Today is a big day for Sanliang Store. Not long after I got to work in the morning, the transportation team from the Grain Management Office came to deliver the goods.
There was a Jiefang car at the head, followed by a series of horse-drawn carriages, mule carts, and people shouting and animals barking. The scene was quite spectacular.
The things we brought this time were very miscellaneous, including peanuts, melon seeds, rice, flour, grains and oils, all prepared for the upcoming Spring Festival.
This year, the government issued a new policy. The peanuts and melon seeds that used to be distributed on a household basis were changed to a per capita basis. One person can receive half a catty of shelled peanuts and two taels of melon seeds.
Therefore, the peanuts and melon seeds delivered this year were much more than in previous years, but this made all the employees of the transportation team very busy.
For such a big scene, it is inevitable that there will be crowds of people. The neighbors on the street who were not at work and the employees of various units nearby all came rushing to join in the fun.
Looking at the bulging bags of peanuts and melon seeds, I wish I could buy them back now.
There's no way around it, these days ordinary people can only eat it once during the Chinese New Year, so they're all quite greedy.
At this time, all the workers in the grain store were already busy, keeping accounts and weighing, all without touching the ground.
They worked until after ten o'clock before they recorded all the goods delivered and locked them in the store's warehouse.
"Ouch! What a hand I have."
Chu Heng wailed and shook his wrist almost to the point of breaking it from exhaustion. After returning to the office and putting away the account books, he wiped himself and left the shop, intending to go to the cinema to chat with the ticket seller and get some fresh air.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he saw the old man who had been with him for half an afternoon yesterday.
The old man got a lot more courageous today and didn't go far away. He just squatted in front of the grain store and waited.
Seeing him come out, the old man stood up quickly, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him. He smiled apologetically and said, "Young man smoked. What I did wasn't quite right that day. Please calm down."
Chu Heng didn't pick him up. He put his hands on his hips and kicked the old man, saying angrily: "I said, are you done yet? What if I don't dare to beat you?"
"As long as I show you the azure glaze after you beat me, you can beat me as you please." The old man raised his neck like a knife.
Seeing this posture, Chu Heng's momentum suddenly weakened, and he said helplessly: "No, just for a plate, how can you do this?"
There was really nothing he could do against this old man.
After being hit and beaten, scolded and scolded but not running away, you can't leave him lying dead in the warehouse, right? The two of them don't have such a big hatred!
"Young man, you don't understand."
The old man sighed: "I've been fond of these old things since I was a child. If I encounter something good and don't look at it thoroughly, I won't even be able to sleep well, and I'll be scratching my head."
Chu Heng stared at the old man with a stern face, thought for a moment and said, "I can show it to you, but you have to promise not to bother me after reading it!"
He didn't want to think about anything else. He just wanted to get rid of the old man's dog-skin plaster. Otherwise, it would be too awkward to be followed by an old guy.
When the old man heard that he had agreed, he immediately smiled and nodded repeatedly, saying, "No problem, I promise to stay away."
"Come with me." Chu Heng exhaled heavily, took out the key and unlocked the car, got on the car and headed home.
In fact, the azure glaze was in his warehouse, but he couldn't just take it out, so he could only use his home as a cover.
The old man hurriedly rode his bicycle to follow him. Regardless of Chu Heng's dripping expression, he happily chatted with him: "Young man, speaking of which, we are also of the same kind of people. You don't need to be so annoying to me. It will be fine in the future."
We can share the objects in our hands together, and if there is something we like, we can swap it with each other and play with it."
Chu Heng rolled his eyes and ignored him.
Men don’t like to follow the same path as others!
Seeing that he didn't speak, the old man closed his mouth wisely and followed him with his head downcast.
It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive.
As soon as he entered the house and saw the old furniture in the house, the old man was stunned.
There are only two words in my heart, uncomfortable!
Look at those pieces of furniture. We’re not talking about the dynasty style, just the materials. They’re so colorful and look like a pretty lady. How comfortable can you live here?
The old man opened his mouth, wanting to make a few comments, but then he remembered that the relationship between the two was almost freezing, so he closed his mouth rationally, walked to the Eight Immortals table with his hands behind his back, and sat down, eagerly waiting to see the azure glaze.
Chu Heng walked slowly to the chest of drawers, pretended to open the drawer, and took out the azure glaze plate from the warehouse.
When he turned around, the old man took out a piece of velvet cloth from somewhere and spread it on the table. He pointed at the cloth with bright eyes and said to him: "Put it here, put it here!"
The expression is the same as those old perverts who see beautiful women.
Chu Heng walked forward in a funny way, gently put down the porcelain plate, and said: "Be careful, don't touch it."
"cant."
The old man couldn't wait to pick up the azure glaze plate, looked at it obsessively, and praised it repeatedly: "The color is like azure, like jade, not jade, but better than jade, wonderful, wonderful!"
Chu Heng took out his cigarette and lit it out of boredom, then turned and stood at the door to block the door. Looking at the old man's posture, he was really afraid that the old man would run away with his things.
Time passed by, and more than ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, but the old man had no intention of putting down the plate. He just looked over and over, and couldn't get enough of it.
Chu Heng suddenly became impatient and raised his feet to go over and get the plate back.
At this moment, the old man suddenly turned around and placed the plate in the bright light.
I saw that the glaze color of the plate suddenly turned green and yellow, just like the golden sunlight rising in the clear blue sky after the rain has cleared and the clouds have cleared and the fog has dispersed.
Immediately afterwards, the old man stood up and placed the plate in a dark place, and the glaze color turned green to blue again, like clear lake water.
Chu Heng was dumbfounded.
This... this plate, can you still play like this?
"After the rain, the sky is clear and the clouds are clear, and the thousands of peaks are emerald green. It's so beautiful and majestic!" The old man murmured and caressed the plate in his hand, with a very... wretched expression!
Chu Heng's eyes when he looked at the old man changed at this time. He knew that he had met an expert.
I don’t know exactly how high it is, but it’s just higher than him.
He has had this azure-glazed plate for several days, and he usually takes it out to plate it at night when he has nothing to do. He is even more diligent than Ni Yinghong in making it, but he has never noticed that the plate can change color.
Look at others, you will understand it as soon as you get started.
After a long time, the old man finally put down the plate with satisfaction, and sincerely invited Chu Heng: "Thank you so much, young man, how about if you have nothing to do, you can go to my place and have a look? I have a lot of good things at home.
There are quite a few of them, including Huang Gongwang's landscapes, Chenghua's doucai jars, and Yuan Dynasty's blue and white flowers. You can check them out."
Chu Zhoushou immediately felt itchy. Even though he was good at it, he was very enthusiastic.
He was reserved for a moment, then accepted the old man's invitation, collected the plates, and left the courtyard together.
Compared to when they arrived, the atmosphere between the two of them was much better, and they laughed and exchanged their experiences all the way.
Well, most of them were said by old men, with Chu Heng listening on the sidelines.
With his twenty-five eyesight, he didn't dare to beep blindly.
At the same time, he also learned the identity of the old man in casual chat.
The old man's name is Na Qingyuan, and his workplace is at Huaxia Bookstore. His ancestor is Baylor of the former Qing Dynasty, a serious leftover.
