Three days before the start of the Baode International Autumn Auction, Tang Dou drove to Huangpu City with Yang Deng, Yang Yiyan and Yang Deng's mother.

Jinling City is only 300 kilometers away from Huangpu City, high-speed direct, a few hours, talk and laugh to arrive.

According to the GPS guidelines, Tang Dou drove the car and stumbled to find Zhou Lao's residence in Huangpu, which is a dry retreat on the shore of Dianshan Lake far away from the city, and the scenery of the lake and mountains is pleasant.

Zhou Lao was already waiting in front of the dry rest house, the two sides exchanged a few words in front of the dry rest house, and under the guidance of Zhou Lao, Tang Dou's big Cherokee drove into the dry rest house and stopped in front of a two-story small building that looked like a product of the seventies and eighties.

There are thirty or forty such rows of two-story buildings in the whole cadre rest house, all of which are of the same system, looking gray, solemn and dull, and the only thing that stands out is that there are armed police soldiers with loaded guns standing guard at the gate of the dry rest house, showing that the identity of the people who live here has been looked up to.

Originally, Tang Dou and the others did not plan to stay in Zhou's hometown temporarily, they planned to find a hotel in the city to stay, but when communicating with Zhou Lao before leaving, Zhou Lao was quite insistent, and Yang responded at a glance.

The two-story building where Zhou Lao lives is not big, the upper and lower floors are about more than 200 square meters, according to the administrative level of Zhou Lao when he retired, such housing conditions seem to be shabby, but it can be seen that Zhou Lao is still very satisfied with his residence, quiet and far-reaching, but suitable for the elderly to cultivate themselves.

The interior decoration of the small building is as simple as the appearance, full of strong antique style and bookish atmosphere.

In normal times, only Zhou Lao lives alone in this small building, his son and daughter-in-law are scientific research workers, working in a scientific research institute in the capital, and only have time to come back during the New Year's holidays. The son and daughter-in-law had no choice but to arrange for their son Zhou Rui to accompany Zhou Lao in Huangpu.

Zhou Rui now works in the Municipal Youth League Committee, and he is usually very busy with work, and he will only come here to accompany Zhou Lao on Saturdays and Sundays, and he has no choice but to arrange a nanny to take care of Zhou Lao's daily life.

Entering the small building, Zhou Lao arranged the guest room where Tang Dou and others lived temporarily, Yang Yan couldn't wait to see the collections that Zhou Lao had collected over the years, Yang Deng accompanied his mother to the guest room to rest, Tang Dou followed the two old men into Zhou Lao's study and collection room with an eye-opening and learning attitude, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

Zhou Lao's collection is not much but very miscellaneous, most of them are some folk utensils, Gao Mingde bought the lotus pot from Tang Dou is impressively listed, such a large volume of objects in Zhou Lao's collection looks very eye-catching, see Tang Dou grinning.

The value of the old man's house of objects is probably not as good as the value of his Yongle sweet white monk's hat pot, it seems that the old man's interest in ancient folk customs is far greater than his interest in antiques, and he must remember to bring some representative folk objects back to the old man when he crosses again next time.

However, the most conspicuous thing in Zhou Lao's study is not his collections, but the books full of four bookcases, many of which look like some rare books with some history.

Yang Yiyan was obviously not interested in the tatters of Zhou Lao's room, and buried Zhou Lao to death without leaving a little morality, watching the two old men blowing their beards and staring at each other with a stone spindle the size of a one-yuan coin, Tang Dou felt a headache, and simply found a book from the bookshelf and sat on the sofa to read it, but he didn't expect to open the book and find that it was a precious "Atlas of Famous Porcelain of the Xiang Dynasty of the Proofreading Xiang Dynasty", and he couldn't help but quickly immerse himself in it.

"Proofreading Xiang's Famous Porcelain Atlas of the Past Dynasties" is based on the Ming Dynasty Xiang Yuanbian's compilation of the "Famous Porcelain Atlas of the Past Dynasties" as the original record, the book records Xiang Yuanbian's life to see the collection of Song, Yuan, Ming Dynasty kiln famous porcelain eighty-three vessels, and for the illustration of the illustration.

Xiang Yuanbian's original manuscript was originally collected in Prince Yi's mansion, and it was lost to the people during the chaotic period at the end of the Qing Dynasty. The winner wanted to sell the original to the then German Minister to China, Brandt, but the shrewd Brandt privately found someone to draw a copy and returned the copy to the seller.

It was originally purchased by the Englishman Buchel and brought back to London, but unfortunately it burned in a fire.

Later, Buchel sought out Li Chengyuan, the painter who had painted a copy of Brandt, and obtained a facsimile, which was published in 1908 as a basis for an English translation.

Today, Tang Dou's hand in this volume of Guo Baochang's proofreading, Fu Kaisen's participation in the "Proofreading Xiang's Famous Porcelain Atlas of the Past Dynasties" is made against two facsimiles, which can be called one of the most luxurious publications in the Republic of China.

What's more precious is that in this volume of "Proofreading Xiang's Famous Porcelain Atlas of the Past Dynasties", there is a note sandwiched on the attached page of each piece of porcelain, and the note is written with the experience and comments recorded by Zhou Lao when he played this porcelain.

Before I knew it, it was time for dinner, and the two old men were still arguing there, and the eighty-three pieces of porcelain Tang Dou recorded in the "Annotation of Xiang's Famous Porcelain Atlas of the Past Dynasties" were only six things, and then the door of the study knocked lightly twice and was pushed open, and a twenty-six or seventeen-year-old young man walked in from outside the door, and smiled before speaking: "Grandpa, Grandpa Yang, it's time to eat." ”

"Well, Rui, when did you come back?" Zhou Lao looked at the young man at the door and said.

This young man is Zhou Rui, the grandson of Zhou Lao, originally Zhou Lao arranged for him to go to the high-speed exit to greet Yang Yiyan and the others today, but unfortunately there is a job in Zhou Rui's unit that he can't get out of.

Zhou Rui smiled: "I came back a long time ago, and I came in just now to bring you and Grandpa Yang tea, but none of you paid attention to me, hehe." ”

Zhou Lao looked at the book table between him and Yang, and there were really two cups of tea, but they were already cold.

Zhou Lao looked at Tang Dou who was sitting on the sofa next to him, and saw that Tang Dou also had a cup of tea in front of him, but this kid was holding a book in one hand and dipping his fingers in the tea with the other hand to draw some shapes on the coffee table like a ghostly talisman, as if he had gone mad.

Zhou Lao laughed: "This stinky boy is even more obsessed than I was back then." ”

Zhou Lao's laughter finally alarmed Tang Dou, Tang Dou got up from the sofa in embarrassment, but he was reluctant to put down the book in his hand.

"Stinky boy, it's time to eat, and I'll study it when I'm done eating." Zhou Lao scolded Tang Dou with a smile, and walked towards the door of the study with Yang in his arms.

Tang Dou smiled and reluctantly put the book "Annotation Xiang's Famous Porcelain Atlas" back on the bookshelf, and then Zhou Rui, who had been looking at him with a smile on the side, smiled and stretched out his hand to him: "This must be the little uncle, I have always heard my grandfather mention you for a while, and it is almost like thunder." ”

Tang Dou hurriedly held Zhou Rui's hand and said with an embarrassed smile: "You must be Zhou Rui, you are older than me, let's talk about our own feelings, let's call each other by name." ”

Tang Dou is Zhou Lao's apprentice, not a student taught by Zhou Lao when he was the principal, this is a real inheritance, and he is a generation higher than Zhou Rui in terms of generation.

However, Tang Dou was called uncle by Zhou Rui, who was nearly ten years older than him, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhou Rui smiled, held Tang Dou's hand and shook it: "Uncle Xiao, you don't know the temper of the old man, you are an elder, it is a matter of course to call my name, if I call your name, it is estimated that the old man will have to take off my pants and spank." How can I say that I am also a national cadre now, if I am spanked by the old man, hehe......"

Tang Dou laughed, and his good impression of Zhou Rui doubled in his heart.

He once heard Gao Mingde introduce that this grandson of the master is not simple, he is already the deputy director of the Youth Volunteer Work Department of the Municipal Youth League Committee at a young age, and he is a deputy department-level cadre, if he is placed in the following districts and counties, he must be a deputy position, or people who go to the official career say that the Youth League Committee is a golden treasure for rapid promotion to the administrative level, and the twenty-seven-year-old deputy department-level cadre is a rare and claw-like existence in any party and government organ outside, but it is not uncommon in the Youth League Committee organ.

Tang Dou took Zhou Rui's hand and shook it, and said with a smile: "Zhou Rui, it seems that for the sake of your national cadre's ass, my little uncle has to go now, even if he is weak-hearted?" ”

Zhou Rui laughed: "Uncle Xiao, I still have to thank you, you don't know how hard the old man forced me to push me, so he almost pressed my head with his hand and stuffed it into the antique pile, now with you, the old man is finally willing to let me go, and I must thank Uncle Xiao for saving me from the sea of misery when I have free time another day." ”

The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

Everyone has their own ambitions, and Zhou Rui's interest is not in antiques.

Tang Dou had already made up the picture of how Zhou Lao destroyed Zhou Rui before he appeared, and couldn't help but laugh knowingly. For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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