"Uncle Zhong, I really don't understand, that's all I can do!" After identifying more than 30 calligraphy and paintings, one by one, by age, seal, and ink, Xie Lei said apologetically.

"Xiao Lei, you have done Uncle Zhong a great favor, with these for reference, Uncle Zhong will be able to identify it easily, after I go back, I will borrow some books for you to see, if you write down the birth and death years of these celebrities, aliases, etc., you will definitely be much better than me, haha, haha!"

"Then when I go back, I will definitely go to your house, as long as there are books, I will definitely be able to remember and learn calligraphy and painting identification with you!"

At the end of the day's work, with Xie Lei's help, the work that would have taken more than ten days of hard work and might not be able to be completed in time could be easily completed in a few days, and the three of them were really happy.

"Three uncles, I do the east in the evening, we go to the 'Confucius Temple', taste the 'Wanqing Building' that is the culmination of Qinhuai snacks, and enjoy life, it is said that it has been handed down since the Six Dynasties, and there are dozens of varieties,...

"Okay, I've heard about the 'five-color cake', 'plum blossom steamed cake', 'duck fat shortbread', 'Yuhuashi rice balls'、...、' 'duck blood vermicelli soup' and so on, and I'm trying to have a chance to taste it!" Mao Bo said with a smile.

The four of them came to the evening building of the 'Confucius Temple', in the courtyard, the elegant and beautiful silk and bamboo in the south of the Yangtze River, the winding path of the cloister, suddenly people can't help but recall the charm of the water town of the Qinhuai River, pleasing to the eye, intoxicated.

"Three uncles, what do you feel about working in Nanjing this time?" Tasting the food, Xie Lei asked casually.

"Haha, haha, we've been doing a line for decades, and we're used to traveling like this often, how can I feel anything!" Uncle Wang replied.

"So you've been on a business trip for the past few years to help identify cultural relics?"

"It's been almost ten years, who cares about these things, Uncle Mao has also been hung up for many years, how can he go on a business trip, this is the first time in many years!" Zhong Bo replied.

"Xiao Lei, you hinted so well, you two are really elm heads, you haven't even figured out this truth, this is the most obvious signal!"

"Yes, this is a sign that the state has begun to value these items, and you know their value even more, and you cannot turn a blind eye to them before the world wakes up!"

"Xiao Lei, what do you mean by that? Is it..., is it..., oh, I understand, you really wake up the person in the dream with a word, haha, haha, Xiao Lei, come, Wang Bo salutes you for a cup, your reminder is too timely! Wang Mingyuan said excitedly.

"Lao Wang, what did Xiao Lei prompt, would you be so excited?" Zhong Bo looked a little puzzled and asked puzzled.

"I said you're really an elm head, you're stunned to read, you haven't understood it yet!"

"I really don't understand, Xiao Lei, you can be clear!"

"These cultural relics will have a very great value in the future, you should collect more of your own family so that you will not be poor in the future, you are a good colleague of Uncle Mao, so you will be reminded!"

"What do you mean that in the future, individuals will also be allowed to buy and sell, and the cultural relics market will be opened?"

"That's right, for sure, even more, this campaign has been damaged too much, it will be more valuable, haha, haha, come, toast the three uncles!"

"Wow, got it, got it. Xiao Lei, as long as Uncle Zhong has it, there will be your share, haha, haha! Zhong Chunan said excitedly, and suddenly woke up.

"Shanshan? How did I listen to your voice listlessly, go home and sleep for a day, and still haven't woken up? Haha, haha! Back at the hotel, Xie Lei called Uncle Zheng's house, joked with her, and told her about her work during the day and interesting stories about eating at the 'Confucius Temple' at night.

"Where to stay, I'll be there tomorrow!"

"It's near Xinjiekou, Jinling Hotel, my room number is..."The two talked over the phone, Xie Lei chatted with Zheng Bo for a long time, and reported to him the identification of cultural relics in the museum.

"Haha, haha, with you, your Uncle Mao will be much easier, after two days, I and your aunt will also come to join in the fun, no matter what, I will do my best to be a landlord,..., in Guangzhou's Zhanqian Road, I bought two yards, more than 600 square meters, only spent more than 4,000 yuan, and the money for small gambling is far from being used up,..."

"Uncle Zheng, Shanshan's matter, you and Aunt Ye have to worry more about it, there are suitable boys, you have to let her socialize more,...,

When I was in Qingyuan, I introduced my classmates to her, but she didn't like it, and I didn't know many excellent boys,..."

"Haha, haha, we won't care about this, it's up to her to see what she likes,... You can see that she likes you a lot, haha, haha, it depends on her own luck! ”

In Shanshan's absence, Xie Lei brought up this matter, but Zheng Bo pushed it and said that he didn't care, and what he said made Xie Lei even more embarrassed to say anything. Shanshan's kindness to him and his infatuation, how could he not know, "It's just..., it's just that Ding Lan is standing between them, what should I do?" ”

The screening work of the museum, Xie Lei had nothing to do, he and Zheng Shanshan wandered around Nanjing City all day long, visiting Xuanwu Lake, the Presidential Palace、...、 Zhongshan Mountain, Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge and other places of interest.

When he wandered around the 'Chaotian Palace' thrift market on Anpin Street, he really found a few good pieces of porcelain from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Dig to a cylindrical, straight mouth, straight wall of the blue and white sea beast pattern pen holder, the outer edge of the mouth of the cylinder, draw back to the pattern of a week, the body of the cylinder to engrave the line blank method carved out of the image of the sea beast, blue and white painting waves, glaze inside and outside the body, the bottom of the book 'Ming Xuande year' regular script, spent twenty-two yuan.

Got along with Zhong Bo and followed him to learn calligraphy and painting identification, and he had a strong interest in the collection of calligraphy and painting. At the thrift stall, I spent 37 yuan to find a genuine "Garnet Map" from the Ming and Qing Dynasty calligraphers and painters Xu Wei.

Another painting, the man who sells calligraphy and paintings, although he is dressed in tatters, is in his sixties, and looks very obscene, he is willing to sell it for 230 yuan, Xie Lei gritted his teeth and bought it.

Although he didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, he still remembered the auction of heirloom treasures worth more than 100 million yuan in his previous life, "If it is genuine, this painting from Wang Meng of the Yuan Dynasty "Autumn Mountain Xiao Temple" was auctioned by an unnamed collector at a price of more than 130 million yuan at the Beijing auction in the summer of 2010! ”

"You are really stupid, spend more than 200 yuan to buy a painting, do you know that an ordinary person can only earn 30 yuan after a month of hard work, and this painting will cover their income for almost a year!" When he walked out of the thrift market, Zheng Shanshan, who accompanied him shopping, nodded his forehead and taught him an old-fashioned lesson.

"Hehe, you are willing to spend money to buy clothes, I buy some of these things, you can't get used to it, everyone loves it, but it's a little expensive, I also gritted my teeth before I made a move!"

After returning to the hotel after dinner with the three experts, he saw several items he had found, and praised him for his eyesight and good luck.

"Xiao Lei, you actually found the authentic work of Wang Meng of the Yuan Dynasty?" Zhong Chunan asked in surprise.

"Uncle Zhong, if you take a closer look at it for me, it won't be a fake, right? I spent more than 200 yuan to find it! ”

"If you look closely, it's definitely the real thing!" Wang Meng, Ni Zhan, Huang Gongwang, and Wu Zhen are called the 'Yuan Four Families'. The paintings of the Yuan Dynasty have been handed down to this day, and they are rare.

Wang Meng's work is dense and reckless. It is so rare to express the texture structure of the mountain stone with a curly brush like cow's hair, and to express the dry, wet, thick, light, light, light and hairy textures of the mountain moss with bald brushes and heavy ink! Zhong Chunan said with admiration.

"After I go back, I really have to learn calligraphy and painting appreciation with you, otherwise I won't know the bottom of my heart!" Xie Lei replied sincerely

After Uncle Zheng and Aunt Ye arrived, they naturally drank and chatted again, and the identification task of Nanjing Museum took ten days

came to an end, and for a few days, the four of them were still Taobao in the thrift market together, and each of them had a little gain. Bidding farewell to Zheng Bo's family, the four of them returned to Qingyuan by plane from Nanjing.

"You take the things you brought home first, and I'll go directly to the store to have a look!" After entering the city and getting off the airport bus, Xie Lei explained to Ding Lan, who came to pick him up, and went straight to the noodle shop.

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and there were naturally fewer customers coming to the noodle shop to eat. When I walked into the noodle shop, I met Xie Jiayu.

"Thank goodness you're finally back, otherwise I wouldn't know how to open this store!" It was evident from her face that she had cried.

"Don't be in a hurry, say slowly, what's wrong?"

"See for yourself!"

"Who did this?" In the bucket, twenty or thirty steamed buns and steamed buns are soaked in it, and next to them are a stack of stainless steel basins and soup spoons that have been smashed and deformed to hold noodles. Seeing everything in the kitchen, Xie Lei asked angrily.

"Who else but Yang Rui?" Xie Jiayu wiped his tears and said in a choked voice.

At noon, Sister Xiao came to the store and saw Li Xiaoling casually mixing spices, and said a few words to her, but she didn't think about it, but she angered Yang Rui, scolded her very badly, and scolded Sister Xiao to cry and leave angrily. Xu Zhiqiang also got angry with them, and poured most of the buns on the ground, and these small basins were also smashed to the ground by them at will.

I really couldn't see it, so I stood up and said a few words, and they scolded me for being a farmer, and the soil buns ,..., rely on your relationship,...。 Xie Jiayu wiped his tears and told what happened at noon.

"What about them, why are they all you?"

"After a quarrel, they left, I had to let Zhang Shuyun and a few of them who should get off work stay, there are so many people missing, someone has to do business in the afternoon!"

"You've worked hard in two shifts today, and I know how to deal with it. Xie Jiayu, after finishing today, I will write an announcement, suspend business for three days, and rectify the noodle shop. After work, they all come to my house for a meeting! ”

Xie Lei asked Hong Xiaobo, who happened to be on a shift at home, to notify all his classmates to his house for a meeting, and it didn't take long for everyone to arrive. When the three of them saw Xiao Gufen, they ignored it like enemies, and the atmosphere was very dull and embarrassing.

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