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Chapter 42 Cooking

"Teacher Ding called me here because he had something else to do, right?"

Uncle Ding took a sip of tea and looked embarrassed.

"To be honest, little brother, you may not be able to help with this matter. You are from the Xuan family. The things I encounter should probably be handled by people from the Taoist family. My friend introduced a few masters earlier. Hey, I won't mention it.

No more mentioning it."

When talking about this matter, Uncle Ding's face became even more sad.

"You'd better tell me, maybe I can do something about it?"

Since Teacher Ding called me here, she must have wanted me to help with the matter. Even if it was just to thank her for sending me and Chujiu the clothes, she must at least know what it was about.

"Okay! Let me talk to you then, just as a casual chat, this matter is also related to my contract..."

As soon as Uncle Ding opened his mouth, the cow came in from the door and looked at us sitting on the sofa chatting.

"The food is ready, let's eat in the dining room!"

Upon seeing this, Uncle Ding smiled and said that it had been a long time since he had eaten the food cooked by Xiaoyu, and he would continue chatting after the meal. He walked to the dining room first, looking impatient.

On the table in the dining room, there were three sets of bowls and chopsticks, a small wine glass, and two drinking glasses. Cow first brought out a plate of braised crucian carp from the kitchen, followed by ants climbing a tree, then stir-fried potato chips and two vegetarian dishes.

I didn’t expect the cooking skills of cows to be so good, but looking at the appearance of several dishes, they are hundreds of times better than those in the school cafeteria on the second floor. The strong aroma of vegetables wafts in the dining room, especially the stir-fried potato strips served at the end

The roots were golden brown and exuded the faint aroma of French fries. I had obviously eaten a lot for breakfast, but my stomach actually made a "gurgling" sound.

"What are you looking at? Are you really a teacher who can only teach courses without exams? Sit down!"

As soon as the cow returned to her tenderness in class, she always spoke to me with a fierceness in the past two days.

"Xiaoyu, why are you talking to the guest?" Uncle Ding scolded the cow, picked up a potato stick with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, blowing on it when it was hot.

"Little brother, let me tell you, Xiaoyu's stir-fried potato chips can't be matched by any restaurant in Sichuan! Come on, take a seat!"

Uncle Ding stood up and went to get the wine. Although the cow had a disgusted expression on his face, he took the initiative to help Uncle Ding get it.

Seeing Dai Niu take out a bottle of Moutai, Uncle Ding said that if friends come over, they must drink local wine. Niu Niu had no choice but to buy another bottle of Wuliangye. Uncle Ding's face was filled with a happy smile.

Under the obstruction of the cow, I ended up drinking juice instead of liquor.

The first time I used my chopsticks, I picked up a piece of potato strips, put it in my mouth and bit it lightly. I could even hear a crispy "click" sound, and then the potato in the middle melted in my mouth like mud. A faint numbing aroma first hit the tip of my tongue.

After swirling around for a while, the smell of other condiments came out, and I unconsciously picked up a second stick.

The three of them chatted and ate, and the meal lasted for a full hour. Looking at the clean plate at the end, a hint of joy flashed in the cow's eyes.

Back in the living room, Uncle Ding made new tea and continued to talk to me about the previous topic.

About a month ago, a man approached Ding Hao in the antique city and wanted to sell a Ming Dynasty rosewood paperweight.

Ding Hao repeatedly emphasized that he does not accept unearthed things here. The seller repeatedly assured that it was passed down from his ancestors. Their family is a family of calligraphers and painters. Perhaps because of their lack of talent, no one in his generation has any good works.

Most of them are doing business instead.

It would be a waste to keep this thing at home. It is better to take it out and see if it can be sold. Finally, the man took out a newspaper from an earlier year. There was a photo of his father's painting in the newspaper. You can clearly see this piece in the photo.

Paperweight.

After Ding Hao determined that there was no problem, he took it back for 300 yuan. The two parties signed a contract, and there was a clause in the contract that they would not regret it if there were any problems.

300 yuan is expensive or cheap. For ordinary people, it is a month's salary. For Ding Hao, it is the profit of a gadget. Ding Hao casually threw the paperweight to the edge of his desk.

Never paid attention to it again.

The problem came when Ding Hao's partner Deng Deyou came to him half a month later. Deng Deyou was in the furniture business, and most of the customers he came into contact with were intellectuals and nouveau riche.

For reasons of knowledge and life taste, the former will choose some mahogany furniture with moderate price and exquisite workmanship. The latter has only one choice, which is expensive. The more expensive the better, reflecting their identity. Of course, most of these customers will also like it.

Deng Deyou recommended some old items to Ding Hao. For customers who also like mahogany furniture, Ding Hao would also recommend them to Deng Deyou.

Deng Deyou smiled and told Ding Hao that there was a financial backer in a small factory who ordered a set of extremely luxurious Southeast Asian mahogany furniture from him, and then also paired it with a batch of old objects to match the furniture, which cost about 800,000 yuan.

The contract. When Ding Hao heard that it was a big deal, he was delighted and asked Deng Deyou to have two drinks in the evening. Deng Deyou refused, saying that it would not be too late to wait until the contract was signed before drinking.

The two of them agreed on a time and place, and when Ding Hao's contract materials were ready, they made an appointment with the funder for an interview.

When Deng Deyou was about to leave, he suddenly saw the paperweight placed next to Ding Hao's desk.

"Old Ding, what is this? It's antique and quite exquisite."

Ding Hao glanced at the paperweight he had casually thrown on his desk. If Deng Deyou hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten the existence of such a thing.

"Brother, this is a good thing. It's an item from the Ming Dynasty. If you like it, I'll wrap it up for you right now."

"No! I'm just asking. A gentleman doesn't take away what others like. I can't take away the things you put in front of me!"

Although Deng Deyou said this, his eyes never left the paperweight. As a veteran of shopping malls for many years, Ding Hao couldn't understand what it meant? He picked up the two newspapers next to him, wrapped the paperweight and handed it to Deng Deyou.

.

"Nothing worth seven or eight thousand yuan can compare to our brotherhood. You can take it if you like!"

Regarding antique cities, there is also a saying about using newspapers to wrap items. Firstly, the cost is low, and secondly, by wrapping them casually in newspapers, thieves will not worry about them on the road.

After Deng Deyou left, Ding Hao smiled and shook his head. This partner is good at everything, but he loves to take advantage. Every time he introduces business, in addition to the benefits he should get, he always asks for an old object. Fortunately, it is not valuable.

s things.

Ancient literati often put small bronzes and jades on their desks to play with and appreciate them. Because they have a certain weight, people would also use their hands to press paper or books while admiring them. Over time, it developed into a

Planting stationary utensils—paperweights.

Ancient paperweights were mostly made of three-dimensional shapes of animals such as rabbits, horses, sheep, deer, toads, etc. They were small in area but heavy in weight, and were mostly made of jade, ceramics, copper, crystal, etc.

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the materials and shapes of paperweights also underwent new changes. In addition to continuing to use copper and jade, stone, rosewood, ebony, etc. were also added. The shapes were mostly rectangular. For this reason, paperweights also

It is often called a pressure ruler or a pressure ruler.


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