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Chapter 51 Hong Kong Art Exchange Group

"What's good to eat? I've already cooked!

There's also a famine, so what's the point of celebrating?" Zhang Guiqin was going out to eat again one day, so she became anxious and grabbed Zhang Junping's ears and scolded him.

"It hurts, it hurts! Sister, please let go! I am also your boss after all! Is this how you treat your boss?"

"What's wrong, boss? You are the Prime Minister, and I am also your sister!"

In the end, Zhang Junping's proposal to celebrate was ruthlessly suppressed by the eldest sister.

Zhang Junping didn't stay in the store to eat. He was still thinking about the ten carts of Hainan huanghuali at the school.

Riding a bicycle back to school.

What greeted Zhang Junping was Huang Xue's resentful eyes.

Zhang Junping's scalp felt numb when he saw it.

Zhang Junping also felt that what he did was a bit unethical. He threw ten carts of Hainan Huanghuali to the little girl and ran away with four carts of planks.

Ten trucks of Hainan huanghuali weighed 120 tons. Just unloading the trucks was a big hassle.

Fortunately, Huang Xue was more prestigious in the class. He mobilized all his classmates and Zhang Junping's roommates, who in turn mobilized their classmates, and with the help of people from the logistics department, they were able to unload 120 tons of wood.

Come down.

As soon as the unloading was finished here, Zhang Junping came back on his bicycle. Who has any objections to who should be left alone?

"Um... I'll treat you to dinner tonight?" Zhang Junping scratched his head and finally came up with a way to make up for Huang Xue.

"You want to kill me with a meal? Do you know how much time I spent trying to find someone to unload the truck?" Huang Xue felt even more aggrieved when she heard that Zhang Junping wanted to kill herself with a meal.

"Then... how about two meals?" Zhang Junping scratched his head and asked tentatively.

"Pfft!" Huang Xue laughed angrily at Zhang Junping.

"One more movie! This weekend, you have to invite me to watch a movie. I want to watch "Inside the Heart" starring Liu Xiaoqing!"

"Okay, let's go see a movie!" Zhang Junping frowned slightly. Watching a movie is nothing, it doesn't cost a lot of money, but it's such a waste of time!

After a two-hour movie, he can carve a wooden sculpture.

Fortunately, Huang Xue didn't know what Zhang Junping was thinking, otherwise she would have pounced on him and bit him.

Seeing that Zhang Junping agreed, Huang Xue felt happy and began to make suggestions for Zhang Junping again, "You should go to Director Liu's place quickly! Why should I thank you for helping me so much!

You also need to express your gratitude to those classmates in your dormitory! They have done a lot of hard work, and even used their own money to treat the classmates who came to help to drink soda! "

Saying this, he handed Zhang Junping a bag.

"What's this?"

"I bought some fruit. When you go to Director Liu's place, you can't go empty-handed, right? Although Director Liu is not short of these things, you can't go empty-handed, that's rude!"

"Thank you, you are so considerate!" Zhang Junping was sincerely grateful. Huang Xue didn't know the relationship between Zhang Junping and the old lady, so she asked Zhang Junping to take the things over because she was sincerely thinking about him.

"How much does that cost? I'll give it to you!"

If Zhang Junping didn't add this sentence, Huang Xue would definitely be happier.

Huang Xue rolled her eyes at Zhang Junping, turned around and left.

She didn't want to talk to this man. His words were really irritating. If he didn't leave, she was afraid she would bite him.

Zhang Junping scratched his head. Sure enough, women are troublesome. What did he say? He was not happy!

In Zhang Junping's view, Huang Xue thought for him, helped buy fruits, and returned the money to her. This was a matter of course, and there was nothing to be angry about.

Zhang Junping shook his head innocently.

Then he carried the fruit to the old lady's home at school.

He knocked lightly on the door, waited for a while, and knocked twice more.

This is polite. Zhang Junping still understands the rules and human relations.

The door opens from the inside.

"Boy, do you know how to come back?" The old lady saw that it was Zhang Junping and glared at him, "You are so good, you bought so much wood and just threw it to a little girl, how embarrassed are you!"

"Grandma Liu, I can't help it. When I saw the good material, I couldn't help but buy it..."

"When you see good materials, buy them. Are you a Pixiu type?

There are so many good materials in the lumber factory, why don’t you evacuate the lumber factory!”

"I bought all the sea huang from the lumber factory!" Zhang Junping scratched his head in embarrassment.

"You really emptied the wood for others? Have you used all the wood?" The old lady laughed angrily.

"One hundred and twenty tons sounds like a lot, but in fact there is really not much core material that can be used, probably not even one percent!" Zhang Junping explained with a wry smile.

"Well! If this were not the case, Hainan Huanghuali would not be precious!" The old lady nodded in agreement.

Hainan Huanghuali, rosewood that is more than ten years old will produce core material, and the size of the core material has no rules at all. Maybe there is only a core material as thick as a thumb in a century-old tree.

Coupled with the characteristics of Hainan Huanghuali, ten logs have nine holes, and one ton of core material can be produced out of one hundred tons of logs. This is too much to say.

Later generations of timber merchants bet on wood, betting on this uncertainty and the scarcity of the core material.

"How's your research on ancient furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties going?" The old lady didn't dwell on the wood, but asked about another thing.

"Everything in your studio and yard has been sorted out. It's almost one-third complete!" Zhang Junping said proudly.

These were more than 2,000 pieces of old furniture collected from all junkyards in Beijing. He studied thousands of pieces of furniture and accumulated first-hand information on nearly a thousand pieces of furniture.

"Well, that's almost over. You can put your research on ancient furniture aside, sort out your research materials, and leave them to me!

I'll take you to meet someone in a few days!" The old lady nodded happily and then said.

"Grandma Liu, who do you want to take me to see?" Zhang Junping had a little guess in his heart and looked at the old lady expectantly.

"You'll know when the time comes!" The old lady gave in and smiled mysteriously.

"Grandma Liu, even if you take me to meet people, you don't need to stop researching ancient furniture, right? The information is all ready-made, I worked overtime at night to sort it out!"

The charm of ancient furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties was so great that Zhang Junping was reluctant to put it down. Wandering among the piles of ancient furniture and communicating with the craftsmen of the Ming and Qing Dynasties across time and space, Zhang Junping became addicted to it.

"Next year, the school is planning to form a Xiangjiang art exchange group to show our achievements in the art field to the compatriots in Xiangjiang.

And next year, there will be an International Arts and Crafts Expo in Hong Kong!

The country requires us to send people to participate!

Just do two things at the same time!

I discussed it with your Master Yang and decided to let you go to Xiangjiang with a group to have a long experience!"

"Thank you, Grandma Liu! You are still kind to me!" Zhang Junping grabbed the old lady's arm and said excitedly.

"Don't get too happy yet, there are requirements when going to Xiangjiang!" The old lady stopped Zhang Junping and continued.


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