When Wang Yan returned home, he changed into his vest and shorts again, washed his face in the sink, washed the work clothes he had worn, the underwear and socks he had changed into, and hung them to dry on the clothesline in the yard.

After a lot of work, I patted cucumbers in the outer room, cut the pork heads, mixed some minced garlic, soy sauce, chili oil, etc. Then I took the basin and steamed buns, locked the door, and went out to the canteen.

The small courtyard of Laoguan.

The yard is not big, with only three main rooms and two east and west side rooms. The canteen outside occupies the house on the south side of the yard, and a new wall was built to separate the canteen.

It is not free for the elderly and the young, and the small courtyard in Laoguan is very well-kept. The walls are covered with green ivy, there are some colorful flowers in the courtyard, and there is a large water tank with a landscape. A more professional term is called the door.

The sea, some Feng Shui details. Several carp swimming back and forth in the tank, giving it a lively atmosphere.

After looking around, Wang Yan stepped into the main room. At the same moment, he and Han Chunming were sitting on the solid wood sofa in the living room. On the coffee table in front of him, there were six dishes, including roast duck, fried fish, and cold dishes.

, peanuts and so on, and of course Erguotou is indispensable.

"I'm telling you, Admiral, just for one fan, your table of food and wine is enough to buy two of them. This is a bit much."

"How can it be the same? You guys are quite clever. You are already a master like my disciple. How can you not understand this? You give me a fan, it is to respect the old man. I will treat you to a drink, and there will be plenty of food to go with it.

That’s right, that’s child-friendly, that’s what it means, can you sit down or not?”

"I understand clearly. Your admiral is worried that it will be difficult to return this fan as time goes by, so you came to block my mouth today." Wang Yan said with a smile: "Yes, don't take advantage of me, you bastard, you can get it today."

Eat well and drink well.”

Lao Guanguan laughed: "Here, put the pig head here for me, I like to eat it."

Wang Yan handed over the pork head, skewered the plate again, and then sat down: "You always make this dish?"

"If you don't have a disciple, why should you keep him?"

Han Chunming, who was pouring wine from a flask, chuckled: "How is it, Your Majesty, is it okay?"

"It's a bit of a show-off, but I don't know what it's like."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Lao Guantuan picked up the small wine glass: "Are you still waiting for me to toast you? Then drink."

"Come on, this is my first time drinking with the Admiral. Let me give you a toast first." Wang Yan drank three small glasses in a row, which was less than two taels of wine. It was like celebrating a birthday, a mess of auspicious things.

talk.

"Have a good time, come on, disciple, let's go together." The old man accepted three glasses of wine with a smile. He is old enough to bear it. Of course, this is superficial. After all, Wang Yan has been working hard for a thousand years.

, at this juncture, even if I kowtow to Mr. Wang, I can’t even get in line...

The three of them drank a glass of wine together and then started eating with chopsticks.

Han Chunming looked expectantly at Wang Yan, who had just taken a bite of fish: "Your Majesty, tell me?"

"It's not bad, it has some flavor."

In the original drama, Han Chunming ran a restaurant, and after learning from Lao Guanguan since he was a child, he never tired of food and fine food. Now it seems that Han Chunming has some talent as a chef.

"That's it, as your prince says, I will open a restaurant in the future, and you will be able to support me."

"If I go, it won't cost a penny."

"Look at what you said. It's very vulgar in advance. You always eat as you please, even if you eat eight dishes and eight bowls, there's nothing wrong with it."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "That's almost it. I don't have a penny in my pocket. It's strange to say that it's embarrassing. Let's wait until the day you actually open the restaurant."

Han Chunming chuckled, raised his glass and gave Wang Yan a toast.

Then the meal began. Wang Yan was not polite at all and just made steamed buns. Of course, he was not idle. He talked to Lao Guanguan about traditional Chinese culture. The main thing he talked about was the history of China.

, which unfolds some of the Three Religions culture, celebrity anecdotes and the like.

Wang Yan is just not clear about those messy stories. When it comes to traditional culture, he is a serious master. After all, he has lived a long life and has personally experienced the Ming and Song dynasties, so he has a clearer understanding.

Watching Wang Yan drink up the last cup of wine, he wiped his shiny mouth, took out a cigarette and lit it.

The old man gave a thumbs up: "Good boy, you can really eat it."

Wang Yan blew out the smoke with a smile: "It was your admiral who arranged the food. I can't help but entertain you."

At the old juncture, he ate the last piece of pig head meat and asked: "Little thief, when did you start looking for these old things? When your father was alive, I talked to him and said that you fight all day long and don't learn.

If you don’t know how to destroy things, how come you know so much now and still have all the good things in your hands?”

"Yes, Your Majesty, why have I never heard that you like these objects?"

"My father said that I am uneducated and have no skills, so it can't be a modest statement. I am a fighter, but you said, who among the young men doesn't fight? Ever since I was a child, I have been number one in every subject."

Wang Yan shook his head and said: "As for looking for these old objects, there is a saying that gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times. Our country now has atomic bombs, hydrogen bombs, and missiles. Our country is definitely getting better and better. Because

The situation in the past few years has been that all the original treasures have been dug out, either taken away, or scattered to other places, or burned completely by fire, but it is also a good time. My four

A set of doucai wine glasses is worth ten yuan?

No matter how uneducated I am, I still know that the things used by the emperor can still be cheaper? I don’t want to say what will happen in the future, but in the past, I didn’t have hundreds or thousands of taels of silver to get that set of wine glasses? So?

Isn’t this just a matter of taking advantage of the current price and collecting more to keep a look at? Even if I don’t understand it, I’m happy to see it. In the future, I can sell one or two pieces even if I don’t have any money to spend. I won’t have to worry about food and drink in this life. How great.

ah."

Han Chunming nodded repeatedly, and there was nothing wrong with what he said. He asked: "Your Majesty, where do you usually collect them?"

"Shichahai, there are a lot of people at Liulichang who use objects to exchange money, exchange tickets, or collect rags. When you walk on the street, have you never seen children playing with objects and mud? Otherwise, go to the cultural relics store and spend money to buy them.

, if you have a way, then think of a way to go to the warehouses where the collected items are piled up. Isn’t that a mouse entering the rice warehouse and taking whatever he wants? It’s such a small thing, why do you still need to ask me? "

"What?" Han Chunming was stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief: "My lord, you can even enter the warehouse?"

“I’ve only been there a few times, and the management was loose and no one cared about these things. Now it’s difficult to get in. The main thing is that all the management systems have caught up. And there are many people who know the goods.

There are a lot of people collecting things at this time, which makes it difficult to handle. So, just give up on this idea."

The old man said: "Let me put it this way, you have a lot of good things in your hands. You can drink from that set of doucai wine glasses. Do you think you have something more precious? Let me tell you to the admiral.

When will long objects last?”

"There are just a few tripods from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, as well as some jades and the like. Most of them are only for offerings and are of no use."

"Hey, you have such a loud voice. When will you let the Admiral cuddle you?"

"Let's talk about it later when we have time. It's all hidden, and it's hard to take it out now. Your admiral, try your best to live a little longer, and wait until the current situation changes, then I'll let you look at it."

"You're looking down on me, kid. I'm telling you, if you're someone who can do so much, I can't tell you whether you can survive."

"Yes, your admiral is really merciless." Wang Yan said: "I have eaten and drank enough today. If your admiral doesn't take advantage of me, then I can't take advantage of you in vain. Yesterday I didn't mean to return the car.

How many strings of beads do you have? I'll give you one to play with. I didn't know where to read it. They say that moving your hands more can reduce the chance of Alzheimer's disease. It just so happens that you can hold a string of beads and play with them, so you can prevent it in advance.

prevention."

"Hey, I don't want it for free." Lao Guanzhong waved his hand: "Go, disciple, and bring back the bracelet of Grandpa Jiumen Admiral."

"Then I'll go back with the prince to get things first. Put these here. I'll pack them up when I come back later, master."

Wang Yan, holding a cigarette in his mouth, went out and returned home with Han Chunming.

He dug out a box from the cabinet, and with Han Chunming's fond, longing, and wanting eyes, he took out a bracelet and handed him a fan: "Here you go, take one and play with it."

"Really give it to me?" Seeing that Wang Yan was about to stuff the fan back with his backhand, Han Chunming quickly reached out and grabbed it and held it in his arms: "Hey, thank you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is very generous. I'd like to thank you, Your Majesty for the reward."

Originally, the accent on the word "ye" was changed to the light tone, which is literally "wangye". This shows that Han Chunming is really happy. Even if the value of the wood of the Ming Dynasty's golden nan board is not valuable, it is still a happy thing to think about.

, the most important thing is that it is free. If he really had such a piece of material, he would really not be willing to make fans or car beads. When he heard about it during the day, he even scolded Wang Yan for trashing things. Now of course it is really delicious, and he wants Wang Yan not to do it.

, where is his share?

"Go away, clean my basin and bring it back. I only have two of them, and they are all counted."

"My lord, just wait. I'll send it back to you in less than twenty minutes. Let's go."

Seeing him leaving, Wang Yan put away the box and took the basin to the pool in the courtyard to wash up. He had been eating and drinking for several hours. It was already past eight o'clock and it was time to wash up and go to bed.

After washing up quickly, he went back to the house, picked up a book, read it, and fanned himself to cool off. After a while, Han Chunming returned from the basin with the pork head mixed with cucumbers, and then he lay down on the bed to sleep...

Wang Yan's life is very ordinary, especially in such an era, so it is naturally more calm. He just wakes up in the morning and goes to Chang'an Street to be a monkey, goes to the factory to drink tea for a day, comes back to eat and drink, and watches chess outside.

, I went home and went to bed around eight o'clock, and the day passed.

Nowadays, it is actually no different from the future. It is nothing more than adding a link of playing with mobile phones. Day after day, so many lofty ideals are buried in life. Many great dreams are also strangled in the cradle.

But thinking about it on the other hand, this is not a bad thing. Because ordinary people cannot bear the consequences of lofty ideals and great dreams, both spiritually and materially.

Time flies to three days later, at around 7 o'clock in the morning, Wang Yan is riding his bicycle back from outside against the crowd of people going to work.

Su Meng, who had just gone to the toilet after getting up early, yawned and walked on the road. When she saw him stop beside her, she asked: "Why did you come back so early in the morning? Are you working the night shift?"

"I work in the factory to repair equipment in the logistics department. People can stop, but machines can't. If something goes wrong at night, it needs to be repaired urgently. We all work in shifts. Isn't it my fault? But it's a coincidence that I made it in time. Tomorrow will be the week

On the same day, I happened to have two days of rest in a row."

"It's useless. I won't be able to sleep for most of the day today. I slept during the day and can't sleep at night. You won't feel well tomorrow either."

Su Meng seemed to be very experienced, and turned to look at the cakes tied to Wang Yan's handlebars: "Is this the breakfast I bought? And the bread from your factory? Otherwise, Wang Yan, you eat really well.

, I ate for 50 cents in the morning. I've been busy with you for the past two days. You brought me back the pork head I bought that night, and the fried hairtail the next day. My dear, the aroma spread throughout our alley.

The noodles we ate on the third day were braised with meat. What your prince ate for these three days was enough to cover the expenses of our family of four for a week."

"Didn't I tell you before that as soon as I got my salary, I would enjoy it first, and if I wait another ten or eight days, you will see that I am willing to work hard. You also have nothing to do, and you just stare at me all day long.
To be continued...