Chapter 572 The Prince Is a Good Man

Su Meng seemed to be under surveillance. Wang Yan had just sent Ma Du away and ran to the sink to continue washing clothes. The woman ran out and said, "Who is that? What have you been talking about for so long?"

"My name is Ma Du. He is from the Air Force compound. His father also fought in the Anti-Japanese War. He is a studious person and likes history. He heard that I like these things, so he came to communicate with me."

Wang Yan did not tell the truth. Although there was no need to hide it, there was no need to say it. Su Meng did not understand these things, and it was useless to tell him. Even if I told Su Meng about the preciousness of those antiques, she would not be able to appreciate them with her shallow cultural cultivation. Moreover, at this time, even if he said that they were very precious, the things that were everywhere on the street would not be very precious, and it would make him look very idle.

If Su Meng knew that they were very precious, she would not be as casual as she is now. If she was always cautious, she would not be able to guarantee the safety of his things. She could not say when they would be broken by her. It would not be worth the loss, so the less trouble, the less trouble.

This is also the reason why Han Chunming didn't tell Su Meng or his family about these things in the original drama. Han Chunming gave Su Meng a box with an inscription by Emperor Qianlong, which was given to Old Lady Su to store needles and thread. It was just right. It is not wrong to blame those who don't know. Su Meng didn't know how much the thing was worth, nor did she know what Han Chunming meant. Even if she knew, there was still a gap between knowing and understanding. Su Meng probably wouldn't care much, after all, it was just a useless broken box.

Summer insects really can't talk about ice. They only think that these are useless within the scope of what they know. Spending money to collect these things is the behavior of a prodigal son. Compared with the painstaking explanation, making up a reason and being scolded has become the best choice.

Su Meng looked at Wang Yan suspiciously: "A kid from the compound? Are you involved with those people again?"

"He is a milling operator in the factory, and he controls the machines..." Wang Yan gestured at the milling worker's work and explained what he did, and said: "So you think he could be a speculator? Like me, he is an honest worker, and he just came to chat with me and ask for advice. He will come again next week, and said he would bring wine and food to treat me to a drink. I thought that I would drink with Uncle Guan at that time. The old man lived a long life, experienced a lot, and knew a lot. You are just worried about me, and Uncle Guan?

Okay, I know what I am doing, so don't worry about it. Don't worry about it. Don't worry about it. I am waiting to marry you and live a stable life. When the time comes, I will give birth to a bunch of fat children, and let my parents rest in peace."

Su Meng was embarrassed when she said this. It was the expectation revealed in the tension, and the tension in the expectation. She glared at Wang Yan: "You are not serious."

"How can you be not serious after getting married and having children? You have to develop in the direction of being a good wife and a good mother. For example, before, I was washing clothes outside and you were reading in the house? Now I am washing clothes with you and you are standing by and watching? Is that reasonable? This is all work, you have to learn to do it. Come on, practice first."

While speaking, before Su Meng could react, Wang Yan pulled her to his side and handed the clothes to her.

To say that Su Meng is actually quite rare, she is the only one in the family, and she has received all the care from her parents and elders. It may be a bit too much to say that she is lazy and does not know how to distinguish grains, but she has indeed never done any work. Her clothes are either washed by her mother or her grandmother. She is not needed to do housework. Old Mrs. Su is idle enough every day, looking for work when there is no work, and the house is very clean and tidy. Cooking is even more impossible, just waiting for food, she is really a living ancestor at home. In such an era, it is not easy for her to develop like this.

Even those powerful high-ranking families, few want to achieve what Su Meng has. Because material life is indeed not rich, and every household has many children, it is inevitable that there are places that cannot be taken care of. Su Meng is quite lucky, and her self-esteem has a lot to do with this.

When the visitor was rubbing clothes with this, Cheng Jianjun came in from outside with a cart: "Prince, Su Meng, wash clothes."

Don't hit a smiling person, Wang Yan nodded with a smile, and Su Meng glanced at him and ignored him.

Cheng Jianjun didn't dare to say anything nonsense, and walked away with a smiling face. But when he turned his back to Wang Yan, his face, which was still smiling awkwardly just now, lost its expression, and instead became a little more violent. This is because the hatred has not been forgotten.

Not to mention his fear of Wang Yan in his heart, there is also the hatred of stealing his wife. Although without Wang Yan, he would not have a result with Su Meng, but of course he didn't think so. He just thought that Wang Yan was a hooligan and a veteran in the flower garden, and he deceived Su Meng with a bunch of sweet words. In comparison, he doesn't have much feeling towards Han Chunming now, but he just can't stand Wang Yan...

Seeing him leave, Su Meng muttered: "His mother keeps talking to grandma about finding girls for him. A few girls have come, but nothing has happened. I tell you, his mother is also very annoying..."

This Su Meng is unkind. Cheng Jianjun's father got her job. But life is normal. There are many conflicts and messes among people living in the same village, with their own houses and courtyards, not to mention those who have lived together in a large courtyard for decades. It's normal for this family to look down on that family and that family to hate this family.

Of course, the old Cheng family is indeed not good, otherwise they would not be able to raise someone as narrow-minded as Cheng Jianjun, just like Su Meng. Family factors play a big role. Or the influence of words and deeds, or all kinds of satisfying pampering...

In the real world, Wang Yancai is just a fledgling person with a small reputation and can barely be regarded as a technological upstart. Compared to someone like Bimadu, who is from a mixed cultural circle, has a strong background, personal connections, and has been famous for many years, it is still far behind. If he wants to make friends, people may not even look him in the eyes.

But in the world we live in now, in this era, Wang is the master. Although he looks down and out now, Ma Dou knows that a person with such profound knowledge can make him feel like a spring breeze. He was once a member of a proud veteran group, a worker's son from an ordinary family, without the shadow of his father's generation. It can't be as simple as it seems. He is someone who, as a young man in his early twenties, needs to look up to.

And for Wang Yan, who is so awesome, to be able to give him such a person who has never entered the door, or even knew him before, and only met him once, and spend so much time and words to teach him, that is really helping him. What's more, talking about nonsense like antiques at this time also involves certain risks.

In the past week, Ma Du had not been having a good time. He was mainly worried about something, and his thoughts were not clear. Following Wang Yan's free lessons before, the splendid culture of the ancient dynasties was revealed to him, which strengthened his determination to deepen this path.

Finally on Sunday, he packed up, bought some cooked food, braised pork and peanuts, and two bottles of Erguotou, and took advantage of the time to arrive at Wang Yan's house before lunch.

This time he was much more familiar with it. He just pushed the bicycle in, parked the car, took his things, and went to the window to say hello: "Your Majesty?"

Wang Yan was reading a book in the room. He waved and said, "Here you come, come in."

Ma Du sighed, carrying the food and wine he bought into the house and putting them on the table: "Isn't sister-in-law here?"

"I know you came to me for a drink and went out to play with friends early in the morning." Wang Yan took a look at the things he bought: "Hey, you bought so many things, didn't you spend less? They are all your own, so What are you spending money on? You’re just a plate of peanuts, and as long as you don’t miss the wine, I won’t pick on you.”

"Your Majesty, this is the first time I've invited you to drink, and I've also borrowed your place. I have to get something good, eat well, and drink well. Besides, I'm also greedy. Today I'm a Enjoyed it." After laughing twice with Wang Yan, Ma Du said, "Shall we start drinking now? To be honest, Your Majesty, I just wanted to come and see you today and hear you talk about our history. , and the wisdom of our ancestors.”

He can buy things anytime, but he also needs the knowledge more. I don’t understand the things I buy and play with them, and it always scratches my heart and liver, so it’s serious to eat something, drink something, and learn something after bleeding.

"If you don't want to drink at my place, let's go somewhere else." Wang Yan found a box and put the four colorful wine glasses in it: "Pick up your things and leave."

Ma Du didn't ask where he was going or who he was drinking with. The reason he came was because of the antiques, so whoever he was drinking with must be related to this. You'll know it naturally when you see someone.

After leaving the house and locking the door, Wang Yan took Ma Du and wandered to Lao Guantuan's courtyard next to the canteen.

In the small courtyard at this moment, Lao Guan was sitting in the shade beside the wall, lying on a lounge chair and basking in the sun. In one hand, he was holding a plate of golden nan bracelets, and in the other hand, he got it from someone who knows where. A pair of walnuts and the program on the radio kept the old boy quite busy.

"Admiral, we are here." Wang Yan greeted him, looked at the old juncture who opened his eyes and said, "This is the boy I always told you about who is very close to me, his name is Madu. Madu, This is Uncle Guan, a descendant of the Qing Dynasty. His ancestor was a tax collector of Chongwenmen. He has a lot of things in his hands. The boy who was following me in Shichahai last time was the apprentice of this admiral.

The reason why he is called Admiral is because this old man calls himself the Admiral of the Nine Sects, and he can only take a few sips when he has nothing to do. The Admiral is sixty-seven this year. He was born in the late Qing Dynasty and grew up in the Republic of China. He is well-informed. If you want to know more about our ancestors, this old man can tell you. "

"Thank you, Your Majesty. The junior Ma Du has met all the nine admirals." Ma Du was also a wonderful person. He held his hand in front of Wang Yan and even slapped his arm twice at the old juncture. He also knew that this old man was just looking for fun. He was already in his seventies and didn't talk much.

It’s been so many years, and there’s no such thing as Manchus. After the Republic of China, and more than 20 years from the founding of the People’s Republic of China, several groups have died, and several groups have been born. The old grudges have long been buried. Except for a few crazy people who insist on talking about the Babel pattern to find superiority, the other thing is that we all have a family named...

Lao Guanzhao stared at Madu for a while, and when he saw that he didn't dodge his gaze, he smiled and said, "Sit down and talk, this kid has to cook, let's chat first."

Ma Du looked at Wang Yan in confusion: "Why are you still cooking? Your Majesty, I can just drink. Please don't bother me. I can't bear it."

"Hey, it's just a couple of extra dishes and some steamed buns. It's no trouble. It'll be over in a moment. If you have any questions, just ask the admiral. If you don't talk too far, the admirals in the Ming and Qing dynasties have a good reputation."

After speaking, Wang Yan ignored them and went to the kitchen with the dark room.

He is not just waiting for the old man to come, nor is he giving more face to Ma. He just has no fun living with the old Su family, and he is free. Of course, the old Su family didn't treat him harshly. He could still have a meal of meat every three or four days, but not much. If he buys it, Mrs. Su and the others should nag. Don't buy it, he still has the conditions, and there is no need to look for trouble like a rabbit. It's just that the two days he ate potatoes were too short, otherwise he would have left the restaurant in two days and then returned to be a poor man.

Today happens to be the time when all the horses are coming over, and it’s time to eat at Laoguan’s house, so I take advantage of today’s opportunity to have some meat and vegetables here.

The dishes have already been cooked, and there is braised pork on the pot. He will get some green vegetables, fry some fish, scramble an egg, and a tiger dish to go with wine. He has packed these before, so he can just cook them. In addition, cut up the things Madu brought, and then you're done.

Within half an hour, the dishes were ready. Wang Yan called Ma Du over to bring the dishes to the table. The boy came over to take a look and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, you are still talking about me, but it turns out that you are braised pork again, and It’s a fish, so it doesn’t cost much.”

"Not only are you greedy, I also want to eat meat. If you come over just in time, let's eat and drink together. But don't be pretentious, otherwise it won't be fun."

"Then don't worry, it's impossible."

The two of them went back and forth several times, placing all the food on the coffee table in the room, and took out his Doucai wine glass. When Ma Du was about to open Erguotou, Wang Yan stopped him: "Leave your wine here for the admiral." Please keep it, let’s drink this today.”

While talking, Wang Yan took out two bottles of Mao Zi. It costs eight yuan a bottle to buy with a ticket, and it's not sold in ordinary supply and marketing cooperatives. Nowadays, they are all made of real materials, the wine quality is very good, and it tastes good.

Ma Du shouted in surprise and gave a thumbs up: "Your Majesty, you are so generous!" He is a brother from the big courtyard, and he cannot afford to drink this wine. I became more and more certain in my heart that Wang Yan was not as simple as he appeared. If it were really simple, it would cost 26 yuan a month and these two bottles of wine would cost 16 yuan. I haven’t said that it’s hard to find tickets or buy wine.

"Boy, don't say it's useless, hurry up and pour the wine. This is a wine glass with a doucai, and drinking eight yuan of wine, that's what this prodigal son can do."

Ma Du consciously took the wine, unscrewed the lid, and poured it first for Lao Guanguan, then for Wang Yan, and finally for himself.

"Admiral, you don't curse others while drinking." Wang Yan raised his glass with a smile: "Come on, let the three of us have a drink."

The three of them drank wine and ate with chopsticks. They praised Wang Yan's cooking skills and thanked him as the cook. The beginning of the meal was over.

Wang Yan asked: "Where were you two talking about just now? Let's continue chatting."

"Tell me what is the difference between Qing Dynasty enamel and other porcelain."

"Oh, let's talk about this..."

The chatterbox opened up, and while drinking wine, he talked nonsense about antiques. Of course, it was mainly Wang Yan who talked to Lao Guanjian. Ma Du and Na listened, interjecting a few questions from time to time. Those who really didn’t understand were the few things Lao Guanjian put out because the situation had slowed down in the past two years. Let Ma Du take a look at the things in action.

The time for chatting is always fast, and it will be even faster if you drink some wine to make yourself confused. The meal lasted from noon to dusk. The three of them drank three bottles of wine and ate all the food.

At the old juncture, I was running seventy and exerting myself. I didn’t drink even a pound, but I still had to have seven ounces. Although I drink it for a long time and my body metabolizes it, I still feel confused when I should. Wang Yan held his wrist and helped him into the house. After confirming that he was not dead, he came out and cleaned up the mess with Ma Du.

"I have gained a lot today. I have a complete understanding of what these objects are all about, as well as good food and drink. To be honest with you, the prince, I haven't seen oil or water in half a month, and I still have something to drink. Eight yuan a bottle of Maotai. Thank you for your support and hospitality. If you find it useful in the future, just keep talking and go through fire and water."

Ma Du has a good drinking capacity. He basically drinks it one cup at a time with Wang Yan. He is a little more than a kilogram of wine. He must be in a daze, but he must not have drunk too much. He is conscious and is wiping the stove and table with a rag. , full of energy. After two contacts, and having drank for a long time today, I have become familiar with Wang Yan, and have become good friends. Therefore, although I said polite words, my attitude in the words was also much more casual.

"We are all brothers, so there is no need to be so polite. We will be together for a long time in the future. As for what to eat and drink, to tell you the truth, I really don't need the money. They are in our courtyard and my wife's It’s hard to show off, otherwise you’ll get into trouble. Even if I don’t drink with you today, I’m thinking of finding a fat guy to have a drink with the Admiral in the next two days.”

Wang Yan was holding a cigarette in his mouth, smiling and washing the dishes with him. He said: "As for these old things, it's actually not difficult. Good things are all over the streets now, it's not surprising. If you have money, go and collect them. , hold the physical object, look at the relevant books, read more, learn more, and ponder more, and you will be able to have some skills in five or six years.

But if you see something that is too good, you have to be careful. Although there are a lot of things nowadays, there are still some experts who specialize in deceiving knowledgeable people. Some of them may be things that have just been unearthed a few days ago, so be careful. That’s it. The current situation is also interesting. People are trying their best to make fakes just to defraud them of dozens of dollars... But such masters are rare, so you just have to pay attention. "

"Hey, I remembered it."

"When I go back in a while, I will give you the books I compiled before. You can take it home and study it yourself. If I have a chance in the future, I will take a look at what good things you have made."

Ma Ying nodded in response, tidying up with warmth in his heart, secretly sighing that the prince is a good person...

After returning home with his doucai wine glass, Wang Yan found a pile of books on history and art and crafts that he had prepared before, tied them to the back seat of Ma Du, and sent them to the street to watch him pedal away on his bicycle. , and then returned home.

As expected, Su Meng was already sitting in the room: "Your Majesty, you have finished your drink. I'm not blaming you, and don't blame me for being too lenient. Uncle Guan is already in his sixties and seventies. Now, you are living alone again. You and that Ma are both young people in their twenties. If this comes to Uncle Guan, you will have nothing to do with it. "

Wang Yan poured hot water to make tea, nodded in agreement with her statement, and explained: "Don't worry, how could I not know this? Uncle Guan drank seven taels of wine in half a day. Considering his drinking capacity, it is not a big problem. . And you think Uncle Guan is stupid? He knows if you can drink it. Don’t worry about it. I’ll go over and see how you are doing with your friends.”

Su Meng rolled her eyes, but still answered Wang Yan: "There's nothing to do. We just went to Beihai Park for a walk. I'm tired of visiting all the places in the capital, and there's nothing interesting."

"I'll be paid in a few days. How about we go to Badaling to climb the Great Wall next week? We'll leave early in the morning and return in the evening. Can we go?"

"Okay." Su Meng nodded without thinking. She had nothing to think about. There was no way she wouldn't want to go out to play.

After settling this matter, Su Meng's inner thoughts about Wang Yan's drinking all afternoon with others were over. Of course she's not happy about it. She's dating someone, and it's not exciting enough. Of course she wants to get tired of being together all the time.

There was another period of fumbling around, and around eight o'clock, Su Meng left with a flushed face. Then she washed her face with cold water in the courtyard to calm down, and then skipped back to the backyard. She became more and more anxious. The more I look forward to getting married...

Wang Yan went out to Lao Guantou's place, went into the back room and looked at Lao Guantou who was snoring, then closed the door, left the window open, locked the door from the inside, climbed over the wall and jumped out.

"My lord, have you gone to my master's place to look for the treasure?"

Looking at Wang Yan who suddenly jumped in front of him, Han Chunming was startled, and then looked at the courtyard door at Laoguan Gate behind him, looking at Wang Yan with suspicious eyes.

"Am I that kind of person?" Wang Yan shook his head: "Do you still remember the horse we met last time? He came to my place last week to see something, and he made an appointment to drink today. I thought this was not the Admiral. Nothing happened, so I came to drink with him. From noon to night, the admiral was old and drank seven taels of wine. I was afraid that something would happen to him, so I came over and took a look, so I didn't go in. The door is broken, how about you think that I am willing to jump over the wall?

But your life is not good, so today I got two fishes, and a big pot of braised pork, roast duck, smoked chicken, and pork head from Madu. I also got three bottles of Maotai. It was delicious. You didn’t catch up…”

Han Chunming swallowed, shook his head and said: "I can't help it. I still owe you eleven yuan and haven't paid it back. When the wedding is about to happen, I also have to get a bicycle. I found a Temple of Heaven a while ago. I was working on the job of transporting sand and soil over there. The construction period was late, so the leader asked me to do part-time work, so I took Taozi with me to do it. I worked for more than half a month, and it was basically done. I came back early, otherwise. I have to work until after ten o'clock. This was okay before, but now that I want to get married to Xiaoli as soon as possible, I feel a lot of pressure and it is really difficult..."

"Hi, it's nothing. Xiaoli's family doesn't have any requirements for you. Just hold on and it will be over. Recently, hasn't your mother been looking for partners for your second brother? He has been working in the factory for several years and now he is getting married. I can definitely give him a room. If your second brother really can't do it, I'll think of a way and talk to the leader in charge of room allocation in our factory.

I have been working for so many years and am qualified to be allocated a house, but I have my own house, so I have never fought for it. When I study it with the leaders, wouldn't it be over if I give this position to you? Others can't say anything. I only thought of this in the past two days. Now that I have a place to live, everything will be easier, so I don’t have to worry too much. "

Han Chunming exclaimed and clasped his hands together: "Thank you first. You don't know. My mother has been so worried recently that she doesn't even have the heart to eat. When I go back and tell her what you said, she will also It’s bottomed out.”

"I think it's better not to say anything. Auntie is a little stressed. Then maybe there will be some changes on your second brother's side. If you live in our factory's house, then you can move out. Although they are all separated. It's not far, but there is always some distance. If there is distance, there will always be things that cannot be taken care of. You are such a filial son, and I have already heard my aunt talk about living with you in the future, so it is better for your second brother to move out. It’s nice to live here.”

"Hey, that's right..." Han Chunming sighed melancholy: "No matter what, I have to thank the prince first."

"Okay, you're not an outsider, just help if you can." Wang Yan patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go, it's getting late, go back and wash up and sleep, it's time to go to work again tomorrow..."

Han Chunming nodded vigorously, secretly sighing in his heart. Although the prince had snatched Su Meng, others didn't know that he had something to do with Su Meng, so he couldn't blame others. Moreover, Su Meng was a problematic woman. She was ambiguous with him and hooked up with the prince. But even so, even if he knew everything, he was not happy in his heart, but he never showed it in front of Wang Yan.

But now, as Wang Yan said that he would help him, who had only been working in the food factory for a month, to get a house, he was really moved. Before, because of Su Meng's little thing, although he still couldn't let it go for a while, his intuition suddenly calmed down a lot. The prince is a good man, capable, and so generous. He also takes good care of him. He is much better than Han Chunming, which is good.

Anyway, Wang Yan and Su Meng are already together, and he is also talking about marriage with Cai Xiaoli. It's no use to worry about those things...

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