Leaving the second-hand store, Mu Huanyan went straight to the antique market in the western suburbs.

After two subway transfers, more than 30 minutes of bus rides, bumpy all the way, and finally arrived.

The places where antiques are sold have a special temperament, and you don't need to be particularly close to smell the mysterious and cold smell that wanders in the air.

Passing through the rows of stores, sweeping through the colorful porcelain, Mu Huan went directly to the innermost antique bookstore, she couldn't remember the name clearly, she only remembered that the location of the store was in the innermost, and there was a crape myrtle flower against the wall, which was pure white, and it bloomed very beautifully in summer.

On dog days, grandpa likes to come here to eat tea, saying that it is cool.

The shopkeeper's surname is Feng, and she called him Grandpa Feng when she was a child, and she also ate the sugar-fried chestnuts given by Grandpa Feng.

From afar, Mu Huanyan saw the crape myrtle, the huge pink flowers swaying by the gray wall, almost ten years, as if it was the only one that had not changed.

The three big characters of "Gu Bao Zhai" at the door of the store are vigorous and powerful, and I vaguely remember that these words were written by my grandfather.

Entering the store, Mu Huanyan slowly swept through the store, it seemed that it had not changed, the same pattern, even the position of the small coffee table under the ancient porcelain vase had not changed, when she was a child, she was sitting there eating fried chestnuts with sugar, listening to her grandfather chatting with the shopkeeper......

"Girl, what good things do you like?"

An old man with a white beard and glasses looked at her, as if he was looking.

Mu Huan smiled, and Grandpa Feng also changed slightly, but there were a few more wrinkles on his face, and his hair was thinner and whiter than before.

"I'll take a look."

She glanced at the scraps of paper on the plate on the small coffee table, and subconsciously thought that it was a good thing, because there were many layers of velvet on the edges of the broken pieces of paper, and at first glance they looked like things that were old, and such paper could be framed no matter how it was broken.

It's just that it has to be repaired, ordinary people can't, but she can.

Grandpa is not only a collector, a master of calligraphy and painting, but also a famous cultural relics restorer, every skill on his body has reached the top level, and all of them have been passed on to her without reservation.

"Hello grandpa, is there any old paper here?"

"Huh." The shopkeeper took off his glasses and said with a smile: "I also said that if you look at it, you are an expert." If you want to talk about old paper, you've come to the right place. Want Song Paper? Or old rice paper? ”

"Song paper is too expensive, I want old rice paper, familiar Xuan, Gongbi painting."

The shopkeeper nodded again and again, "It's a coincidence that you came, I happened to receive a few sheets a few days ago, these good things, I don't know the goods, I won't take them out." ”

He looked at the back room and said in a loud voice, "Feng Yuan, bring me the rice paper I collected some time ago." ”

The old man is full of energy and seems to be in good health.

After a while, a young man walked out of the back room quickly, and when he saw Mu Huanyan, he was slightly stunned, "Classmate Mu? ”。

"May I ask who you are?"

"I'm also a student at Imperial Capital University, archaeology, senior year."

"Hello, senior."

"Hello."

"Oh, girl, you're classmates, and you're also studying archaeology?"

"Hmm."

"People not only study archaeology, but also history, and the double major is very good."

"Girl, I saw that you were from an extraordinary background." Old Man Feng leaned over and said in a low voice, "Do you have a boyfriend?" ”。

Mu Huanyan was stunned, raised his eyes to look at Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan said helplessly: "Grandpa, what are you doing?" Shall we be more reserved? ”。

"You big man, what are you reserved! Is it difficult for a little girl to ask if you have a girlfriend? Besides, if you can have a girlfriend, do you still need me to be so unreserved? ”

"Alright, alright, grandpa, let's do business and do business,"

Feng Yuan smiled at Mu Huan, "You want to buy this paper?" ”。

"Hmm."

"This one is a bit expensive, it's old paper."

"I know, the province is old, save trouble."

Old Man Feng's eyes lit up, "It seems that the girl's painting skills are extraordinary." ”

"Where, how much does it cost?"

Feng Yuan looked at Old Man Feng, and Old Man Feng said, "In this way, you and Feng Yuan are classmates, and I won't give you more than that." ”

Old Man Feng stretched out four fingers.