"This old Cao is really blinded by lard!" Qin Wei first talked about the cause of Cao Yong's death and then kept sighing.

Liu Yuhao lowered his head and didn't squeak, thinking that in fact, as long as Cao Yong paid a little attention, it would not be difficult to find this flawed situation with his ten years of experience in this Pan family and the common sense in Pingyue. Although there have been eye-catching objects in the museum before, this double-ring bottle is a real verified thing, if anyone can pick one on the street, then it can't be collected in the museum.

Liu Yuhao glanced at the fat man Qin beside him, with a sincere expression, and couldn't help but feel a little more good for Qin Weixian in his eyes. It is said that businessmen are profitable, but businessmen also have their own feelings, at least Qin Weixian's sympathy and regret for Cao Yong is sincere, and it is the outpouring of true friendship between people!

Thinking about Lao Cao, Liu Yuhao fell into his own memories: In the past six years in the capital, Liu Yuhao has seen the indifference and ruthlessness between people the most. In school, Liu Yuhao's family conditions were relatively poor, and his father Liu Zhanwei's factory went bankrupt, and later the owner of the contracted factory rehired a group of workers in order to avoid paying the wages of the former factory workers, and none of the old people in the original factory remained. Because of this, my father was laid off, and my mother from the countryside did not know a basket, and the men in her own family had no income, and there would be problems with food at home. What's worse is that there are two sons who are studying, and the mother not only has to worry about the family's chewing, but also the tuition of the two sons in the second half of the year is enough for her to be anxious.

In this case, my mother was helpless and could only secretly wipe her tears when no one was around. In his junior year of high school, Liu Yuhao saw his mother in front of the stove wiping her tears while preparing breakfast for herself. At that time, Liu Yuhao made up his mind that he must come out as a mixed person, and when he has a job in the future and makes money, he will no longer let his parents suffer this kind of grievance.

Liu Yuhao clearly remembers that since the day he received the admission letter from Yenching University, his father's tightly knit brows have not been stretched for his tuition, begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother for a loan everywhere, and the summer vacation is still hopeless. Later, even Liu Yuhao lost confidence, looking at his father's rough big hands and stiff body, Liu Yuhao pursed his lips, walked to his father and said: "Dad, if you want it, I won't be able to do it, our family will come for my eldest brother to learn, not to mention that I can also take the self-examination in the future." ”

Although Liu Yuhao had a sour taste in his heart when he said this, he still revealed a kind of resolute man in front of his father.

"Well, do you want to live like your parents for the rest of your life? Baby, only learning is your only way out, no matter how hard our family is, we can't play with the future of your brothers. No, no, I'll go to your aunt's house tomorrow to find a way," Liu Zhanwei shook his head, turned around his hand and entered the room, leaving a long sigh.

Liu Yuhao looked at his father who turned to leave, his nose was sour, and tears fell somehow. Later, the neighborhood committee reported the situation in their family to the municipal axe, and brought the city to reward Liu Yuhao as the top student in the college entrance examination that year, and 10,000 yuan to help him complete his college dream!

I remember the day I came to the school to report, because the clothes under my body were too "shabby", there was actually a senior classmate who "sneered" at Liu Yuhao. The sad world, the students who are still in the ivory tower, have been quietly contaminated with the darkness of society.

This continued until the end of the freshman year. During this period, Liu Yuhao hid everything in his heart, while working as a tutor to earn living expenses, he devoted himself to his studies, and every morning when the first sun rose, there was a teenager holding a book and speaking softly on the shore of the nameless lake. The focused, engrossed, and unrestrained look also attracted an old man who came to the morning exercise every day, and this old man was Qi Ji, the head of the Department of Archaeology of Yenching University, where Liu Yuhao was located.

"Hmmm! There are really too few young people who can persevere in learning like this now," the old man couldn't help but secretly admire!

Old man Qi has a habit of exercising in the nameless lake every morning for more than 40 years, as if he has never stopped, in the past six months, Qi Lao found that every morning there will be a student in the place where he started his morning exercise, Qi Lao did not pay much attention to it, and later Qi Lao found that this student was actually the same as his morning exercise, and he also praised it from the beginning: "Good perseverance!" Perhaps out of curiosity, he inquired about this young man who appeared in his sight every day.

In fact, Qi Ji has long known that among the students he taught, there is a top student in the college entrance examination in Hubei Province, who studies very hard and completes his professional courses very well. It's just that I didn't expect it to be this young man who reads every day during his morning exercises, and he became more and more curious about Liu Yuhao.

One morning, Liu Yuhao appeared by the lake as before, and just took out a book, and a white-haired old man with his hands behind his back and a smile appeared beside him.

"What kind of book did your classmates ask you? Can you show me? Qi Ji asked Liu Yuhao.

Liu Yuhao slowly raised his head, looked at it and was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up: "Dean Qi Qi, uh, I'm watching your "Talking about the Porcelain Sea". ”

"Oh?"

"Can I read the notes you wrote, classmate?" Qi Ji glanced down at the writing in Liu Yuhao's hand, which was densely written, and couldn't help but have a strong curiosity.

took the book handed over by Liu Yuhao's hands, and Qi Lao read it. I have to say that Liu Yuhao still put some real effort into the book, and recorded his learning experience densely, although his insights are still very immature, but compared with ordinary students, Liu Yuhao is still quite good.

After reading a few paragraphs of Liu Yuhao's notes, Qi Lao nodded appreciatively, raised his head and glanced at Liu Yuhao standing next to him. At this time, our classmate Liu was nervously rubbing the corners of his clothes with his right hand, and his face was flushed.

"Classmate Liu," Qi Lao glanced at Liu Yuhao's name and said, "Can you tell me about your own views and understanding of the 'Golden Three Generations' of porcelain?" ”

"Uh-that"

Speaking of theoretical knowledge, although Liu Yuhao hesitated slightly, he obviously no longer seemed nervous, and looked at Qi Lao and said slowly: "The 'golden three generations' of President Qi's porcelain refer to the porcelain of the Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong dynasties of the Qing Dynasty. The varieties of porcelain of the three dynasties of the Qing Dynasty mainly include doucai, five-colored, and plain three-colored, and the firing level of these porcelains is very high. In addition, during the Kangxi period, new varieties such as enamel color, pastel and underglaze three-color porcelain appeared, such as sky blue, sacrificial blue, and holly, and monochrome glazed porcelain also increased unabated. The porcelain of the three dynasties of the Qing Dynasty is the most abundant, both antique and innovative, and all kinds of decorative porcelain are greatly increased compared with the Yuan Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty. Kangxi has Guanyin bottles, mallet bottles, etc.; Yongzheng has bull heads, quadruple bottles, lantern bottles, ruyi ears, etc.; During the Qianlong period, all kinds of delicate small utensils appeared, such as snuff bottles, bird food jars, imitation ivory, etc. The ornamentation, content, and techniques of porcelain of the three dynasties of the Qing Dynasty are the most diverse, and each dynasty has its own characteristics. The ornamentation of the Kangxi Dynasty is characterized by landscapes, flowers and birds, character stories, long inscriptions, etc.; The ornamentation of the Yongzheng Dynasty is more patterned, and the painting of peach fruit, peony, magnolia, cloud dragon and other painted figures is prevalent, fishing and farming is more than the man, the calligraphy and painting are more than the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the woman is the multi-pattern, the lines are slender and soft; The Qianlong Dynasty ornamentation content is the most complicated, but all take auspiciousness and wishful thinking as the theme, and the ornamentation must have meanings, such as Bailu, Baifu, Baizi, Fushou, etc. ”

None of this knowledge is textbook, Liu Yuhao talked about it in one breath, but there was no pause, it can be seen that Ping Yue has put in real effort. Qi Lao, who listened, nodded secretly again, "The son can be taught!"

"Brother and Brother"

Qin Weixian's voice pulled Liu Yuhao back from his long thoughts.

"Uh, what's the excuse, Brother Qin thought about some things, but he got distracted. Hehe" Liu Yuhao smiled wryly, and disturbed his head embarrassedly.

Qin Weixian waved his hand and received: "Brother, if you want to say this, you will see outside, no, you see that the front is Cao Yong's house, I also saw that brother, you shouted when you were distracted, you don't have to scare you, brother." ”

"Oh! Arrived? Look at you, brother, you're sorry. ”

In fact, Xiaoguanmaoer Hutong is very close to Panjiayuan, less than 500 meters away, but it is very strange that few people here know that renting here are usually traders who set up stalls in Panjiayuan and poor people looking for a life in the north. Liu Yuhao said that he came here once, and that time it was Cao Yong, a little fellow, who "recognized the door". It was at that time that Liu Yuhao met Lao Cao's daughter Cao Ruotong.

Although it was the end of summer, there was still a fiery element in the air. It seems to be mixed with a bad smell, like the smell of rotten vegetable leaves, like the smell of fermentation in the dung pit, and like the smell of stinky tofu. It's like walking into something Wuweifang, which makes people uncomfortable.

Looking at this kind of urban village, the freak-like buildings and the old buildings that are uneven on the left and right, the puddled dirt roads run out from time to time, and the mud monkey-like children occasionally look at the two curiously, and the unpleasant smell in the air is even stronger. Qin Weixian smiled and shook his head.

"This place is like this, and it was said many times in the early years that it would be rebuilt, and I don't know why it was delayed again."

Qin Wei complained and shouted a few words, his round body walked such a path, it was really a bit of a loss. The two walked three or four small alleys around and around, and finally came to Cao Yong's rented "home".

Looking at the mess in front of him, the dilapidated furniture that he didn't have time to clean up into the water, the figures of women going in and out to clean up things, and the man sitting on the rubble smoking a cigarette, Liu Yuhao seemed to understand why Cao Yong's house was on fire and he couldn't save it. The fire truck in this place can't get in even if it wants to

Liu Yuhao recognized at a glance a middle-aged man who was helping to clean up his things in the ruins, as if his surname was Jin, and he was Cao Yong's only friend in the capital.

Old Jin was wearing a faded blue sea soul shirt, and a pair of gray pants were pulled up at the hem of the trousers.

Lao Jin also recognized Liu Yuhao, smiled at Liu Yuhao innocently, and showed a row of white teeth.

"It's coming"

"Coming," Liu Yuhao also nodded shallowly, after all, a friend's friend is also a friend.

Lao Jin sighed: "Brother Liu, what do you say, what is the matter, it was okay last night, but the person was stimulated and a little dazed, and I also persuaded him, as a result, I went home with my front foot, and he was drunk with the cigarette butt in his hand, lit the quilt, and left alone." ”

Liu Yuhao and Qin Weixian didn't speak, and they didn't say anything at this time.

When the man in his forties said this, he couldn't help but wipe his tears and choked up.

The three of them walked into Lao Cao's house that had been burned to the ground by the fire, and there was an unkempt girl curled up in a corner of the house, holding a photo of Cao Yong in her arms, with immature little hands and small faces, and there were still traces of the blackened night fire, looking at the front with empty eyes, and I don't know what to look at.

"Xiaotong has two uncles who see you coming!" Lao Jin beckoned the two of them to enter the door.

A sudden fire and the sudden departure of his father hit the depths of this young heart. One night left this fourteen- or fifteen-year-old girl at a loss.

Cao Ruotong looked up at the two people who came in, the corners of his mouth twitched, he didn't speak, and then he lowered his head, Liu Yuhao clearly saw that a series of tears fell from the little girl.

At this time, Qin Fatzi's eyes were also straight, and the situation was much worse than he had imagined before he came. Seeing the situation in front of him, Liu Yuhao's eyes turned red, so he hurriedly turned around and walked out of the room, Qin Weixian and Lao Jin also came out behind.