Chapter 584: The Broken Marquis Arrives

Outside the house in Deshengmen, Wang Yan parked the motorcycle at the door and helped Lao Guantou out of the bucket.

Lao Guantou stood on the ground and let out a long sigh: "It's so bumpy. Little thief, you are not short of money or people, it would be better to just get a big-butt jeep. This broken motorcycle can neither block the wind nor the rain, and it is easy to die quickly."

"Be low-key, don't be too ostentatious. In fact, even if I don't buy a car, I can still get a bus with my salary, but I just didn't take it. When the streets are full of cars, I will drive one."

In fact, it's not very bumpy. The seats in the bucket are all modified, like sofas, very comfortable, but Lao Guantou is old, and he can't ride hard or soft. The road conditions are not very good now, and there are some potholes occasionally. Lao Guantou swayed back and forth on the seat, he was not used to it.

At this moment, the tightly closed door opened, and a sturdy man walked out: "Prince!"

"Well, nothing, bring people over to look at things, do what you need to do." Wang Yan waved his hand to let the subordinate stay, and stretched out his hand to gesture to Lao Guantou: "Please, Admiral."

Lao Guantou laughed, and was the first to step over the threshold with the help of Han Chunming. Wang Yan lit a cigarette and followed behind him: "In addition to this small house at the entrance, there is also a house in the backyard where people live. All other rooms are filled with things. You two can look at it at will."

Hearing this, Lao Guantou opened the door of the second back house nearby, and was stunned when he stood at the door. Because except for the first house where people live, the rest of the back houses in this row have been opened up, relying on a few pillars to support the beams to stabilize the house structure. At a glance, there are three rows of tall shelves that are closely arranged and can only accommodate one person. Because the back house faces north and has no light, and the tall shelves block the already insufficient light in the room, it is impossible to see further inside, but just by looking at the densely packed strange stones and ornaments at the door, one can imagine how many things there are.

Wang Yan in the back was very considerate and turned on the lights in the house so that they could see clearly.

Han Chunming no longer supported the old man at this time, but went in carefully, his mouth wide open, like a mouse entering a rice warehouse, salivating. Happiness came too suddenly, and I didn't know where to start.

Old Guantou was more stable. He took a quick look and turned back to look at Wang Yan at the door: "Are all the items in this room from the Qing Dynasty?"

"Admiral, you have a good eye. In addition to calligraphy and paintings, my things are arranged according to dynasties. In addition to these, there are two more rooms. I have collected so many things, and most of them are from the Qing Dynasty."

"No future!" Old Guantou glared at Han Chunming, turned around, put his hands behind his back, stepped across the second door, and walked straight to the three main rooms: "Grandpa Admiral of the Nine Gates, just look at the best."

Wang Yan shook his head, walked to the stone bench in the shade of the yard and sat down. After smoking a cigarette, he entered the house.

Old Guantou was wearing reading glasses and circling around a few tripods on a Ming Dynasty rosewood table. One of them was a tripod from the Zhou Dynasty, as if he could understand it. Unlike some antiques from later dynasties that can still be used, the biggest use of this bronze tripod that has been around for thousands of years is archaeology.

Ignoring him, Wang Yan turned and went into the room. He randomly pulled out a scroll of paintings from the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, spread it on the table by the window, and began to appreciate it carefully...

Soon, it was three o'clock in the afternoon. Wang Yan looked at the time and said, "Hey, Admiral, Chunming, we should go. The ragged Marquis will be here in a while, and the meal is not ready yet. By then, you two will lose without fighting."

The old man nodded and sighed, "Then go back. Business can't be delayed."

Han Chunming came over with a white jade Qilin pendant, looking eagerly at He looked at Wang Yan with a smile: "Your Highness, let's discuss it?"

Wang Yan glanced at it: "How do you want to discuss the Zigang jade plaque with the inscription?"

"I know that Your Highness likes calligraphy and painting. I have an authentic work of Dong Qichang. This is a great calligrapher, but I know nothing about calligraphy and painting. It's a waste of money here, so I'll give it to you for appreciation. There is a difference of more than 30 years between the two, but Dong Qichang's reputation is not weak. What do you think?"

"Okay, but compared to that, I still got the upper hand. You can make up for it with a little thing from the Qing Dynasty."

He has actually seen a lot of Dong Qichang's works. After all, Dong Qichang was still alive when he was in the late Ming Dynasty. Although it is of no use to him, he can still take a look at it and think about the days of iron horses and ice rivers, and feel nostalgic...

"Your Highness is generous. What do you think of this Yongzheng style bowl with white glaze inside and rouge glaze outside, with dark dragon patterns?" Han Chunming took out a small pink bowl from his trouser pocket and smiled at Wang Yan.

"You are good, you have prepared well. That's it, let's go. No need to close the door, they will close it in a while." After saying that, Wang Yan turned around and left.

When he came outside, looking at the tightly closed door, Lao Guantou asked: "These are not more than 10,000 pieces, right? I heard from Chunming that you still have a lot of Ming and Qing furniture, and I haven't seen many here."

"Well, there is also a house. The house is big, with three entrances, and more than half of it is installed. You can go and see it when you have time."

"You are really capable, looking at this, you can't collect more than 20,000 pieces, right?"

"I haven't counted it since I passed 10,000. It's useless. I'll take a closer look later. I'll keep the ones I like and use, and donate the rest to the museum for them to maintain and study."

"You are very advanced." Han Chunming helped Lao Guantou sit in the sidecar and said, "But I think you should find a place to put all your things and make a museum of your own. You can go in and have a look when you are free. That feeling, hey, don't tell me how happy it is. Now the national policy is getting better and better, and the environment is getting more relaxed. You don't know when you can buy land. If that happens, you can build a building on your own land. Anyway, you are not short of money, so you can do whatever you want. Isn't that better?"

"Didn't I say that you can keep the things you like and use. You don't think there are not many things I like and use, right? There are so many calligraphy and paintings in that room. If they are all spread out, how big a place do you think you need?"

With a glance and pretending to be cool again, Wang Yan got on the motorcycle, kicked the ignition, and then shifted gears and left. Han Chunming was left alone, disheveled in the wind, and was hit...

After arriving home, Wang Yan showed up in front of Su Meng. She still had a learning attitude. After waking up and eating, she quietly read and studied in the house. As for the little one, he had taken a nap and ran out to play.

There was no need to worry about the safety of the children. In this large alley nearby, everyone knew the number of children. Moreover, it was impossible for a five or six-year-old child to go out to play alone. Once he went out, there would be a large group, running back and forth everywhere. Even if there were some accidents, they could be discovered at the first time...

When I went to Lao Guantou's house again, I learned that Lao Guantou went to catch up on his sleep when he got home. He had to take a nap every day. And today he saw so many things, and it was really exhausting to use his brain at high speed. In addition, the stimulation of so many things was too great. Even if Lao Guantou's mentality was still good, after all, they were not his things, but it was the first time in his life that he saw so many antiques, and his mentality was unstable. What they saw now was not even half of Wang Yan's collection. The three-story house was filled with more than half of it, which was much more than the two-story house. Just thinking about it was exciting enough.

If he was sober, with so many good things, he would be like Han Chunming and exchange some of his favorite things to take back. But he didn't say anything yet, he hasn't recovered yet. I guess after these two days, when I digested it, I should take the initiative to find Wang Yan, either to exchange things or to take a closer look at the antiques one by one. This is the happiness of everyone who likes these antiques.

To feel the humanistic atmosphere condensed on each antique, to imagine how these antiques were made and how they circulated, and to experience the magnificent history of the past...

It was almost time, Taozi and Ma Du came, helping in the kitchen, talking casually, and Guan Xiaoguan, who was ignored by everyone, sat on a chair in the house and read a book.

Seeing Wang Yan fanning himself and sitting on a small stool pouring tea, Ma Du rushed out: "Prince, I heard from Chunming that you took the admiral and the others to see your collection this morning? Chunming also exchanged a piece of Zigang jade plaque?"

Wang Yan smiled and nodded: "I called you, but you were not at home."

"Yeah, this is regretful. You said that I went out for a whole morning and didn't get any good things. It would be great if I had the time to go to your place to have a look." Ma Du looked at Wang Yan eagerly: "Prince, when will you have time to take me with you again?"

"Let's go next week, and have fun That's it. If you want to look at them one by one, I'll sort them out later. As I expected, the situation has improved in the past two years, and there are a lot of messy things. I haven't even seen many of them. You have to hurry up, because there are a lot of good things now. "

"Don't worry, I've also found a few brothers to help. Then we've decided to go and see it next week. After listening to Chunming, I'm so itchy in my heart that I probably won't sleep well this week. "

Ma Du has also stood up in the past two years. On the one hand, he became an editor two years earlier and came into contact with different groups of people in advance. On the other hand, of course, it was the influence of Wang Yan, the anomaly. After the establishment of the special zone, Han Chunming found a way to make money and his hands became more and more generous. Ma Du's mind must have lived early. He is also a child of a big courtyard and has the advantage of connections. So he also followed a group of people to do business together, and made a lot more than Han Chunming. This is his advantage. Compared with the original tampering with traditional Chinese medicine, it is not bad at all.

So he also learned from Wang Yan, letting go and finding some trustworthy people with a lower status to help him do things. He paid for speed and quantity, and even contacted other provinces to collect. If this goes on, regardless of other things, at least Ma Du’s things must be much more than before.

Looking at Ma Du lying on the recliner, with no intention of going to work, Wang Yan shook his head and smiled. This kid was embarrassed to stay alone, and now that he came, he could feel at ease.

He didn’t respond to Ma Du’s words, but asked Han Chunming: "The four small bowls are in your hands?"

"Of course, Wan has been grinding for more than four years. The broken Hou couldn’t stand it anymore, so he just exchanged with me, and then he took the three small bowls back to my master. He told me about the things before, and that’s how we got to this situation today."

Ma Du interrupted: "I just came here not long ago, just at this time, tell me what happened?"

"When the Qing Dynasty was not over, my master’s family was a big tax official in Chongwenmen..."

With Han Chunming's eloquent talk, a dusty past was revealed again. Of course, it is no different from the plot of the original play, that is, the shabby marquis is the prince's surnamed grandson, and his father harms three other people and robs them of their small enamel bowls. Then he talked bit by bit about how he got to know Popohou Hou and some of the things that happened together over the years, thus saying that this guy was not bad. Of course, in the end, I didn't forget to praise Lao Junjun for his understanding of justice and for not putting the debts of his father, Palanhou, on Baopaanhou's son.

In the original play, the Poshahou Hou and Lao Guantou met for a drinking contest in 1985, but at that time it was also seven or seven years since Han Chunming met the Poshahou Hou again, and at first he was thinking about the note box signed by Qianlong. It's different now. The two of them communicated and naturally found out that there were three small enamel bowls in Baolanhou's hand. In fact, Baolanhou knew that Han Chunming was Lao Guan's apprentice and deliberately brought them out to Han Chunming. It took a little bit of tossing until today.

After all, after in-depth exchanges, Han Chunming, who knew nothing about anything, would not hide that the old juncture was his master's business, and he also wanted to eliminate this grudge. His father was dead, and he was young at that time. Really If you don’t know those things, you will return to dust and return to dust.

After talking about these things, Han Chunming said: "My master has a wish, that is, when he can see the nicknames of the four brothers as signboards, they will open four restaurants. I have followed him before. Tao Zi is studying this matter. Now I see that there are a lot of restaurants on the street. After asking around, they are all affiliated with the street, companies, etc., and you two can do it by paying a little management fee every month. We are all not short of money. Are you interested in working together? It just so happens that the four of us can open it and live together. "

Ma didn't say anything, so he looked at Wang Yan first.

"I'll forget it. It's not like you don't know that there is a stall over there in Pengcheng. I have no intention of running a restaurant anymore. Besides, your restaurant is bound to be opened, so why should I open it? Why don't I go directly to your restaurant for dinner? Okay? Aren't you four restaurants with Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine and so on, which are economical, affordable and delicious, and serve the broad masses of our people?

Open another high-end restaurant specializing in high-quality dishes. Let the master chefs who have been in the industry for many years and have superb cooking skills cook the dishes, and you can find all eight major cuisines. Just make the kind of meal that ordinary people would work hard for several months, and you have to make reservations. You can make ten or twenty tables a day, and you are guaranteed to make money. "

"I think the prince is right. His idea is right. Normally, you won't lose money when opening a restaurant. There is no problem at all if you open three popular restaurants. The boutique restaurant that the prince mentioned is definitely the most profitable. Nowadays, more and more people can afford to buy cars on the street. There are also some rich bosses from the south who come to Beijing to do business. They are definitely not short of money. Besides, the prince knows many people. When the time comes, he will bring them to you. The last two groups have made a name for themselves, and this family makes more money than your three families. "

Ma Du said a lot, then changed the subject: "But I won't do it with you. If you want to talk about a big business, we can still join forces to make money together. Open a restaurant, just the two of you. That's enough. Tao Zi, I think you can just do it with him. You don't have to worry about anything. As long as you pay, Tao Zi and his wife will do the rest. It will also save him from always talking about the food factory. It’s uncomfortable.”

Tao Zi nodded: "I said before that they can't work together. The prince is a great scientist, and even opening a restaurant will bring him down. Xiao Ma is a literary editor, and he is involved in the circle of intellectuals. Besides, he is also a great scientist. He doesn't like the idea of ​​making a small amount of money by opening a restaurant. Well, let's go to Dashilar tomorrow and look for a place to tidy up. We will try to open it in our own restaurant next month. Have a meal."

Is Han Chunming a living Bodhisattva? That’s why he really regards Taozi as his brother. That’s why in the past two years, Han Chunming took risks and was even arrested once. He came back from the south with goods and was shot by Taozi. After selling it in another place, the two people's money will be divided equally. So in fact, Tao Zi is also a rich man, even richer than Han Chunming. After all, a large part of the money Han Chunming earned was used by him to collect things. And Taozi can really save money, and it’s all in the hands of his wife...

Han Chunming sighed: "Don't I think we can get there right away and open four stores together? Now that these two masters don't want to do it, forget it, let's work on it slowly. Your Majesty, what you always said You can’t expect to find a boutique restaurant in the short term, just wait a few years.”

"It's okay. There are still decades of good work ahead. Don't rush into anything." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, and provided some help: "I know a master chef who does state banquets. I'll go when the restaurant is ready. Ask and see if any of their disciples and grandchildren are willing to come out to work, but the wages may be higher, otherwise they can't just leave the state-owned units and come to you two to work hard, and then drink. Now that we have a place, we can save half a day of cooking and eating at home every time we drink. There is no way to enjoy the pleasure of waiting for ready-made food.”

"Hey, thank you for being old, Your Majesty." Han Chunming nodded happily. They have been hanging out together for several years. He knows very well that what Wang Yan says always means what he means, and he is also very conservative, or modest. Low profile. Now let's see if anyone is willing to come out and do it, then there must be.

After having fun together with Taozi for a while, he asked curiously: "My lord, how come you still know the master chef of the state banquet?"

"Of course I went to visit after the state banquet. That was all the year before last. At that time..."

Wang Yan only pretended to be cool and never boasted. He treated it as casual conversation and told these people about the state banquet he had attended before, which was to help these people gain knowledge...

While everyone was chatting away, Han Chunming, who was in charge of the dishes, cooked the dishes one after another, using two stoves and pulling up the gas pipes of Wang Yan's house. There were a lot of people eating today.

Now there are six people in their courtyard, Lao Guantou, Guan Xiaoguan, Ma Du, Han Chunming, Tao Zi, including Wang Yan. When the women from Popohou Hou arrive, there will be eight. They have to be energetic every day, so there is no excitement. Where are the two boys Wang Bin and Han Yi? Most of them are men, and they all drink. The dishes should be more varied and the portions should be larger.

After cooking a total of twelve dishes, frying and frying with a big spoon, Han Chunming was exhausted...

I got up early at the same time and put on new clothes. My gray and sparse hair was also taken care of and neatly tied on my head. He did not sit down at the big table that had been set up in the yard. Instead, he sat on the solid wood chair in the main hall with a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of energy. He looked much energetic and very energetic. Somewhat sharp. Of course, while being sharp, I have not forgotten the fan in one hand and the string in the other.

The agreed time was five o'clock. Han Chunming prepared the last dish and put it on the table after washing his hands. Baolanhou took his daughter through the wide open door, turned around the screen wall, and appeared at the Moon Gate. It was also five o'clock.

Tattered Hou is a collector of rags, and he still collects rags, but now, he has some gray hair and is neatly combed, and the clothes, pants and shoes he wears are very clean, even newly bought clothes that have been soaked in water. . There was no tatters at all, her hair was oily and frizzy, her neck was black and chapped, and her clothes were in tatters and smelled rancid. It looked like she had been in a bathhouse after a bath.

Just like in the original play, he also takes it very seriously.

Following him was Hou Su'e, who was wearing a floral short-sleeved shirt, very contemporary, with short hair, and was a little chubby, holding a pocket in her hand. Compared to Bao Pohou's calmness, when she saw a bunch of people standing in the courtyard, all staring at the father and daughter, her eyes were weak and she lacked confidence.

The broken man didn't know Miss Qin's behavior, and even if he did, he didn't care much. He came in with a smile and held his hands, without even glancing at the table full of meat and fish, he just walked past everyone with the girl, Facing Lao Guanzhu's gaze, he walked straight into the main hall. Without saying anything, Qing Chao came first to greet him.

"Master Guan, my junior Hou Tinghua would like to send you my regards."

As he spoke, he straightened his posture, moved his left and right hands backwards and forwards twice, just like the way a Qing Dynasty TV drama would throw up his sleeves. At the same time, he stepped forward with his left leg, his left hand on his knee, his right hand drooped, his right leg was half-kneeling, and he paused. There.

His eyes were staring straight at Lao Guan, as if waiting for him to speak.

In fact, he had already given in when he came to the door today. Otherwise, he has never been to this alley a few times in the past few decades. Maybe even those few times, he just came to see whether he was alive or dead at the old juncture.

Hou Su'e was a little confused when her biological father did this. She had never told her before. Seeing the eyes that glanced at Lao Guanguan, she was a little embarrassed. She didn't know what to do, so she simply imitated her biological father's behavior and hesitated for two days. Down.

At the old juncture, Bao Po Hou did not let Po Po Hou sit there and show off his power. Instead, he stood up with a smile and slowly came over to help Po Po Po Hou: "No need, get up."

"嗻."

Shapohou stood upright and stepped aside to give way.

Lao Guanguan chuckled and walked out, turning his head to look at Bao Popohou who was one step behind and coming out beside him: "Let's start now!"

"Okay, you are always happy."

Baolanhou clasped his fists again and walked to the opposite side of the big round table. He sat down only after Lao Ji was firmly seated on the chair. Han Chunming was carrying a Ming Dynasty blue and white wine flask containing Maotai, filling the Qing Dynasty blue and white wine glass that he had dug out at the old juncture, and then stood at the table obediently...

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