp, two pork ribs and a fresh silver carp.

After returning from the market, Zhong Yue helped Zhang Laifu clean up the fish and shrimp and blanch his ribs.

The radio was the only old thing Zhang Laifu wanted from Zhong Yue, playing old songs from the nineties.

Salt-baked shrimp in a bamboo tube.

Braised prawns.

Eat one shrimp and two pieces, this Zhang Laifu's unique skill, Zhong Yue has liked this taste since he ate it once.

The salt-baked shrimp meat with some garlic spicy sauce tastes so refreshing.

Zhang Laifu glanced at the car parked at the door and said, "Who is here, Ah Yue, go and see." I'll just get it here. ”

The fish had been washed and the shrimp line had been picked out, Zhang Laifu took the fish and shrimp and walked towards the stove.

Zhong Yue wiped his hands and walked out the door.

"Zhong Yue. Sure enough, there was no one who went to your house just now, and I inquired around, and the villagers said that it might be here, so we followed it. ”

Zhong Yue glanced at Huang Mingchuan and Zhang Shaolin, this one sings with a red face and the other with a white face, which one is going to sing this time?

"What's wrong with the two of you?"

Zhang Shaolin said: "Last time, we won the award, and the people over there said that you went to East China for exchange, so I brought it to you. ”

"Oh. It's so solemn. Zhong Yue took the certificate and the trophy, and when he saw that the two of them were about to speak and stopped, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

Zhang Shaolin smiled awkwardly, "Why don't you take a look at any awards?"

"Second prize, I know. Zhong Yue tugged at the corners of his mouth, why, do you have to come over to taunt it?

"Wait. See for yourself, what the award is. ”

Huang Mingchuan coughed his throat deliberately, "Cough, that Zhong Yue, I was wrong before." ”

Zhong Yuehu opened the certificate suspiciously.

"First prize?"

Zhang Shaolin smiled: "Well deserved." ”

Whether it is the first prize or the second prize, for Zhong Yue, there is not much difference, "Oh, then thank you two for making a special trip." ”

Zhang Laifu in the house walked out with a bamboo sieve, "Ah Yue, who is it." ”

"There are two people in the city who are engaged in calligraphy. ”

engaged in calligraphy, this title inevitably made Huang Mingchuan and Zhang Shaolin lose face. However, both of them were ashamed of Zhong Yue, and they also understood the sophistication of human feelings, so they smiled at Zhang Laifu.

"Oh?" Zhang Laifu glanced at the certificate trophy in Zhong Yue's hand, "You kid, the calligrapher in this city went to the countryside to send you a certificate of merit, you hang the person at the door, what is this called? ”

Zhang Shaolin smiled, "That's ...... Not so good. ”

"What's wrong, come on, come on, Ah Yue, pour tea for the two of you. I'm busy working alone in the stove, you can entertain me. ”

Zhong Yue took the two glasses, put some tea leaves, and made tea for the two of them.

"Anything else?"

Zhong Yue didn't believe it, the two of them came in to talk for a meal.

"Ahem. ”

Zhang Shaolin looked around, "The environment in Daping Township is very good." ”

"Yes, Lao Zhang, I came here for the first time, and I was surprised, this place is really good. Later, I'll go to see Xiaohe Mountain, which is more suitable for wind collection, and the next book association gathering, I will see that it is very good. ”

Zhong Yue looked at the two of them strangely and chatted awkwardly, and he didn't say anything, just watched from the sidelines.

"Well, I think it's good to take the family on a self-driving tour next time. ”

"Yes. It's whether there is a signal in the mountains. ”

"I said ......"

“……”

The two chatted awkwardly for five minutes, and when they saw that Zhong Yue had not spoken, they finally had nothing to say, and pulled the topic back.

"Xiao Yue, your Lingfei Sutra is indeed well written. ”

"It's not good, Huang Lao, you just mentioned it a few days ago, and it is not as brilliant as the "Yan Qinli Monument". ”

"Haha, different book styles, I haven't read much of it, the members of the book association who scored at that time, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes, and then after a comprehensive evaluation, I still decided to award the first prize to you. ”

Zhong Yue smiled: "It turns out that it can still be like this." ”

Zhang Shaolin coughed lightly and said, "Zhong Yue, don't mind too much about the stone tablet before, there is a lot of pressure on it, so I was also driven to the shelves, it was too reckless at that time." ”

This is...... To make peace?

Zhong Yue felt that the tone of the conversation was roughly like this. It's just that he doesn't understand, why compromise with Zhang Shaolin's identity, is his conscience discovered?

The smell wafted from the stove.

"These things are in the past. ”

If Huang Mingchuan had not gone to the countryside to fish for the stone stele, it is estimated that Zhong Yue would not have gone down the well, and he would not have been able to get the current penmanship system. After Zhang Shaolin's strong suppression, Zhong Yue also got an unexpected gain, the nine potentials of the gods, the beginning of the true appearance, if Zhong Yue realized the nine potentials, then it is bound to set off a storm in today's book world.

Hearing Zhong Yue's words, the two hypocritical old men also started their own performances.

"This, in the end, is still our fault. ”

"Yes, yes, Lao Huang, let's also express it. By the way, you said before that you wanted to invite Zhong Yue to join the Municipal Book Association, how about it, do you have eyebrows? Can I, as an honorary director, still come in handy?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Okay, let's put aside the matter of the Book Association for now." Director Zhang, Huang Lao, let's talk about it bluntly, what else is going on?"

"King Xiaokai in Shanghai, Zhong Yue, how did you meet?"

"Who is the king of Shanghai?"

Zhang Shaolin was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked, "You don't know, then how could he write an article in solidarity with you?"

"I don't know, what kind of article to write in solidarity?"

Zhang Shaolin saw Zhong Yue's ignorant appearance, and sighed: "It seems that you really don't know." ”

"Shanghai Xiaokai King, this title is a bit crazy. "Why did Zhong Yue touch his mouth, now the calligraphy world is really full of crooked and evil spirits, write a calligraphy, and be crowned a king?

Huang Mingchuan said: "Peers lift. I heard that he is a descendant of Wang Xizhi, and you also know that the calligraphy industry ranks seniority, and with this kind of identity, he can naturally eat well. Your identity as a descendant of Zhong Xuan is now hyped by the newspaper, and now you are also famous. ”

"Since he wrote an article in solidarity with you, you happen to be going to Songhu, so it will be good for you to go over and communicate. ”

"Huh. ”

Relying on the tiger skin of the ancestors to pull the banner, this is a bit shameless.

Zhong Yue saw that Zhang Laifu had already brought out the dishes, so he wanted to end the topic.

"We eat. ”

“……”