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Chapter 412 Rongbaozhai
........."Brother Li, you have to think carefully. Practicing martial arts is not something that happens in a day or two. It requires a lot of time accumulation. You practice three-nine in the winter and three days in the summer. No matter it is windy, rainy, thunder or lightning, it cannot be interrupted.
!" Liu Dong said seriously.
"It sounds so scary, then why are you so powerful?" Jiang Tingting couldn't help but ask.
"Me?" Liu Dong smiled, "I have been learning martial arts since I was three years old. I started standing at the age of six. I started practicing routines at the age of nine. I broke through the secret power at the age of fifteen. It was not until recently that I entered Hua Jin by chance.
!To this day, I have never practiced martial arts for less than one and a half hours a day, and even now, I still get up at five o'clock every day, stand, meditate, and practice martial arts, rain or shine, so don't look at the beautiful swordplay I just did. In fact, for this
One day, I have been working hard for seventeen years and I am still working hard."
"So if we want to train to your level, it will take more than ten years?" Zhuang Wen asked with a hint of unwillingness in her tone.
"Haha, individuals have different qualifications. Some people can enter Huajing in more than ten years, and some people can't even enter Anjin in their whole life. So I don't know if you can achieve what I am now after working hard for more than ten years.
Level." Even so, Liu Dong also understood that if he hadn't had the opportunity at Wuxin Zen Academy, he would have wasted three or four years in the realm of An Jin.
And Jiang Tingting and the others are now in their twenties, and their muscles and bones are basically set. If there is no chance in the future, they will never be able to reach the level of Huajin in their lifetime. Even the dark energy is enough. After all, these spoiled young masters and ladies cannot eat that.
It’s hard to practice martial arts in the wind, sun, cold and heat!
"I knew it wasn't that simple!" Zhuang Wen said with a hint of disappointment on her face.
After listening to Liu Dong's words, Jiang Tingting and Li Yuncong's original enthusiasm quickly cooled down.
"Brother Li, if you want to learn, I can ask Brother Mu to call you. His kung fu is better than mine, and he has plenty of time...!"
"Forget it, I won't study anymore, I won't study anymore!" Li Yuncong's heart trembled when he thought of Mu Gang, a big man who didn't even recognize his relatives. Before Liu Dong finished speaking, he waved his hand and declined.
Seeing Liu Dong's eyes noticing her, Miss Jiang turned her head and said, "Oh, I feel sleepy after not sleeping all night. Wenwen, come on, let's go to the house to rest!" But she hadn't even walked out two days before she took Zhuang Wen with her.
Stepping forward, Miss Jiang seemed to remember something and immediately turned around and snatched the White Deer Knife from Liu Dong's hand.
After the enthusiasm for martial arts training quickly faded, Miss Jiang's love for jewelry and diamonds immediately took over in her heart.
"I'll take it for a look first and return it to you later!" After saying that, he took Zhuang Wen and ran into Liu Dong's room. However, he walked out again within a few minutes because Liu Dong's bed was
Now it is filled with unopened design drawings of various landscapes in the Old Summer Palace, and there is no place to sleep.
In the end, Zhang Ma arranged for them to live in the main room, which was originally reserved for Mr. Li. However, since he bought this small courtyard, the old man has stayed here no more than ten times, and the beds in the main room are basically empty.
"Okay, Brother Li, seeing how sleepy you look, go to bed quickly. I can just clean up here by myself!"
"Ha!" As soon as he said sleep, Li Yuncong yawned several times in succession. After all the excitement disappeared, he had a sleepless night. After eating enough, all the energy in his body seemed to be drained.
"Xiaodong, why aren't you sleepy?"
"When you came to see me yesterday, I had already rested. Of course I'm not sleepy!" Liu Dong replied. In fact, this was just his excuse. According to his current physical fitness, which is several times higher than that of ordinary people, even if he doesn't sleep for a week,
Even when sleeping, I won't be as sleepy as Li Yuncong.
After listening to Liu Dong's words, Li Yuncong rubbed his eyes and said in a low voice: "Okay, then you can clean up. I'm really tired. I'm going to take a nap first!"
"Go for it!"
After Li Yuncong left, Liu Dong began to clean up the messy patio.
But just when Liu Dong was pouring the completely blackened gasoline into the toilet, Zhang's mother came over and said, "Xiaodong, your friend is asleep on the sofa in the living room!"
"It's okay, Mom Zhang, let him sleep! He didn't get a good rest last night!"
After listening to Liu Dong's words, the old lady nodded, "Oh, then I'll go give him that stall. It's autumn now, so don't freeze when it's cold!"
Seeing the old lady turn around and go into the house, Liu Dong smiled, then recovered and continued to clean up the things in the yard. After finishing all the things, Liu Dong returned to his house and looked at the things that filled the house.
Wrapped in oilcloth, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
Except for the last white-painted silk painting "The Complete Picture of the Old Summer Palace" which is nearly 200 meters long, a total of 61 packages of design drawings of various scenic spots in the Old Summer Palace were found from four rattan boxes.
Calculated based on the length of each sheet being 80cm and the width of 40cm, the size is equivalent to the size of sixty standard football fields. If converted to standard A4 paper, it is enough to fill a medium-sized Jinbei van.
With so many precious design drawings of the Old Summer Palace, Liu Dong naturally treasured them very much, so he kept them all in his mustard space at the risk of being suspected by Li Yuncong and others.
After cleaning up his room, Liu Dong didn't sleep all night, but he was not mentally exhausted at all. He sat on the sofa for a while, and because he didn't know when Li Yuncong and the others would wake up, he didn't take anything from the Mustard Seed Space.
Take out the drawing board and draw, otherwise it will be difficult to explain once they see it.
"Forget it, let's go to Panjiayuan again. It's hard to come to the capital, so we can't be idle! Besides, you might even be able to pick up a national treasure!" At this moment, he had just harvested two priceless treasures, the design of the Old Summer Palace and the White Deer Knife.
Liu Dong's heart was very hot.
After making up his mind, Liu Dong stood up, turned around and went out. He originally wanted to drive there, but the two sports cars were too eye-catching, especially in a crowded place like an antique market.
For Liu Dong, who is determined to pick up missing items, the best strategy for going to the antique market is to 'enter the village quietly and avoid shooting people'!
So, in addition to the alley, we took a taxi and drove towards Panjiayuan!
"Master, why did you stop?" Liu Dong, who was sitting in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed and concentrating, asked after noticing the car slowing down.
"The road ahead of the Third Ring Road is being built and we are not allowed to go, so we have to take a detour!" The driver is a middle-aged man in his thirties, and he is very kind.
"Then let's take a detour!"
"If you take a detour, it will take an extra half hour, and you will spend more money by then!" said the driver.
"It doesn't matter! As long as you can take me there!" Even if the starting price of a taxi in Beijing is high, one or two hundred yuan is not even a drop of money for Liu Dong now.
"Little brother, why don't I take you to Liulichang, which is also a famous antique market in Beijing, and people who know the business usually go there!" said the driver.
Anyone who knows something about antique shops knows that there are three major antique markets in Beijing: Panjiayuan, Liulichang and Baoguo Temple. Panjiayuan is the largest, has the widest influence and has the largest transaction volume, and there are people from all the "three religions and nine streams". However,
Panjiayuan has the shortest time to rise, and it has only been developed for a hundred years.
As for Liulichang and Baoguo Temple, they were both book markets in the beginning. From the late Ming Dynasty to the early Qing Dynasty to the present, they have gone through many vicissitudes and have profound cultural accumulation. They have always been places that literati and poets must visit after coming to Beijing.
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However, although Baoguo Temple has an earlier history than Liulichang, its influence has gradually declined in modern times. Liulichang is different from Panjiayuan's hodgepodge and has become a professional market mainly dealing in ancient books, calligraphy and paintings. For hundreds of years
Famous century-old shops such as Huaiyin Shanfang, Rugu Zhai, Guyi Zhai, Ruicheng Zhai, Cuiwen Pavilion, Yide Pavilion, and Li Fushou Pen Shop have appeared, and the most representative one is the famous one.
'Rongbaozhai'!
In Liulichang, in addition to professional art people such as calligraphers, painters, and scholars, there are also businessmen, that is, wealthy people, who often visit here.
The former come here because their works are usually hung on pen lists in these old shops. The so-called pen lists are the prices at which calligraphy, painting and seal engraving artists set the price standards for selling their works after being recommended by famous artists. These old shops can place orders on behalf of customers.
Commission. At the same time, calligraphy, painting, and seal engraving artists who have pen lists also buy paper, pens, inkstones and other supplies in this store, so that these old stores can have a very considerable and stable income. At the beginning, Songzhuzhai, the predecessor of Rongbaozhai, was still
When we were a small Nanzhi shop, it developed in this way.
In addition, because these century-old stores have been in business for a long time, they have many authentic works by famous artists. Therefore, people who want to give antique calligraphy and paintings as gifts like to visit here because there are few fakes here.
However, in comparison, people who really like to dig out treasures and find lost treasures will generally not come to Liulichang. Panjiayuan, which gathers all kinds of objects from all over the world, is the favorite of these old people. Here you really rely on your eyesight to make a living. If you are lucky
Yes, like Liu Dong, you can win a national treasure with a small amount of money or a dozen yuan.
However, Liu Dong had been to Panjiayuan several times but never to Liulichang, so after the driver told him, he became somewhat interested.
"Master, don't you see that you are an expert collector?"
After listening to Liu Dong's words, the driver smiled and said, "I'm not really an expert. The key is that the old man likes to play with these things, and I learned a lot from him...!"
After finding a common language, the driver made a U-turn. According to Liu Dong, after driving to Liulichang, the two chatted wordlessly. After about ten minutes, they stopped at the intersection of Liulichang Street. Of course.
, the car can still continue to drive in, but Liu Dong has no specific goal and wants to go shopping by himself first, so he gets off at the intersection. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!