Chapter 1,363 You pack the food, I pack the paintings
Although it was a pity that Jin Shengtan was no longer alive, the fat man still got tipsy with Jin Shengtan's allusions and wine.
Although he was tipsy and his steps were sloppy, the greasy fat man still insisted on packing leftovers for his dog.
The fat man had a bad appetite today, and there were a lot of leftovers left. Plus half a jar of wine, it was impossible for one person to carry it, not to mention that the fat man was still tipsy and sluggish. So, Zhu Ping'an and Liu Dadao became the fat man's labor force.
Liu Dadao carried two food boxes, and Zhu Pingan held a jar of wine and sent the fat man home.
"Thank you, leave it here, you can go back." As soon as they reached home, the greasy fat man was leaning on the door frame, waving his arms to see off the guests.
"Fat man, do you have any conscience? Our young master invited you to dinner, sent you back, and helped you get your things. Then you sent you home, and then you chased them away. You even bought us a cup of tea. You just unloaded your clothes.
There is no way to unload the food box like this." Seeing the fat man unloading the food box like this, Liu Dadao almost threw the food box in his hand to the ground.
"Ahem..." the fat man said with a slight blush, "I don't even have tea at home, how can I treat you to tea?"
"No tea, not even water?" Liu Dadao snorted.
"There is water, but you and your family can't drink boiled water," the greasy fat man replied.
"If you can drink it, or if you can't, you have to ask, how do you feel about it?" Liu Dadao curled his lips.
"Okay, I have a few broken bowls and a pot of plain water at home. Do you want to go in and drink a bowl of water?" the greasy fat man responded.
"OK."
As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Zhu Pingan nodded in agreement.
"Ha, if you don't want to drink, then...ah, you actually agreed?!" Fatty didn't think that Zhu Pingan would agree at all, so everything he said was based on Zhu Pingan's rejection.
, halfway through speaking, he suddenly realized that Zhu Pingan had just responded, and the boss grinned in surprise.
"Well, after drinking some wine and walking all the way, I'm really thirsty now. Brother Hu is so kind, so we won't lie." Zhu Ping'an smiled and nodded under the greasy fat man's surprised gaze.
"Yes, we are very thirsty." Liu Dadao followed.
"Well, I only have boiled water at home, not even a single tea leaf. Is this really an exaggeration? How can you drink it?!" The greasy fat man repeated it again, with a reluctant look on his face.
"Of course I can drink it, it's too much. We are not from a wealthy family. My family is a farmer in a mountain village, and Dadao is a hunter in a mountain village. I have been drinking boiled water since I was a child, and I only drink tea and other things during the holidays."
Zhu Pingan said with a smile while squeezing past the fat man into the yard.
"Thank you for the treat, go get some water." Liu Dadao followed Zhu Pingan and squeezed past the fat man into the yard.
After Zhu Ping'an walked into the house where the fat man lived, he couldn't help but twitch his lips. This fat man was really sloppy.
The house was like a pig's nest. It was messy and dirty. Clothes were thrown away, garbage was thrown away, and the floor was almost full of garbage and debris. Zhu Ping'an could hardly find a place to stand when he entered the house.
The dishes on the dining table were overturned, and leftover soup and rice were spilled on half of the table. The remaining half of the table was also greasy and stained. The table had not been wiped for an unknown period of time. The chairs and stools were tilted here and there, with only one standing. The bed was dirty.
, the quilts were piled randomly in a corner, the sheets were all yellow, and there were shoes, socks, clothes piled under the bed...
The whole room was filled with a suffocating smell, and Zhu Pingan almost stumbled over when he walked in.
There is only one place in the whole room that can barely be called clean, and that is the desk. Although the books are not neatly arranged, it is much better than other places in the room, and it can be regarded as a rare pure land.
No wonder Fatty didn't want him and Liu Dadao to come in. It turned out that he didn't want people to see a scene that would damage his image.
Zhu Pingan understood immediately.
"Hey, the leftover soup on the table looks familiar. Isn't this what you packed and brought back yesterday to feed the dog?! How did it end up on the dining table? What's the matter, is your dog also on the table?!"
When Liu Dadao saw the leftover soup on the table, he couldn't help but look up at the greasy fat man and asked repeatedly.
"Ahem, sit down wherever you like, sit down wherever you like, and I'll get you some water." The greasy fat man coughed and pretended not to hear what Liu Dadao said.
"Your place is simply a pig's nest." Liu Dadao curled his lips, "No wonder you want us to come in."
"A man should clean up the world and keep everything in one room? If there is any chaos, just make it more chaotic. It doesn't hurt anything. It doesn't hurt anything."
The greasy fat man said shamelessly.
"Brother Hu, how can we sweep the whole world without sweeping the whole house? It's not comfortable to live in such an environment. Da Dao, come on, lend a hand, and let's help Brother Hu clean up the house together." Zhu Pingan was speechless after hearing this.
He couldn't stand it anymore and asked Liu Dadao to clean up the house together.
"Ahem, why are you so embarrassed... I'll get you a broom..." The greasy fat man said he was embarrassed, but in his actions he was not embarrassed at all, sticking his buttocks out and making a fuss.
He pulled out two small brooms from the corners and handed them to Zhu Ping'an and Liu Dadao.
After handing over the tools, the greasy fat man ran away without any intention of cleaning up together.
"Damn fat man, come back, I'm here to clean up the house for you, don't even think about being idle, go and work for me!"
Liu Dadao grabbed the fat man with one hand. Although the fat man was tall and fat, he was just like a kid in Liu Dadao's hands.
"Ahem, I'm going to get you some water," the greasy fat man said as an excuse.
"Come on, why don't you drink water at this time? We'll talk about it after cleaning." Liu Dadao dragged the fat man to him and told him, "I'm telling you, we'll clean and you can clean up. Don't be lazy."
"Young Master, just rest, Fatty and I will take care of it." Liu Dadao took care of Liu Dadao, turned around and said to Zhu Ping'an.
"It's okay, work goes faster when there are more people." Zhu Pingan said with a smile, without stopping the movements of his hands at all.
It took about half an hour before Zhu Ping'an, Liu Dadao, and the fat man who worked as a foreigner tidied up the house.
"Wow, I didn't expect the room to look like this."
Thanks to Zhu Ping'an and Liu Dadao, Fatty Fatty saw what the room he lived in looked like for the first time.
Liu Dadao was too lazy to complain about the fat man and urged, "Pour some water, my throat is so dry that it's smoking."
"Yes, drink water, drink water." The greasy fat man poured three bowls of water, placed them on the desk, and invited Zhu Pingan and Liu Dadao to drink water.
His desk is much cleaner than the dining table. Although the dining table has been cleaned just now, the oil stains on the table are not easy to deal with. This needs to be treated with soap locust, but Fatty does not have soap locust, so the dining table just wipes the obvious stains with a rag.
The stains and oil stains will have to be dealt with by Fatty buying soap locust another day.
"Well, your painting is pretty good." Zhu Pingan turned over the rice paper stacked on Fatty's desk while he was drinking water and said to Fatty.
"This painting was made for my own amusement and cannot be considered elegant." The greasy fat man replied indifferently.
"I like Brother Hu's paintings very much. I wonder if Brother Hu can give up my love." Zhu Pingan said with a cupped hand.
"It's just a writing practice. If you don't mind it, little brother, just take it." The fat man didn't care at all.
Zhu Ping'an immediately beamed with joy. His face smiled like a flower. He regarded Fatty's paintings as treasures and even asked Fatty to inscribe and stamp them on the paintings. Fatty also had a good impression of Zhu Pingan. He entertained guests continuously and even helped him clean up.
The room was full of Zhu Pingan's request. He rummaged around, found a stamp, pressed it on the painting, and left the four characters "Tianchi Yuyin" with dancing dragons and phoenixes.
Seeing the four-character stamp "Tianchi Yuyin", Zhu Pingan smiled even brighter, as if stars were popping out of his eyes. He regarded the painting as a treasure, carefully rolled it up and put it away, as if the painting was not a painting, but a painting.
It's like a priceless treasure.
"Sir, it's just a broken painting..." Liu Dadao saw this and said in confusion.
"What, you want one too?!" Zhu Ping'an seemed to have misheard Liu Dadao's words, he was surprised, and then looked at the greasy fat man.
"Take it." The fat man waved his hand carelessly, not taking it seriously.
"Master, no, who cares..." Liu Dadao quickly explained.
"What, you want all the paintings on the table..." Zhu Pingan seemed to have drunk too much and misheard again.
"Take it, take it, take it all..." The greasy fat man waved his hand nonchalantly. These paintings were all drawn by him for the purpose of recruiting students for his private school, and were just distributed to passers-by as propaganda.
So Zhu Pingan asked the fat man to write a few words on each painting, stamped them, and packed them all up.