Chapter 21 The eyes of the masses are discerning
Chapter 21 The eyes of the masses are sharp
Author: Runchao Cigarettes
Chapter 21 The eyes of the masses are sharp
"Xiao Kun, I want to discuss something with you. How about lending your sunflower wash to me for a while?"
"not so good."
Yang Yukun directly picked up the sunflowers and washed them into the house, taking the opportunity to put the things into the portable planting space.
It's not that he is stingy.
There are few complete pieces of Ru kiln porcelain from the Northern Song Dynasty found in the world.
If you keep this thing for decades and put it up for auction, it won't be a big deal if it sells for tens of millions or hundreds of millions.
I lent this thing to Han Chunming to play with. If something unexpected happened, would he let Han Chunming accompany him or not?
"Why are you so lucky? Why am I not as lucky as you?"
"This is not luck, this is strength. In the final analysis, the strength gap between you and me is too big. That's why this Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln azure glaze sunflower wash fell into my hands. Jingtian, are you right?"
"The second brother-in-law is right, the second brother-in-law is the most powerful."
"Children can't lie. Have you seen it? The eyes of the masses are sharp. Brother Wu, if you want to be a great connoisseur and collector, you have to continue to practice."
"You kid, just take advantage and act like a good boy. I tell you kid, you will gain wisdom every time you suffer. If you have such an opportunity next time, I will definitely not fall into your hands."
This Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln azure glaze sunflower wash Han Chunming is indeed very eye-catching.
Even if I have a great fortune, it is not as good as a piece of your porcelain.
No one wouldn’t want an old object of this level.
It's a pity that this thing doesn't belong to him. He can only look at it and feast his eyes on it.
"Brother is very depressed right now. Xiaokun, do you have any wine? Let me have a few drinks with you."
"have."
"Eight Immortals are drunk, what kind of wine is this?"
"I asked a friend from the winery to make it. It's a good wine that can't be bought on the market."
Yang Yukun opened a one-pound bottle of Eight Immortals Drunk.
The wine he brews in his portable growing space is available in five-pound bottles, three-pound bottles, and one-pound bottles.
The three jars of wine I brought to the master before were all five kilograms in size.
Later I found that it was difficult to finish the five-pound bottle in one sitting.
If you open it and cannot drink it all at one time, the taste will be lost the next time you drink it, affecting the taste of the wine, although it is generally not noticeable when you drink it.
Later, he added the specifications of three-pound and one-pound packages.
"Brother Wu, how would you like to try this wine?"
"Good wine, better than the Reserve Maotai I drank at my master's place. Can you still get this wine? Ask your friend at the winery to make two bottles for you. I will take them to honor my master."
"I'll ask my friend later. It shouldn't be a big problem if I give you two bottles."
"How much is it? I'll give it to you later."
"The money is no longer needed."
"Then I'll treat you to a restaurant later. Let's go to the Imperial Hotel to eat Tan's cuisine."
"OK."
"I asked you to take a bath in Tsinghua Pool last time but it didn't work out. Let's go take a bath in Tsinghua Pool later. The bath ticket will expire if you don't use it again."
"It's done."
A large pot of fish and other prepared ingredients were completely eaten, and a bottle of Eight Immortals' Drunk was also eaten into the stomachs of Yang Yukun and Han Chunming respectively.
After eating and drinking, sisters Xu Jingping and Xu Jingtian returned home.
Yang Yukun and Han Chunming rode their bicycles to Tsinghua Pool and took a pleasant bath.
By the time the two of them came out of the bathhouse, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
"How are you, Xiaokun, are you comfortable?"
"good."
It's really comfortable to take a dip in the bathhouse, and I feel relaxed all over.
"Let's go home. I wonder if my master has returned from your master?"
"We'll find out when we go back and see. Don't worry, your master is with my master, so he won't lose it."
"I'm worried that he drank too much and fell somewhere. It's such a cold day. If he really wants to sleep outside, he won't be asked to have tea by the Lord of Hell."
"You are really your master's good apprentice. If Uncle Guan knew that you said this about him, he would have to expel you from the master's school."
Yang Yukun and Han Chunming were riding bicycles, chatting from time to time, and hurried home with flashlights on.
Back to the alley.
Han Chunming went to his master's house, and Yang Yukun went straight back home and dived into the portable planting space.
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"Kekeke..."
"Eat, eat."
Portable planting space planting area, Yang Yukun first
Ripe rice harvest.
When the oil was almost gone, he planted another crop of rapeseed on the harvested land.
Then Yang Yukun went to the breeding area and fed some cornmeal to the newly hatched chicks.
After staying in the portable growing space all night, Yang Yukun came out of the portable growing space early the next morning. After breakfast, he went to the next alley to ask Xu Jingping to go to school with him.
A few more days passed.
weekend.
Early in the morning, Yang Yukun took several jars of wine to the master's house in Yanzhi Hutong.
When he came over, the master was twisting his torn sack and was getting ready to go out.
Fortunately, he came early. If he had come two minutes later, the master would have gone out.
"Disciple, why are you here?"
"Master, let me bring you wine."
"Put the wine in the room and leave."
"No, master, I haven't even eaten breakfast yet, why are you asking me to leave?"
"I'm in a hurry to go to the countryside, but I don't have time to entertain you. That's all. I'm leaving as my teacher."
"Fine."
Seeing the master twisting the torn sack out of Rouge Alley, Yang Yukun could only shake his head and smile bitterly.
He originally thought about bringing wine to the master and having breakfast with him this time.
Now that the master is anxious to go to the countryside, there is no need for him to stay here any longer.
After arriving at the master's house for less than two minutes, Yang Yukun turned around and left Yanzhi Hutong, went home and cooked a deluxe version of fried rice using the leftover rice from last night.
"Xiaokun."
"Little Fifth Brother."
"What are you cooking for? It's so delicious."
"fried rice."
"Good guy, your fried rice is quite luxurious. It contains both eggs and meat. There is more meat than rice."
"I just finished frying it and haven't eaten a bite yet. Brother Wu, do you want to eat some together?"
"Here, give some to my brother."
Han Chunming went to the cupboard to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and divided half of the deluxe fried rice in Yang Yukun's bowl.
When he came back just now, he stopped by and bought a dozen large meat buns from the bun shop, and brought a few to Yang Yukun. There were not enough fried rice and buns to make up for it.
"Brother Wu, where have you been these past few days? Are you going to the countryside again?"
"Yes, I went for a walk around the countryside."
"No wonder, is there anything gained?"
The last time Yang Yukun saw Han Chunming, we had fish hotpot at his house a few days ago, and the two of them drank a bottle of Eight Immortals Drunk together.
When he got up the next morning, he didn't see Han Chunming.
Aunt Han said that he went out early in the morning, but she didn't know exactly where he went.
After not returning to the hospital for so many days, Yang Yukun guessed that he must have gone to the countryside to look for old things again.
“The harvest is okay.”
During these few days in the countryside, Han Chunming found a few pretty good old items.
It is indeed incomparable to the Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln azure glaze sunflower wash in Yang Yukun's hands, but it is still passable, and he put it in a rented house outside the city.
Chapter completed!