Chen Yu said seriously: "If you don't ask for anything, it doesn't matter. If you ask for something, it doesn't matter. Of course, out of etiquette, I still brought a small gift, just as a prepayment for my brother. I will ask him for it later."
Return the advance payment.”
After saying that, he magically took out a teapot in a transparent box from behind and said, "A small gift is not a sign of respect."
Chen Qian widened her glasses and said, "How do you know my father likes to collect these things?"
Chen Yu said: "Guess."
Chen Qian shook her head and said, "I don't believe it. To be honest, have you investigated it a long time ago?"
Chen Yu said: "Okay, do you still remember how many prose essays you wrote? For example, "Memories of Childhood" and "The Years Go by"?"
Chen Qian looked like she was suddenly enlightened and said: "You actually have the intention to look through my short works from a few years ago. It seems that you have really put in a lot of effort."
Chen Yudao: "Of course, in order to leave a better impression on my brother, I squeezed out a little time from my chronic suicide to read your article, and found that it mentioned that you have some collection of tea sets at home, and there are hints of love between the lines.
I have dabbled in this area. I guess there must be someone in your family who likes these, and teapots are generally men's favorites, so your father should be more knowledgeable in this area."
Chen Qian looked at him, nodded involuntarily, and said, "Zhu Zhi has been with you for so many years, why haven't I learned your wisdom? There is less brain matter in that big head and more pulp."
Chen Yu said: "Actually, if you look at it from another perspective, the pig head still has many advantages, such as friendship, optimism and open-mindedness. Small cleverness is useless, but great wisdom is good. Forget it. You will realize these in the future. You think this gift of mine is acceptable.
What does your dad like?"
Chen Qian said: "It depends on whether he likes this. I don't know much about these things. But you won't spend a lot of money on this thing? In that case, I will be embarrassed."
Chen Yu said: "Don't be embarrassed, anyway, someone wanted to advance this money. It's not expensive. I found it at a flea market. It's more about kindness than courtesy."
Chen Qian said: "Okay. Come in quickly. If you stand here for so long, my father will definitely tell me something."
Pushing open the black door, Chen Qian led Chen Yu inside.
The entrance is a golden entrance hall, with some elegant collections placed on it, and an exquisitely designed shoe cabinet next to it.
Chen Yu changed into his slippers and stepped on the solid wood floor, taking in a panoramic view of the hall's decoration.
Compared to Wen Julun's house, this place is much more low-key.
Without the huanghuali furniture that costs millions. There are no precious ink marks by famous artists. Everything here looks safe and decent, but if you look closely, you can still find something extraordinary. For example, the materials used are more refined and the design is more exquisite, but
But it won't have a luxurious feel.
This is the difference between government officials and merchants. To be more precise, it is the difference between current officials and merchants.
It’s not necessarily that you don’t have that strength and foundation. It’s just that it’s not convenient to display it nakedly. This is like the difference between Chinese traditional painting and Western painting. Traditional Chinese painting pays attention to leaving blank space and leaving some imagination, while Western painting depicts it without reservation.
It's hard to say which of the two is better, I can only say that each has its advantages and advantages.
This is a vague statement, to put it more directly. This is from a security perspective. If a serving leader is found to have gold and silver in his home, then even if there is no problem, there will be problems.
Some thoughts and comments flashed through my mind to make what I saw even more wonderful.
When his eyes moved to the solid wood sofa, the figure of a tall man fell into his eyes.
A handsome face, calm eyebrows, piercing eyes, a high bridge of nose, strong cheek shape, and narrow lips. Just looking at the face, there is an official air and majesty coming to your face!
He has a tall and straight figure. Although he is sitting, his back is straight and there is no sign of decadence.
This person is obviously Chen Tongzhi, the former secretary of the Sande City Party Committee and current vice chairman of the Jiangnan Provincial Committee of the Chinese People’s Political Consultative Conference!
Seeing him, before he could stand up, Chen Yu walked over quickly, bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Hello, Uncle Chen!"
This title is very particular. If you are in an official relationship, you should call him "Chairman Chen." If it is a personal relationship, it will be more intimate without the official title. Chen Yu belongs to the latter, and Chen Qian is a little younger than herself.
Depending on the age of the other person, calling him uncle is probably correct, and it also seems more close and natural.
When Chen Tongzhi saw this, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes. He stood up and took the initiative to extend his right hand to Chen Yu and said: "Xiao Chen, we are our family, and you are Qianqian's benefactor. You are welcome, sit down, sit down."
Chen Yu shook hands, chose another sofa close to him and sat down, saying hurriedly: "Uncle Chen is serious, let alone Chen Qian and I are friends, even ordinary people will draw their swords to help when encountering injustice!
Besides, it’s just a small effort and not worth mentioning.”
Chen Tongzhi smiled and said: "If you want to draw a sword to help, you must have the courage and strength. The other party is a group of several people. If you were an ordinary person, you would probably be scared and run away. Xiao Chen, being modest is a good thing, but being too modest is being polite.
Come on. Qianqian, hurry up and pour tea for Xiao Chen."
Chen Qian smiled sweetly, turned around and stuck out her tongue at Chen Yu while her father was not paying attention. Then she took out a small silver tea bucket with a teapot and "Phoenix Dancong" printed on it from under the coffee table, took out the black tea leaves and put it into a
In the purple sand teapot, quickly brew the tea with boiling water once, then pour the tea out immediately, and pour the boiled water in the second time. After considering the time, first poured a cup for Chen Yu and then a cup for his father.
Seeing the white bamboo shoot-like jade hands manipulating the tea set, which was both dexterous and pleasing to the eye, with its own flavor, Chen Yu couldn't help but said: "Chen Qian is very good at making tea. Uncle Chen is really lucky."
Chen Tongzhi said: "It's okay. I've been practicing making tea for me since I was a child. Come on, try it first. I like drinking this kind of tea. What do you think?"
Chen Yu smiled and said, "It's also my favorite."
After speaking, he handed the tea cup to his mouth, took the tea into his mouth, and swirled the taste buds with the tip of his tongue before swallowing. A unique aroma suddenly filled his mouth, and he unconsciously said: "This should be black tea."
I haven’t had the tea at Dongfeng Peak for a long time. The tea is good and the brewing is good. It’s really good!”
Chen Tongzhi said happily: "It turns out that Xiao Chen is also a member of the same profession, and has similar tastes. He explained the characteristics of this tea in one sentence. It turns out that he is an expert, but I am disrespectful!"
Chen Yu hurriedly said a few words of humility, and took the opportunity to take out the teapot just now. The shape of the teapot was simple, with a square and a circle combined, making it look antique. The oval handle also had the words "tea fun" printed next to it, which added to the charm.
An elegant charm.
When Chen Tongzhi saw it, his eyes unconsciously focused on the teapot. He took it and played with it carefully for a while, looking up and down, left and right, and carefully felt some of the lines on it with his palms, before he praised:
“What a great pot!”
Only then did he return the teapot to Chen Yu and said, "Xiao Chen, what are you doing?"
Chen Yudao: "It's my first time here, so I can't come empty-handed. I heard that Uncle Chen likes tea sets. I happen to have this hobby too. I went shopping at the flea market behind Jiangnan University some time ago and happened to take a fancy to this teapot. Today I
Bring it here - Uncle Chen treats me with good tea, and I treat me with a small pot."
Chen Tongzhi looked at the teapot carefully and said, "Is it the handiwork of Chaozhou master Xie Hua?"
Chen Yu nodded and praised: "Uncle Chen is really discerning, I think so too, but the seller only sells it for the price of an ordinary teapot, so it is not expensive. If Uncle Chen doesn't dislike it, you can put it in the living room."
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Chen Tongzhi smiled and said: "Okay, Xiao Chen, I usually don't accept things from others, but since you said so, I will be disrespectful."
After saying that, he looked at the teapot carefully again, nodded frequently, obviously very satisfied, and solemnly placed it on a cabinet next to it, along with several other teapots of different shapes.
Chen Yu admired the pots carefully, nodded repeatedly, and said: "Uncle Chen, the ones you collected are all handmade by famous artists, including Chaozhou handle pots and Shaoxing pots. They are really eye-catching."
Chen Tong felt happy in his heart. Although some people usually expressed their appreciation for these tea sets, they couldn't get to the point. It was like scratching an itch but not being able to hit the vital point. It was never pleasant. Now when Chen Yu talked about his proud points, he couldn't help but stand up.
, and have a discussion and appreciation with him about these teapots. (To be continued...)
