Chapter 7 And my lord, which one are you singing?

Putting aside the messy thoughts, Li Mu leaned on the bamboo recliner behind the counter, blowing the wind from the electric fan, and fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I was staring, the copper bell hanging on the door was accompanied by the hoarse sound of pushing the door, making a crisp sound, which woke up Li Mu, who was half-asleep, in an instant, he looked at the door with his eyes open, his eyes were not focused, and everything he saw was still a little blurry.

"Is the shopkeeper there?"

The person who came pushed the door and stepped in, perhaps because of his age, and the narrow door, finally squeezed his body in, and his voice was quite elegant, and he asked politely.

"The proprietor is out, I'm looking at the store, what do you want to see?"

Li Mu blinked his eyes vigorously, and then he focused on it, and it was not a phantom to see people. At this time, he had the time to formally look at the uninvited guest in front of him.

At the age of fifty and six, his body is slightly fat, but his legs and feet are quite neat, and he has a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his smiling round face. The upper body is covered with a water blue satin gown, with open arms, revealing the cardigan shirt inside, a pair of black cloth pants underneath, a buck-down cow belt, white cloth socks and a pair of mille-feuille soles on the feet, the standard dress of the old Beijing bird walker.

Although this outfit is a little out of line with the voice just now, it doesn't prevent Li Mu from looking at him familiarly, even if he just woke up, he can't remember who it is for a while.

"Oops, that's a pity. The fat old man pushed the frame of his glasses that had slipped off a little, looked around the arrangement, and his eyes showed pity, "I heard from a friend that the shopkeeper of this shop has his hands and eyes all over the sky, and he is considered the number one person in Panjiayuan, and he is known as having no objects that he can't get." I wanted to buy some things, but the shopkeeper wasn't there, didn't I come for nothing?"

When did Lao Jin become so famous? Listening to this, Pan Jiayuan, my brother Jin, and people talk a lot of cruel words?

"Don't praise him, he's just a layman. If you need anything, why don't you talk to me, and he will be better when he comes back. ”

Li Mu moved his body out of the counter, let the old man to the guest seat, first sat on a small pot of boiling water, and then skillfully searched out the high-grade tea leaves hidden by Lao Jin in the secret compartment of the counter, and took the tea needle and pounded it in the sea of tea.

"Hehe, little brother, you may not know what I want. ”

Although the fat old man didn't see the main man, he sat down comfortably, the smile on his lips did not decrease at all, but watched intently as Li Mu used his ignorant method to make tea.

"Hey, tell me about it. It's true that I'm a layman, but I'm content to see a lot. ”

Li Mu divided the tea leaves, and the water was just boiling, so he hurriedly picked up the kettle and poured water into the bowl, making this tea. According to the rules, this brewing water is considered to wash tea, and it will be poured out later.

"I didn't expect you to be young, but you are a studious person. Seeing that he didn't rush to brew the tea leaves with boiling water and serve them to him, the fat old man couldn't help but nod secretly, and said in his heart that this kid still knows a little common sense, "Okay, I'll tell you about it." ”

"Listen up. ”

"Do you know, how to identify the authenticity of this jade?"

"Hey, don't laugh at your old man, I don't know anything about this. ”

"The general technique is to soak it in warm water after seeing the fineness, and at this time there will be a layer of gray matter on the surface of the jade, which is called boiling jade out of ash. The fat old man held the gold wire frame, like a university professor and talked eloquently, "This is because the old jade has been buried in the soil for a long time, and there will be a layer of weathering layer on the surface, which will form a slurry with people's play, and boil the jade to produce ashes, which is to show this weathering layer; ”

"I see. Li Mu is now in the same class, the old man in front of him is the teacher who analyzes the text, and he is now humble like a primary school student, "The tea is ready, you drink tea." ”

The fat old man ended up making three dishes of tea and poured it into the cup of Qinxiang, although he scoffed at the previous tea-making technique, but Li Mu at least knew the basic knowledge of tea-making, which he couldn't imagine.

As the old saying goes: one water, two tea, three and four are the essence.

All the high-grade tea, the first bubble is to wash the tea, the second bubble barely leached out the tea flavor, and wait until the third brew and four bubbles to taste the taste. Although Li Mu didn't know what the professional tea-making technique was, he had heard this sentence, so he used it as a cat.

After drinking the cup of tea, the fat old man frowned at first, then laughed as if relieved, and shook his head helplessly.

Tea is good tea, but it's a pity that I don't know what to say. It's just that the other party is not very old, but he also knows that he respects the elderly, and this cup of tea is a heart, not a taste, so there is no need to be demanding.

"Although the method of boiling jade out of ashes is good, it cannot be generalized. The fat old man put down the teacup, watched Li Mu refill the water, and continued, "Because contemporary jade will also imitate gray matter when it is fake, whether it is gray or not cannot be used as the only criterion for testing authenticity. ”

"As for the more clever techniques, it is useless to tell you, and it will be more difficult for you to understand without physical objects. ”

"That's a shame. Li Mu sighed with regret on his face, as if he had been dragged away halfway through the story.

Raising his eyes to look at the fat old man who was pinching a small cup of incense and drinking, he couldn't help but be amazed. This jade knowledge popularization just now is quite professional for a layman like him.

"Old gentleman, you are knowledgeable and well-remembered, and the general goods are afraid that they are not eye-catching, I don't know what you want to exchange this time, what kind of object is it?"

"Of course it's a good thing. ”

In the face of Li Mu's doubts, I saw the fat old man close his eyes lightly, a meaningful smile appeared on his lips, and he played with the incense cup between his two fingers unhurriedly, and said endlessly.

"During the Qianlong period, Dayu ruled the water map Yushan. ”

Then, without saying a word, he just looked at Li Mu with a smile, as if he was looking forward to the other party's reaction.

Qianlong?Dayu's water control map?!

These two words were like two thunderbolts, slashing into Li Mu's mind, he groaned slightly, slapped his thigh on the spot, looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, sir, don't deceive me when I'm young, if you guess correctly, I'm afraid you're here to change things today." ”

"What do you say?" the fat old man was not angry, staring at him with burning eyes, waiting for the following.

"I don't know anything else, but I know a thing or two about this. Li Mu smiled, and refilled the fair cup with a soak of water, which was already the fourth tea: "Dayu's water control map Yushan is now well stored in the Forbidden City Museum." ”

"Don't talk about Lao Jin, the shopkeeper of the whole Pan family is tied together, and he doesn't necessarily have the ability to turn this national treasure out from the feet of the Son of Heaven!"

"Good!"

The thing he was seeking was a national treasure, it was tantamount to a fool's dream, Li Mu's words were tantamount to a slap in the face, but the fat old man didn't mind, but picked a big thumb up, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

The old man's facial expression was not obvious before, and even his smile was very small, but now it was as if the smile was open. Li Mu looked at this familiar smile, and in a trance, he only felt that the person in front of him was becoming more and more familiar, and suddenly slapped his head, and finally remembered who this person was, patted his head, and exclaimed.

"And my lord, where are you singing?"

That's right, the chubby old man in front of him is the director of both the actor and the host, who is known as the iron triangle with Zhang Guoli and Zhang Tielin in many Qing court dramas, and portrays He Shen, a corrupt official through the ages, and later almost called the national first-class actor of the corrupt official professional household, Mr. Wang Gangwang.

Being able to come up with so many titles in one go, Li Mu said that his brain hurts......

blurted out the phrase "and adults", and Wang Gang understood that he was recognized by this young man.

It was not a whim for him to visit Panjiayuan today, so he also covered up his features a little before coming, including that the clothes were also made temporarily, just for fear that there would be trouble if he was recognized.

At this time, Mr. He would never have thought that the so-called easy-to-change nature of the country is difficult to change, and it is the heartfelt smile that exposes himself after his emotions are in place.

There is no way, Li Mu can be said to remember He Shen's successful conspiracy, smugness, and flattering smile.

"And the big ...... Oh no, Mr. Wang. ”

With such a plump screen image now standing in front of him, Li Mu still couldn't change it for a while. It's like when he was still popular, when he saw Zhao Junqi, he was called Xiaoyanzi, and when he saw Fan Ye, he was called Jinsuo, and the role was already a label for actors.

"Teacher Wang, isn't your trip to Panjiayuan to entertain me?"