Tang Dou had something on his mind, and he only slept for two hours before getting up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as the morning sun broke through the thick clouds, the dew on the leaves shimmered and rolled down and fell on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard.

Tang Dou pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard, taking a deep breath of the fresh morning air, and his mood seemed to become a lot more refreshing with this breath of air.

There were no old men under the ginkgo tree, Tang Dou walked around the corridor to Geng Lao's window and listened, and the room was quiet.

Tang Dou shook his head and tiptoed towards the courtyard garden, and he didn't enlarge his steps until he was far away from the house where Geng Lao lived.

As a result, Tang Dou walked into the courtyard garden, but saw several old men practicing the five bird opera in the usual exercise place, Geng Lao was also there, but the wheelchair he was sitting in was thrown aside, and he was also practicing in the queue of old men.

Tang Dou walked over quickly, looking at the steaming sweat on the heads of the old men, it was obvious that the old men had been exercising for a long time.

Seeing Tang Dou coming from a distance, Zhou Lao stopped his fist, broke away from the queue to meet Tang Dou, stretched out his hand and pulled Tang Dou to the side, and asked in a low voice: "Have you gone to the divine doctor to inquire about Lao Geng's condition?" ”

Tang Dou nodded lightly, and said lightly: "The divine doctor instructed Geng Lao to exercise more, avoid overeating, and be happy and sad." ”

Hearing the strings, Zhou Lao instantly understood what Tang Dou meant, he patted Tang Dou's arm silently, and said earnestly: "You must exercise a good body while you are young, otherwise it will be too late to regret it at our age." ”

Tang Dou exhaled, grabbed Zhou Lao's arm and walked back, and said softly, "I will be Master." ”

After the boxing, Tang Dou diligently made a pot of tea in the pavilion, and sat with several old men to drink tea and chat.

The three old men already knew Hua Tuo's answer to Tang Dou's consultation, and their mood was a little low, but Geng Lao had been in a state of excitement, saying that he was going to the museum immediately after breakfast to appreciate the cultural relics that Tang Dou had exchanged since he was a child.

Tang Dou glanced at the wheelchair that Geng Lao was sitting in, nodded silently, looked at Geng Lao and said, "Uncle Geng, I just set up a sheep imitation art company, wait a while, let's go to the company for a simple listing ceremony, and then we will go to the museum." ”

"Sheep imitation art company?" Geng Lao's eyes lit up, turned to Yang Yiyan, reached out and grabbed Yang Yiyan's big hand, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Brother Mingyuan, from now on, your sheep imitation works can be grandly ascended to the hall of elegance." ”

This matter is indeed Yang Yiyan's long-term wish, but at this moment he smiled and said: "The company belongs to this kid, and it has nothing to do with me, as long as I can pass on the skill of sheep imitation, I am already satisfied." ”

Tang Dou smiled, it really doesn't matter who owns the company, my father-in-law is right, just to pass on this craft.

Tang Dou smiled and said that the sheep imitation firewood kiln Kowloon hollow bowl made by Yang Yiyan made by himself shined at the Baode International Auction, and several old men heard that the Kowloon hollow bowl made by Yang Yiyan was auctioned at a sky-high price of 100 million yuan, and they were so shocked that they dropped their eyeballs.

Yang smiled and waved his hand and said: "It's a little too much, a bowl is just a bowl, even if it is beautifully made, it is just a modern handicraft, I pondered, it is more appropriate for sheep imitation objects to be priced at about hundreds of thousands of yuan in the market." ”

Zhou Lao said with a smile: "Old guy, I didn't expect you to depreciate yourself." According to me, the general sheep imitation device will be priced at least a few million yuan, such as the Kowloon hollow bowl you made, and it will be sold for at least one or two hundred million. Otherwise, I'm sorry for the sheep imitation. ”

Qin Yanpei smiled and said: "How much the sheep imitation is worth is determined by the market, I think, the Nine Dragons hollow bowl sold for 100 million yuan is indeed a little higher, but a hundred years later, that bowl will never be more than 100 million yuan, even if that bowl refreshes the highest auction record of Chinese porcelain, I am afraid I will not feel a trace of surprise." ”

Tang Dou nodded lightly with deep sympathy, if only from the perspective of porcelain production technology, I am afraid that none of the famous kiln porcelain he has seen can be comparable to the Nine Dragons hollow bowl, if you really wait until Yang Yiyan is a hundred years later, that bowl will become the peerless unique product of Yang Yiyan, the heir of the sheep imitation, even if Tang Dou is finally sold at the auction, Tang Dou will not be surprised.

At this time, Qin Yanpei said with a smile: "I really want to tell Guan Rongfei the news to that brute, I think after Guan Rongfei hears the news, the expression on his face will be very exciting." ”

Tang Dou grinned, this old man is also bad enough. Guan Rongfei racked his brains to steal national wealth, but he didn't know that the sheep imitation craft he learned was a gold mountain in itself, even if he didn't use the sheep imitation craft to make fakes, then the works he produced could probably ensure his life of glory and wealth, but unfortunately, because the value of Guan Rongfei's case was particularly huge, I am afraid that he would never want to get out of prison again in his life.

At the mention of Guan Rongfei, Geng Lao's expression suddenly changed, he looked at the three old men and asked, "You still don't know about Guan Rongfei?" ”

Hearing Geng Lao's question, the expression on Yang's face instantly became concerned.

It was this brute that caused him to live in psychological and physical darkness for more than 20 years, and as a result, he couldn't witness the legendary treasures that Tang Dou had touched back.

"Wasn't he sentenced? What else? Zhou Lao looked at Geng Lao suspiciously.

Everyone was too busy during this time, and besides, Guan Rongfei had also been sanctioned, and the three old men had already thrown him aside, and they didn't have time to pay attention to his affairs.

Geng Lao's gaze swept over a few people, and seeing that everyone really didn't know the news of Guan Rongfei, he sighed and said, "Guan Rongfei is dead. ’

"Huh?" The three old men, including Tang Dou, were stunned.

How old is Guan Rongfei? He was only forty or fifty years old, and if he was reformed in prison, he would not have a chance to regain his life.

Geng Lao shook his head, looked at Yang and said, "It was when I was hospitalized that Song Qingsong and Qian Jianguo said it when they went to see me in the hospital, and they said that Guan Rongfei pierced his heart with a toothbrush in the cell. ”

The corners of Yang's mouth twitched a few times, and he suddenly smiled: "It's good to be dead, it's a hundred years old, he should have died a long time ago, he has lived for so many years, and his life is worth it." ”

However, when people looked at Yang's smiling face, they didn't feel a trace of happiness, but some sadness about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Forget it, the matter between Guan Rongfei and Yang Yiyan has been entangled for a lifetime, and now that Guan Rongfei is dead, it can be regarded as a matter of heart.

At this time, Qin Jie beckoned everyone to go back for breakfast at the gate of the park, Yang Yiyan took the lead in standing up, directly snatched Geng Lao's wheelchair handle, and said with a smile: "Old Geng, since Xiaojie's leg has been healed, I haven't had a chance to walk in a wheelchair for a long time." Old fellow, how about you give me an eye today? ”

Geng Lao laughed: "Brother Mingyuan, I'm a four-wheeler, it's almost the same as you being a driver for me, hey, a little to the left, there is a stone on the ground." ”

Yang scolded with a smile: "Push you old guy into the pit." ”

Several old men couldn't help but laugh.

Qin Jie, who was at the gate of the garden, looked at Yang Yan pushing Geng Lao crookedly and walking, and his eyes were hazy unconsciously.

For twenty years, Yang Yiyan pushed her like this, she was his eyes, he was her legs, and they never gave up.

Now, she really wanted to find another wheelchair, so she leaned on the wheelchair and let Yang Yiyan push her to walk under the weeping willow tree on the bank of the Qinhuai River in the early morning, and walked like this until the moment when the sun set. (To be continued.) )