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Chapter 412 Rong Bao Zhai

............Brother Li, you have to think about it, practicing martial arts is not a matter of one or two days, it takes a lot of time to accumulate, practice three nines in winter, practice three dogs in summer, no matter how windy or rainy, thunder and lightning cannot be interrupted!" Liu Dongyan said.

"It's so scary, then why are you so powerful?" Jiang Tingting couldn't help but ask.

"Me?" Liu Dong smiled, "I have been apprenticed to a teacher since I was three years old, I started to stand at the age of six, I began to practice routines at the age of nine, and I broke through the dark energy at the age of fifteen, and it was not until some time ago that I entered the chemical energy by chance! To be able to come to this day, I have not practiced martial arts for less than one and a half hours a day, and until now I still get up at five o'clock every day, stand on the pile, meditate, practice martial arts, wind and rain non-stop, so don't look at the beautiful knife I played just now, in fact, for this day, I have worked hard for 17 years, and I am still continuing to work hard. ”

"So if we want to practice to your level, it will take more than ten years?" Zhuang Wen asked with a hint of unwillingness in her tone.

"Hehe, the qualifications of individuals and individuals are different, some people can enter the chemical energy for more than ten years, and some people can't even enter the dark energy for a lifetime, so I don't know if you can reach my current level after working hard for more than ten years. Even so, Liu Dong also understood that if it weren't for the opportunity of the Wuxin Zen Academy, he would still have to spend three or four years in the realm of dark energy.

And Jiang Tingting is now in her twenties, and her muscles and bones are basically fixed, and if there is no chance in the future, she will not be able to reach the level of chemical strength for the rest of her life. Even the darkness is enough to choke. After all, these pampered young masters and young ladies can't eat that kind of wind and sun. The pain of continuous martial arts training in the cold and summer!

"I knew it wasn't that simple!" Zhuang Wen said with a hint of loss on her face.

And after listening to Liu Dong's words. Jiang Tingting and Li Yuncong's original enthusiasm also cooled down quickly.

"Brother Li, if you want to learn, I can ask Brother Mu to call you, his kung fu is better than mine, and there is still plenty of time to ......!"

"Forget it, I won't learn, I won't learn!" Thinking of Mu Gang, the big man who didn't recognize his six relatives, Li Yuncong trembled in his heart. Before Liu Dong finished speaking, he waved his hand again and again and declined.

Seeing Liu Dong's eyes notice herself, Miss Jiang turned her head, "Oops, I haven't slept all night, I'm so sleepy, Wenwen, let's go, let's go to the house to rest!" But just before she pulled Zhuang Wen and took two steps, Miss Jiang seemed to remember something, and immediately turned around and snatched the white deer knife from Liu Dong's hand.

After the enthusiasm for martial arts quickly faded. The love for jewelry and diamonds immediately took over in Miss Jiang's heart.

"I'll take it first, and I'll pay you back later!" took Zhuang Wen to trot and got into Liu Dong's room, but walked out again after a few minutes, because Liu Dong's bed was now full of unopened blueprints of various landscapes in the Old Summer Palace, and there was no place to sleep.

In the end, Zhang's mother arranged them in the hall, which was originally reserved for Mr. Li to live in, but since this small courtyard house was bought, the old man has come to live here no more than ten times, and the beds in the hall are basically empty.

"Okay, Brother Li, look at your sleepy-eyed appearance, hurry up and go to sleep, I'll just clean up here alone!"

"Ha!" As soon as he said sleep, Li Yuncong yawned a few times in a row, and after all the excitement disappeared, he had no sleep all night, and after eating, all the energy in his body seemed to be drained.

"Xiaodong, why aren't you sleepy?"

"When you came to me yesterday, I had already rested, of course I wasn't sleepy!" replied Liu Dong. In fact, this is just his excuse, according to his current body that is several times beyond ordinary people, even if he doesn't sleep for a week, he won't be trapped in a journey like Li Yuncong.

After listening to Liu Dong's words, Li Yuncong rubbed his eyes and said in a sullen voice: "Okay, then you clean up, I'm really tired, I'll go to sleep first!"

"Go ahead!"

After Li Yuncong left, Liu Dong began to clean up the messy patio.

But just when Liu Dong just poured the gasoline into the toilet that had been completely blackened and could no longer be used, Zhang's mother came over, "Xiaodong, that friend of yours fell asleep on the sofa in the living room!"

"It's okay Mom Zhang, let him sleep! He didn't rest well last night!"

After listening to Liu Dong's words, the old lady nodded, "Oh, then I'll go and give him that stall, it's autumn now, don't freeze when it's cold!"

Seeing the old lady turn around and enter the house, Liu Dong smiled, came back to his senses and continued to clean up the things in the yard. After finishing everything, Liu Dong returned to his room, looking at the oilcloth packages that filled the room, and his face showed satisfaction.

In addition to the last white silk painting of "The Complete Map of the Old Summer Palace" with a length of nearly 200 meters, a total of 61 packages of design drawings of various scenic spots of the Old Summer Palace were found from four rattan boxes, totaling 134,000 sheets.

According to the calculation of each sheet of 80 cm long and 40 cm wide, if all 134,000 drawings are spread out, the size is equivalent to the size of 60 standard football fields, and when converted into standard A4 paper, it is enough to fill a medium-sized Jinbei van.

With so many precious design drawings of the Old Summer Palace, Liu Dong was naturally very precious in his heart, so at the risk of being suspected by Li Yuncong and them, he put them all into his mustard seed space.

After cleaning up his room, although Liu Dong didn't sleep all night, he didn't feel the slightest fatigue mentally. sat on the sofa for a while, because he didn't know when Li Yuncong and the others would wake up, so he didn't take out the drawing board from the mustard seed space to draw, otherwise once they saw it, it would be difficult to explain.

"Forget it, let's go to Panjiayuan for a stroll, I finally came to the capital, but I can't be idle! Besides, maybe I can still pick up a national treasure!" At this moment, Liu Dong, who had just harvested the design of the Old Summer Palace and the two priceless treasures of the White Deer Knife, was very hot in his heart.

After paying attention to it, Liu Dong stood up, turned around and went out, he wanted to drive there, but the two sports cars were too eye-catching, especially in a crowded place like the antique market.

For Liu Dong, who is determined to pick up leaks, the best strategy for going to the antique market is to 'quietly enter the village, don't shoot'!

So, in addition to the alley, after taking a taxi, I drove towards Panjiayuan!

"Master, why did you stop?" Liu Dong, who was sitting in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed, asked after noticing the slowdown of the car.

"The third ring road ahead is being repaired, and we won't let it go, so we have to take a detour!" The driver is a middle-aged man in his thirties, and he is very kind.

"Let's take a detour, then!"

"If you take a detour, it will take an extra half an hour, and you will spend more money by then!" said the driver.

"It's okay! As long as you can send me there!" Even if the starting price of a taxi in the capital is high, one or two hundred yuan is not even a drizzle for Liu Dong now.

"Little brother, why don't I send you to Liulichang, which is also a famous antique market in our old north-Jinghehe, and people who know how to do it usually go there!" said the driver.

People who know something about the antique shop know that the three major antique markets in Beijing, Panjiayuan, Liulichang and Baoguo Temple, are the largest, the most influential, and the largest trading volume, and there are 'three religions and nine streams'. However, the rise of Panjiayuan is the shortest, and the development has only been a hundred years now.

As for the Liulichang and Baoguo Temple at the beginning of the book market, from the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty to the present hundreds of years, after the vicissitudes of wind and rain, there is a profound cultural accumulation, has always been a must place for literati and ink writers to enter Beijing.

However, although Baoguo Temple is earlier than the history of the glaze factory, but in modern times, the influence is declining, and the glaze factory is different from the hodgepodge of Panjiayuan, becoming a professional market based on ancient books, calligraphy and painting, for hundreds of years, there have been such as Huaiyin Mountain House, Rugu Zhai, Guyi Zhai, Ruicheng Zhai, Cuiwen Pavilion, Yide Pavilion, Li Fushou Bizhuang and other famous century-old shops, and the most representative of them is the famous 'Rong Bao Zhai'!

In Liulichang, in addition to calligraphers, painters, scholars and other professional art people, there are also merchants, that is, wealthy people.

The former came here because their works are generally listed in these old shops, and the so-called pen list is the price standard for the sale of their works by calligraphy and painting seal carvers recommended by famous artists. These long-established stores order on behalf of customers and can get a commission from them. At the same time, the calligraphy, painting and seal carvers who put up pen orders also bought various supplies such as paper, pens, inkstones, etc., so that these old shops could have a considerable amount of stable income. I think that at the beginning, when Songzhu Zhai, the predecessor of Rong Bao Zhai, was still a small southern paper shop, it was developed in this way.

In addition, because these century-old shops have been in business for a long time, there are many authentic masterpieces in their hands, so people who want to give gifts of antique calligraphy and paintings like to visit here the most, because there are few fakes here.

However, in contrast, people who really like to dig up treasures and pick up leaks generally do not come to the glaze factory, and the Panjiayuan that gathers all kinds of objects in the north and south of the world is the favorite of these old insects, here it is really dependent on eyesight to eat, if you are lucky, like Liu Dong to fight big with a small one, a few pieces, a dozen pieces, it is possible to dig out a national treasure.

However, Liu Dong has been to Panjiayuan several times, but Liulichang has not been to it once, so after the driver said it, he really had some interest.

"Master, can't you see that you're still a collector?"

After listening to Liu Dong's words, the driver smiled, "The expert is not an expert, the key is that the old man likes to fiddle with these, and I have learned a lot of ...... along with it!"

found a common language, and then the driver turned around, according to Liu Dong, after driving to Liulichang, the two also chatted without a word, and after about ten minutes, they stopped at the entrance of Liulichang Street. Of course, the car can still continue to drive inside, but Liu Dong has no specific goal, and wants to go shopping by himself first, so he got down at the intersection. (To be continued......)