Chapter 571 Not Much

Wang Yan smiled and patted his shoulder: "What do you mean, do you also have research on these things?"

"My lord, I praise you, but I don't dare to study it. I just like these things but can't afford them. Why don't I just come here to look at you?" Ma Du said, "But my lord, you are really unexpected. I asked them about it before. However, you are said to be an invincible fighter in the capital, but you don’t seem to be interested in these things.”

"You say I'm uneducated?" Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, looking at Ma Du who was a little embarrassed, and said to Han Chunming beside him: "Come on, Chunming, tell him what you can do."

Han Chunming felt the taste of low-key pretense, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. Although he was pretending to be Wang Yan, he could already feel the feeling of pleasure before he even opened his mouth. He immediately laughed and said: "You are looking down on our prince. If nothing else, the prince has been ranked first in every subject in every exam since he was a child. And the prince's father likes these things very much. Pass this message to the prince. There was a room full of red sandalwood and huanghuali furniture. The prince thought these items were interesting, so he studied the history and culture himself and started collecting them a few years ago.

What I saw was a full green jade ring inscribed by the Emperor Qianlong, a set of tea sets from the Hongzhi official kiln for drinking tea, a set of four wine glasses made of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum from Chenghua Doucai, and Some ornaments and so on. The prince's calligraphy and painting are first-class, and he is very skilled. You have never seen him. He is a good guy who can use his pen to move like a snake, and his iron painting and silver hook, and his strength can penetrate the back of the paper. The four treasures of the study are also very particular. The inkstone is from Su Dongpo, the pen holder is from the late Qing Dynasty, the ink sticks are from the Hui ink of the Republic of China, and the paper is all made of Qianlong paper with one sheet less. "

Ma Du was born in 1955, three years younger than Wang Yan and Han Chunming, and only twenty this year. At this time, as he said, he had just started collecting and was working as a machine tool miller in the factory. The money I earn every month is basically only twenty or thirty, which is not enough to do anything. Later, when the spring breeze blew everywhere and we started doing business in the 1980s, we began to collect things on a large scale. Now this kid is just like Han Chunming, looking at this and that, looking for things and buying them as much as he can afford.

However, he still understood. Although he was not very sophisticated, he also knew what things were rare. He made a small mouthful to himself first with an ouch and said, "It's just me who looks down on others. My lord, please don't follow me." I don't care, I really didn't expect you, your lord, to have such a hobby."

He knows the virtues of the big courtyard brother. Either fight, pick up girls, or just eat and drink. When not participating in work, one person is more out of tune than the other. Wang Yan, an ordinary person with no background, could work with a group of big bosses. He thought that he would be even less engaged in his job if he got a name among their second-eldest brother. I really didn't expect that people were much more knowledgeable than him and already had good stuff.

Wang Yan waved his hands and said, "It's okay. Don't blame those who don't know. I'm an unknown person. It's normal for you to think that way. I would think the same thing if it were me."

"Your Majesty, you are grand." Ma Du pondered for a moment, then tentatively said, "Your Majesty... I wonder if you can open my eyes?"

"What's wrong with this? Since we like this thing, we must understand the culture of our ancestors. We are in a place like this, so who can't worry about who? I live in Chongwenmen... If you have time, you can go directly to me. That’s fine. I’m usually at home on Sundays. If you can’t find it, just ask anyone. They’ll all know.”

Ma Du was also sensible, so he said it was time to withdraw. He held up his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I won't bother you. You two can take a stroll. See you later."

Watching him leave, Han Chunming said: "There are quite a few people who have foresight nowadays."

"I can't say that. I can only say that there are a lot of people who know the goods, and most of them are rushing to collect them. They are really interested. Some people are interested in it, and some people just happen to chance it. When this good opportunity has passed, people will come in again in the future. , that’s just to make money with this thing, so you should cherish it and collect more good stuff.”

"My lord, you have to collect it for three or four years at least, right? You even lead people to make a living by buying and selling. Can you tell me how many good things you have collected, so that I can really envy you?"

Wang Yan chuckled: "It's not much, it can only fill a two-story house."

Han Chunming trembled: "Is it full?"

"It's a formal second-level apartment with a verandah. In addition to the open space in the courtyard, there are a total of fourteen rooms, all of which are full. However, there are also a lot of furniture and other things. These are large pieces and take up a lot of space. There are also quite a few paintings and calligraphy works, as well as rare stones and jades that don’t take up much space. Last time I checked, there should be 5,468 pieces, not counting the ones I have at home.”

"Then can I..."

"No! Let's wait until it's safe in a few years. You also know that I'm a dabbler. Then, together with your master, give me a look and see how many things are true." Wang Yan patted his hand. Shoulder: "Let's go, come back, you owe me ten yuan, I can't afford it anymore."

Han Chunming looked at the people looking for buyers on the street, and sighed sadly: "I'd better go back and walk on the street..."

It was already after four o'clock when I got home. Because it was Sunday and I didn't go to work, I had dinner earlier. I was just in time to have dinner when I went back.

Seeing Wang Yan enter the room, Su Meng stood up to get the bowls and chopsticks. Su's father smiled and said, "You went out to play with your friends. We didn't know when you would come back, so we ate first."

"Uncle, what you said is too outspoken. We are all from the same family, so I'm embarrassed to be so polite."

"Your Majesty, you still know how to be embarrassed? It's so new." Su Meng pouted and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Wang Yan: "Do you still want to drink?"

"You also said that Uncle Guan is a drunkard. I don't think you are much better than Uncle Guan."

Mrs. Su said: "Wang Yan just drinks some at night. He has been drinking for several years. What do you think he does? Just drink if you want."

Wang Yan laughed: "Hey, grandma still loves me."

Su Meng rolled her eyes: "Why is Yang Huajian looking for you? Why are you going to such a nice place like Lao Mo to eat Western food? Are you asking for something?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will go out and help him fight? Or that I will get involved with those big guys and buy and sell again?"

Mrs. Su and the others didn't say anything, but it did mean something like that. It's normal to think that, after all, although Wang Yan is good at being a good person, he is also known to love fighting, and he has been fighting since he was a child. It's just that he is better at pretending, and as time goes by, people will ignore those things and just think that he is an honest person now.

The old Su family didn't know what he did or who he knew, but they knew that Yang Huajian was a son of a cadre. This kind of person was completely different from them. If there was nothing wrong, how could there be no reason for it? Invite him to dinner. And now he is an ordinary worker. The only thing he can be praised for is his good skills in martial arts since he was a child. Don't you just want to fight with him?

Another one is the origin of the fourteen hundred yuan that he explained before. Since everyone recognized him as their son-in-law, and he and Su Meng were inseparable, it was normal to have such worries.

He shook his head with a wry smile and explained: "Where are you thinking, grandma, uncle and aunt, I am already twenty-three, not to mention that I will marry Su Meng in two months, just to talk about the past few years, when did you listen? You said I'm causing trouble? As for those big boys, it's even more impossible. I'm a soldier, and I'm better than the other at work. How can I know who I am?

It's just that Yang Huajian comes from a different background, and may be influenced by his family, so he prefers to make connections. Maybe I think I was able to do well in the past, and I should be able to do well in the future. This is not about trying to win over people in advance, but also to avoid being stuck in the conversation when they need me in the future. That's it, no big deal. "

"It makes sense for you to say that." Su's father nodded and shook his head: "This society is too complicated. We don't like this kind of thing, but there is nothing we can do about it. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Eat quickly."

We have been living together for a week. We have dinner together every morning and evening, and we have already talked about it. So eating now is no different from eating with ordinary family members. If you have something to say, just say a few words. If you don't have anything to say, just sit back and eat. That is to say, Wang Yan can speak plainly, and he and his father-in-law talk about teaching and educating people, and history, talking about random things, and they can always eat and drink happily, and they are very harmonious.

After finishing the meal, Wang Yan returned to his home, lit a flower, picked up the bucket of dirty water and went out. He would have to wash his clothes again when he came back soon.

As soon as I walked out the door, I saw Lao Guanjian sitting on the stone at the door of the courtyard, playing with skewers in his hands. He greeted with a smile: "Admiral, have you eaten?"

"You don't want to eat at this hour? Why don't you sit here and eat? Why are you asking nonsense?" Lao Guanzhan looked around and saw no one there. He waved to Wang Yan and said, "Good boy, listen to Chunming and follow me." You said you collected more than 5,000 items?”

"Your disciple is not strict with your words. I just came back a short time ago and I am reporting this to you."

"Stop talking nonsense, when are you going to make your nine-door admiral grandpa grow his eyes?"

Wang Yan said with a smile: "I said last time that I wanted to see the tripods from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. I'll look at them later when it's safe. Now that I've heard that there are so many things, I don't have the patience anymore? Let's wait a few more years. What do you want to do then? It depends on how you look at it.”

Lao Guanjian looked at him suspiciously: "Aren't you bragging to Chunming?"

"Hey, why am I bragging about this? It's not like you don't know that all those old items are priced at a bargain price nowadays. When Chunming said how many items I have, I can't help but mention that I have a group of brothers who are selling them for free, right? I After making so much money, I only managed to get over 5,000 pieces after five or six years of searching. The main reason was that I didn't have any intention. After all, I couldn't get all the good things by myself. I just wanted them to look at the good stuff and get everything. . If I concentrate on collecting and don't care about quality, I can collect so much in one year. I'm just saying nothing. You'll know when you see me later. Let's go and pour water."

Wang Yan waved his hand, swung the bucket and left.

This old boy has something in his hand because of his ancestors. The original play said it was something passed down from three generations of ancestors. However, in the drama, when the old boy faked his death to test people's hearts, the dark room Han Chunming found in the kitchen only had a few boxes in it. The room was not even full, and there probably weren't many gadgets in it.

Maybe it’s because of the chaos in the Republic of China that I pawned some things to make ends meet, and the special era we’re in now. No matter how well prepared he was, he still had the status of being an old man and a young man. He could tell someone what was going on. If he didn't get something out, would that be ridiculous? It’s not enough to have something, you have to have a certain amount. I still don’t know what kind of conduct this old boy had when he was young. If he was a person who was engaged in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling at that time, he would have to suffer some losses.

And even if this old boy's family is at its peak, it definitely doesn't have more than 5,000 items. Because a large part of it is their daily life. At this point, it can be considered a high-quality object.

So the old boy was a little frightened by the number of more than five thousand. He knew things were cheap, but he didn't know Wang Yan could make so much money. After all, if a player like Han Chunming, whose salary is less than 20 yuan, spends all the money on antiques every month, he will only get a hundred and eighty pieces that year, and he still has to be able to find things to count.

Good things are rotten on the street. That's just a description. It's not really that easy to find. After all, in such a big place, scattered around, where it is really easy to hit depends on luck...

Although Wang Yan's life was a little different because he had Su Meng, he lived more or less the same way. It was just that he had to fumble around with Su Meng at night, which was quite interesting.

Of course, there was nothing new. One morning, while he was working as a monkey on Chang'an Street, he happened to meet a foreign reporter. I took a picture of him who happened to be passing by Tiananmen Square. Under the gaze of the huge portrait of the leader, under the red flag fluttering in the sky, and among the sparse crowds of people riding bicycles who got up early in the morning, he was walking with long legs and wearing a Running in tank tops and shorts.

When I ran back again, I was stopped by this group of people and conducted a simple interview. The general idea is to ask him what he does for a living, how much he earns, why he runs, what he thinks about China's future, etc.

Wang Yan's answer was of course quite satisfactory, showing his strong confidence in the motherland. It's just that he answered in very fluent English. When asked why he was so fluent in English, Wang Yan simply replied that he learned from the foreigners and learned skills to defeat the foreigners. And with the compatriot translator's suffocated expression, he solemnly explained the meaning to the foreign devils in a distorted manner, and even wrote the square characters in regular script stroke by stroke to let them understand.

After all, ‘barbarian’ means barbaric and uncivilized, and is a derogatory connotation. This is bullying someone because they don’t understand the language and then scolding them in person. So of course he wanted the foreign devils to feel his modesty and studiousness. After looking back and understanding the true meaning, he would then turn to Nafake and tell him that life is boring and he is looking for fun. Although the fun was very vulgar and he couldn't see it, it was enough to think about that scene and make him happy for a while. Don't care whether it's high-level or low-level, it's important to entertain yourself...

As for Han Chunming, his relationship with Cai Xiaoli is heating up day by day. There is no resistance from Cai Xiaoli's family. After all, Han Chunming once saved their family. Cai Xiaoli also likes it. Their family is still full of girls. As long as her husband's family can do it, the requirements are not very high. After all, no one is very good at the moment. Even the most respectable families of cadres are not much better than the broad masses of the people. Han Chunming is very good because he knows the basics.

As for poor Taozi, he has no goals. His poor family conditions are one thing, and his bad reputation is another. Judging from the way he pursues women with all his heart, it is difficult to please her, and it takes a lot of effort to find a partner. . Unless he took advantage of his urban residence registration to find a girl from the village who wanted to go to the city to enjoy happiness, but he couldn't stand that kind of thing. He played quite well with Han Chunming and Cai Xiaoli, but it was boring to play by himself, so he still acted as his lightbulb. Heartless, laughing and joking, the three of them had a great time playing together.

Han Chunming was under pressure. Not only was his marriage to Cai Xiaoli unfinished, there was also the matter of his bicycle. Everyone who works in the courtyard has a bicycle, so he always feels a little embarrassed if he doesn't have one. Besides, he still owes Wang Yan money that he hasn't paid yet.

So not surprisingly, he found the original construction site at the Temple of Heaven, and took Taozi to work as a laborer after get off work every day to earn extra money...

"Xiao Yan, what have you been doing recently? Why are you so nagging? No matter how good your relationship with Cai Xiaoli is, you can't come back so late every day. It's a Sunday. How can you finally stay home for a whole day off?"

By the pool in the courtyard, Mother Han was washing herself, worrying about her troubled child.

Wang Yan was also washing and rinsing. He rubbed his clothes on the washboard and replied with a smile: "I don't know, I haven't even seen anyone for a while. Auntie, don't worry, you are still here." I don’t know about Chunming. He is so clever. He has learned a lot from Grandpa Guan about being kind, courteous and thrifty. He doesn’t do bad things, let alone learn from them.”

"That's true. That's what reassures me about Wuzi. He seems to be the most careless, but in fact Wuzi is the most thoughtful."

Wang Yan nodded in agreement and said words of praise. Of course Han Chunming is a good person, otherwise Wang Yan would not get close to him. There are always many choices for completing tasks. Dying at a young age is another life, and being paralyzed in bed for a lifetime is also another life.

It's just that this kid is too soft-hearted, especially the main plot in the original drama, the feud with Cheng Jianjun. It seems that he has a high level of life, lives a transparent life, and is broad-minded. He has never taken Cheng Jianjun seriously. Finally, he got some incense burner from the Northern Song Dynasty, which made Cheng Jianjun very angry. But in fact, he never defeated Cheng Jianjun and was played by Cheng Jianjun all his life. Not to mention anything else, just fighting with Su Meng for thirty years has already resulted in a total defeat, and he still seems to be so generous in letting go of his grudges.

Just when the two of them were saying nothing, a 'Prince' greeting came from outside.

Of course Mother Han heard it, but she just smiled and didn't take it seriously. Not to mention Han Chunming, the second eldest child in their family, who was a few years older than Wang Yan. She always greeted Wang Ye when they met. It's been a lot, so I've gotten used to it. I just lamented that I became a master at such a young age, which is quite impressive. There are always two sides to the conversation. If you have a father and a mother, that is called uneducated. If you don't have a father and a mother, that means you are capable and will not be bullied.

Wang Yan turned his head and looked at the door, only to see two young men walking in. One of them said, "Your Majesty, this guy is looking for you. I'm here to send him off. I'm leaving now."

"Thanks, Old Four."

"Thanks, brother." The young man who was brought in also thanked him and then walked up to Wang Yan: "I'm here to open my eyes, Your Majesty."

Who else could this man be except Ma Du who he had met before.

Wang Yan smiled and nodded, put down the clothes in his hands and shook his hands: "It's been half a month, I thought you wouldn't come."

"How could it be, Prince, I've been thinking about you. I have time today, so I hurried over to see you."

"Let's go inside and talk."

Taking Ma Du into the house, Wang Yan pointed to Su Meng who had stood up and was reading in the house and said: "This is my wife, but it's unfortunate that you met me when we haven't gotten married yet. We plan to get married in October..."

Ma Du was stunned for a moment, then laughed and nodded to Su Meng: "Hello, sister-in-law!"

Seeing Su Meng's response, he continued: "Prince, don't worry, my brother will definitely come to show his support. Your wedding is not qualified for ordinary people."

"Look at what you said, you can come to give Wang Yan face." While Su Meng was talking, she looked at Wang Yan with a smile: "Then I won't disturb you guys, let's go back."

She was still very sensible and didn't get in the way. Although she really wanted to hear what the two of them said, seeing the surprise in Ma Du's eyes and his hesitation, she could only politely retreat and ask again.

"Sister-in-law, take care." Ma Du waved to Su Meng, then turned back and looked at Wang Yan in confusion: "Prince? Sister-in-law, don't you know how powerful you are?"

"Although we grew up in the same dean, I have never met before, and I haven't known you for more than a month. Besides, I'm not that powerful. I'm just a worker repairing equipment in a food factory. There's nothing to brag about." Wang Yan sat on the stool and pointed at the things in the room: "Just look around."

Ma Du sighed, and without saying anything, he first looked at the tea set on the table. He turned it over and over for a long time, and turned back awkwardly and said: "Prince, how about you tell me about it?"

Ma Du is still a layman now, and he is just getting started with these things. He just likes these things and has not done a very deep study. As for telling stories like Lao Guantou, Wang Yan can't do it, let alone Ma Du, a novice.

With a smile, Wang Yan began to tell him about these things, from history to kilns, from kilns to specific objects, and from objects to specific features. This stuff is mainly about history, coupled with the various technical crafts at that time, Wang Yan still knows these things very well.

If you say he was looking for something to do, he met Ma Du completely by accident, so he followed him to get in touch with him, to have fun, it was also quite interesting, just to have fun.

So originally Ma Du came to see things, but in the end it became Wang Yan's teaching him, and it was not until the afternoon that he finished talking about these things he had placed at home.

"You really don't have a foundation. You should focus on understanding our Chinese history in the future. These things are all connected. When we look at these old objects, we can also feel the wisdom of our ancestors and the history and culture of the time."

"Thank you for your advice, Your Majesty. I have benefited a lot today. Well, today is a bit late. Next Sunday, I will buy wine and food to invite you to drink, and let me feel what it feels like to drink with this Doucai wine cup."

"Okay, okay. You are a generous kid. I recognize you as my friend. Take this string of golden nan bracelets back and play with it. It's my gift to you. I won't keep you. There will be plenty of time in the future. Take your time."

Ma Du took the bracelet and thanked Wang Yan repeatedly. He was sent out of the door by Wang Yan and left. He felt that today was not in vain. He broadened his horizons, learned more, got things, and made friends.

He finally understood why Wang Yan could be called "Grandpa". He had never seen the legendary fighting ability, but when it comes to getting along with him, it's really like being bathed in spring breeze. Just for this reason, he is not simple...

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