"I'll give you a week's leave to rehearse with others for a TV show. But having said that, next month's 15th will be your birthday. You'll be eight years old, and you still spent it in Kyoto. It's great!"
She never thought in her life that today, she would be able to see anything other than loess and blue sky.
"Okay, grandma, I remember. Senior sister, now are we going to go out to play?" Song Zhizhi got out of bed, put on her shoes, and went straight to the washbasin. As expected, the water had already been filled.
She washed and waited for Yu Nianmiao to answer.
"Now let's wait for you to wash up and have breakfast before we go out for a walk. You don't have to eat, right? The first stop is a square that everyone who comes to Kyoto wants to go to!"
Is it the square with the portraits of great men that she was thinking of?!
Song Zhizhi became even more excited. That was the place that her grandparents wanted to go most in their lives. It would be best to satisfy them at the first stop!
Nanluoguxiang is on the Second Ring Road, not too far from the square. After breakfast, I deliberately chose to take a yellow van-like taxi there, and it was only ten o'clock in the morning.
Grandpa Song was particularly excited when people were coming and going. He was happy and excited at first, but when he stood in the square and saw the portrait of the great man hanging high at such a close distance, he froze on the spot and burst into tears.
The person I have admired all my life is right in front of me. My gratitude, my heart of admiration, and my joy and trepidation at the realization of my dream all turned into tears of joy and hunger.
Grandpa Song raised his hands, which were as rough as tree bark, and performed a very powerful military salute that looked particularly lame to outsiders. The old man's body was very thin, but he was particularly energetic, upright and powerful when saluting.
It seemed that that frail and old body could hold up the sky, which attracted many people's attention. Grandma Song also wanted to salute, but she felt that it was too shameless and shy to do it alone in public.
Especially after she found out that many people were looking at her, she didn't dare to do it anymore. But when she touched Song Zhizhi's encouraging eyes, her old man's passionate eyes, and recalled the red quote that she had listened to for half her life, she also resolutely saluted!
The two old men faced the portrait of the great man and became a special painting under the sunlight.
Song Zhizhi kept some distance away and did not get close. The senior sister followed her. Looking at Song Zhizhi's eyes, she suddenly understood why she insisted on taking two elderly people to travel thousands of kilometers to get here.
So I took out the camera prepared by Uncle Shan, opened it immediately and recorded this scene in freeze-frame!
Jie took ten pictures in a row, with the backs of the two old people in front of them. The last picture showed the two people saluting, turning to look at each other, laughing and crying. The sunlight penetrated between the two people, which was quite a kind of scene.
A sense of time and space cracks.
It makes people sad, exciting, exciting, but also exciting and touching!
Yu Nianmiao suddenly felt that this photo was okay and could be submitted to the competition. Whether it was the meaning, composition, or lighting, everything was just right!
"Zhizhi, when the photos are developed, I will give you a few more to take back as a souvenir for your grandparents!" Yu Nianmiao's tone became softer unconsciously. This was the first time that Song Zhizhi did not hear the oppression of her strict mentor.
feel.
"Okay!" she responded, continuing to stare at the grandparents in front of her.
Grandpa Song and Grandma Song noticed her gaze, and then they restrained their emotions and put down their hands. They shyly ran towards her, just like a child rushing behind their parents, but their eyes were full of doting and love, and Song Zhizhi had two small hands.
He stood there and waited calmly, like a little adult.
Such a harmonious and strange scene was photographed by a young man not far away who was so amazed that no one noticed it.
After seeing Tianmen, Song Aiguo also arrived later, and went in to visit for a while. At noon, he went out to have lunch nearby and rest for a while, and then the group set off again.
It was originally a destination, but Grandpa Song and Grandma Song had not calmed down yet and wanted to experience the daily customs and customs, so they walked slowly.
They didn't forget to buy some fruits and other gifts on the way. Grandpa Song and Grandma Song always felt that the home-made specialties they brought yesterday were not enough as gifts, so they planned to add a few more.
Yu Nianmiao gave them a little persuasion and let them go. Her teacher really didn't mind. Courtesy is less important than affection, but if this can make the two old people feel at ease, she will accept it!
After walking and stopping along the way, when they finally got tired, the senior sister pointed to the bustle in front and reminded, "Since we have come here, why not go take a look. That is Baoguo Temple. Zhizhi, do you know Baoguo Temple?"
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Baoguo Temple!!!
Song Zhizhi's eyes immediately lit up, okay? In his previous life, he liked to watch antique treasure appraisal programs, so how could he not know that Baoguo Temple, the earliest collection market, is most famous for its street stalls.
Both the inside and outside of the courtyard were crowded with stalls, more than two thousand of them.
Looking at it now, it was indeed quite lively, and it has the meaning of this number.
She also knew that the main products here were coins, books, and stamps. Of course, other ceramics, calligraphy, paintings, jade, bronzes, Buddha statues, lacquerware... were also available.
But whether you can buy something genuine, good, and priceless is a matter of wandering around and needing a discerning eye.
This thing is no better than a lottery ticket!!!
Song Zhizhi's interest is not that great. She doesn't know antiques, but good luck can help her get it, right?
Moreover, the formal apprenticeship ceremony will be held in five days, and everyone will give her a meeting gift. She has to give it to her master no matter what. Others are also a little interested, so it makes sense not to be surprised if there are many people.
While Song Zhizhi was being pulled in by Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, she introduced what she knew. Yu Nianmiao nodded with satisfaction and showed them around.
Many people were carrying magnifying glasses and other tools, and they looked very professional at first glance. Song Zhizhi's hands were empty and she simply put her hands behind her back.
"The old man is interested in this, so come and take a look. These coins of mine are quite old. Take a look at this. Yan Yang's new knife has the market price. If you like it, I'll give you a little less. Look.
You're new to me, how about making friends!"
A street vendor stopped Grandpa Song and pointed to a Yanyang knife on his stall.
The so-called Yanyang New Sword, Yanyang is suspected to be Jianyang in Xihe County during the Western Han Dynasty. It belonged to Wei State in the early Warring States Period and later to Zhao State. The shape of this sword is similar to that of Lin Dao, so it must have been cast by Zhao State.
It is extremely rare for the Yan Yang Dao to survive. Ten or twenty years from now, the market price will be about 200,000-300,000 yuan.
Now it's probably only tens of thousands, and just now the boss showed five fingers, and Grandpa Song subconsciously replied, "Fifty yuan?"
He doesn’t understand antiques, so buying such a broken piece of iron for 50 yuan is enough money!
The stall owner didn't say anything for a long time, just snorted coldly, went back and sat down, and never looked at Grandpa Song again. Song Zhizhi suppressed a smile, for profiteers must be dealt with by simple people.
However, there were so many ancient coins in this stall... Song Zhizhi immediately opened the good luck system to exchange for good luck once, squatted down, closed his eyes and reached out to touch one of the coins placed on the ground.