I told Da Jinya the story of how I took over "Yiyuanzhai".
His eyes widened when he heard it, and he couldn't stop saying wonderful things.
It involves antiques, strange skills, legends, and the relationship between various forces.
He can tell one or two allusions for almost every one of them, but based on what I know about him, most of them are made-up nonsense.
He is telling lies, trying to show off his knowledge in front of me.
"So, Brother Hu, you plan to stay in China for a long time and not go out."
Da Jinya drooled and took a look at the antiques in my store, and then said in a very stupid way: "But Brother, you Don't worry, since my brother is here, I can't leave you alone.
From now on, brother, I will focus on your store.
If you need any instructions, no matter if it is a mountain of swords or a sea of fire, as long as you say hello to me from the shopkeeper, I will close my eyes.
Jump in and you won’t even fart.”
I asked him not to rush to take the oath first, and analyzed the current severe revolutionary situation for him: "The bamboo pole is starting anew, which is a big threat to us.
Although I don't know what his plan is, this person is very deep in the city and can easily I won't let it go.
We must implement Chairman Mao's instructions to despise the enemy strategically and pay attention to the enemy tactically.
There is another thing.
In fact, I am going to the United States in two days.
The procedures have been completed long ago.
I have been waiting.
I want you to take over the store’s business.”
When Big Jinya heard that I was going to hand over the business of the store to him for a while, his eyes turned into slits with laughter, and he wished he could hug me and take a bite: "Hey, hey, my brother.
How big is this?"
My friendship, this, this, this, oh, I have to cry for a while, don’t stop me, don’t stop me.”
After saying that, he lay on the table and started sobbing.
I know there is some element of acting in it, but after staying in Nanjing for so long, I met an acquaintance for the first time today and I didn’t want to expose his bad news.
I originally wanted to tell Da Jinya that I was going to call Fatty back to Dingdian at first.
However, as soon as Comrade Wang Kaixuan heard that I was going to the United States to find Shiry Yang, he immediately said that he would also go with me and that he would drink wine no matter what on this trip.
Serve my wedding wine.
I haven't said a word about this little fat guy yet, so don't be so serious in your mouth.
The fat man didn't listen.
He said that in the worst case, he would be forced to get married.
He just wanted to see how American weddings were held and whether they would also have to have a bridal chamber.
I felt that if this topic continued to be discussed, it would become vulgar, so I stopped talking and made an appointment with him to meet at the Washington Airport a week later.
In those days, it was very difficult to get air tickets to go abroad.
It was not enough just to have money, but also to have the above documents.
Shiry Yang is a researcher at the National Museum of the United States.
She heard that I was going and welcomed her very much.
I was given a certificate from the United States.
The document stated that I was an expert in folk archeology.
This time I was going abroad to give lectures to museums to promote cultural exchanges between China and the United States.
Because of this document, I successfully obtained a short-term visa and started the prelude to my trip to the United States.
Before leaving the country, I went to the telephone office and hung up the phone at the Yiyuanzhai branch in the United States.
The person in charge there was Xue Yigun, who was Mr.
Sang’s sworn brother.
As soon as I heard that I was going, I almost cried on the phone.
I was told to remember to bring the old man's ashes urn with me when I went there, so that the old and young men in Chinatown would miss him.
I said that Mr.
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Sang was quite stubborn and refused to be buried after his death.
Now I had to use "Huwei" beads to make him a refrigerated one to keep fresh.
The body was parked in the warehouse of Yiyuanzhai.
It was inconvenient to transport it out of the country.
I was afraid that the customs would detain me. , said I was a mummy.
When Uncle Xue heard this, he started to cry again and said that it would be a good idea to bring two pieces of the old man's clothes and let them set up a tomb.
I had no choice but to agree.
Before leaving, I went to the warehouse to pay a few bows to Mr.
Sang, took out a vest and stuffed it into my backpack.
Da Jinya insisted on going to the Shanghai airport to see me off.
I said you have to take care of the business in the store.
He said it didn't matter if I took a break for two days.
I would be gone for at least two to three months, and at most for a year and a half.
What if we get married and have children there and become overseas Chinese?
If our brothers want to meet each other in the future, they will have to take a note from the state to do things.
Why don't you send Buddha to the West and accompany me to Shanghai?
I thought to myself, I'd be thankful if you didn't roll up the items in the store for me.
The two chatted all the way to Shanghai.
They were supposed to take the flight that night directly to Hong Kong and then transfer from there.
Unexpectedly, a sudden heavy fog delayed the flight.
Da Jinya and I were wrapped in thick military coats and leaned in the waiting hall waiting for news.
He held a thermos and said with a smile: "What's the matter?
My trip to the shopkeeper is not in vain.
Look at the thick fog. , I don’t know how long it will take.
The two of us just chatted and passed the time. " I learned the lesson from waiting for the bus in Nanjing last time and never dared to wander around again.
Drinking hot water while waiting for news from the airline.
The fog outside became thicker and thicker in the second half of the night, and many passengers asked for refunds.
The loudspeaker kept shouting "Passengers please be quiet, passengers please be quiet", and the atmosphere in the terminal began to become a little intense.
Da Jinya wanted to go to the front desk to watch the excitement.
I said I was a little sleepy and wanted to take a nap first.
Within five minutes of my head resting on my backpack, I was woken up by a big golden tooth.
"Old Hu, take a look at this, does it look familiar?"
Da Jinya waved the things in his hand excitedly, and quickly put it into his military jacket as if he was afraid of being seen.
What nonsense am I talking about?
I can't believe how tight your cover is.
He quickly apologized, saying that he was too excited, too excited.
I saw that his words did not match what he said, so I guessed that this guy might be picking up dollars.
Unexpectedly, what he pulled out from his arms was a blueprint.
Although only half of it was exposed, I already recognized the thing.
Hidden in the big gold tooth pocket was actually a blueprint for making a Luoyang shovel.
As the saying goes, who would dare to take on the porcelain job without a fine steel diamond?
The equipment that comes to hand is like an old friend who has worked together for many years.
There is an endless tacit understanding between the craftsman and the craftsman.
The golden cudgel danced by Sun Wukong, the Yanyue Sword wielded by Master Guan Er, the 28 bars held by the People's Liberation Army, and the Luoyang shovel carried by tomb robbers.
Use whatever bowl you want to eat, and you can’t make any mistakes.
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At first, Fatty and I always wanted to buy two authentic Luoyang shovels, and we even went to the local workshop to ask for them.
Unfortunately, the shovel seller didn't recognize our two miscellaneous signs.
The old shovel seller said that our ancestors had rules. , the family’s treasures are only for the real boss, laymen like us can’t even pile a mountain of gold for him.
The fat man wanted to set things off at that time, saying that they were the watchdogs of the capitalists.
I said that this craftsmanship in making Luoyang shovels is the only one in the world.
If you beat him to death again, the Luoyang shovel will be classified as a living fossil like the giant panda, and the flowers of the motherland will have to go to the museum to admire them.
After hearing this, the fat man felt that it was very reasonable, and finally gave up the military attack on the small workshops.
However, before leaving, he touched two old hens in the family circle and said that economic sanctions were still needed.
The drawing in front of you can be said to be meticulous.
It not only accurately marks the parts configuration of each part of the Luoyang shovel, but also has detailed records of the proportion of metal used in production, fire control, and water quality requirements.
With this drawing, we can definitely open a Luoyang shovel store and bring our national industry brand to the United Nations
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