Seventy cannon fodder is a ruthless man

Chapter 28

After walking around in the outer courtyard, Meng Tao saw a few pieces of undamaged furniture. She wanted to put it in the space, but she was afraid of being noticed. After all, these pieces took up a lot of space, but if they didn’t collect them, they would be taken away. As fuel, I couldn't help it in the end, and under the cover of the mountains of furniture, I collected a case inlaid with cymbals, a beautifully carved table of the Eight Immortals, four carved official hat chairs, and two carved jade reliefs. The Taishi chairs are all intact, probably because they are strong enough, the wood is really good, the dark purple is shiny and smooth, and it is as heavy as a rock.

Then drag over a few pieces of damaged furniture to occupy the place and disguise the scene.

After receiving the things, I was relieved, but I imagined that in the space, there were tables and chairs placed on the stone platform of only ten square meters.It is estimated that the immortal will scold her again, alas!

Walking through the hall, there is an inner courtyard, which seems to be slightly larger than the outer courtyard. On both sides of the blue-brick corridor are piles of various sundries like hills. On the left are mostly damaged desks, chairs, cabinets, wooden shelves, boxes and other objects, and on the right. On the other hand, there are many large pieces of porcelain, such as plum bottles, lotus jars, flower pots, tea sets, incense burners, etc. Meng Tao doesn’t understand porcelain, and he can roughly see that these are ancient antiques, but unfortunately most of them are damaged, not lacking. The corners are missing.

Meng Tao circled around the pile of china in distress. After all, she picked out two intact blue-and-white dishes from the broken flowerpot. When she looked at the bottom seal, it was actually from the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. She found a treasure!Can not help but directly into the space.

Later, I found a good large painting vat, which was used to place scrolls in the ancients' study. I couldn't tell the year, but it was definitely an antique. There were two lotus vats next to it, which were smashed and missing corners. But there are no cracks, the overall is still very good, filled with water does not affect the lotus and fish farming, it looks very beautiful, just accept it.

Coming out of the pile of porcelain, he clapped his hands, walked into the open main room, and saw the Ming Hall and the two houses on the left and right, piled up in a disorderly manner and full of various books, Meng Tao sighed again in his heart: I don't know how much love is here. The hard work of the bookkeeper, the books that were finally collected, one day turned into waste, and maybe they will all be burned in the end.

Meng Tao found a corner and began to dig into the pile of books. She picked up the books she was interested in. Of course, if she saw a collector's edition or an ancient book, she also picked up some elementary school textbooks and middle and high school mathematics, physics and chemistry textbooks. , It is 1974. In three years, the country will resume the college entrance examination. Although she has attended college, she still needs to get a diploma to fill the appearance of her life, so in the past three years, people must know that Meng Taohua is a I am really working hard to learn cultural knowledge, and it will not be so abrupt when I go to college in a few years.

When she turned to two beautifully drawn children's picture books with excellent paper quality, she kept them and planned to give them to Xiaocheng later.

When he was pulling out a heavy book of Cihai, it suddenly collapsed. Meng Tao hurriedly avoided the other side. When the dust was not so big, he came to look again and found that there was a lot of things blocked by a wooden board underneath. She removed the wooden board, and she really found some good things - several ancient books on traditional Chinese medicine, and seven or eight scrolls. Together, they should have come from the hands of a collector. They are all ancient calligraphy and paintings, and they were quickly put into the space.

After rummaging for a while, it was estimated that the time was almost up. After staying here for too long, I was afraid that Uncle Huang would be worried. After all, this is someone's job, and it is related to the issue of her job, so she can't cause trouble for them.

Meng Tao held a stack of books and went back to the gatehouse in the front yard. The grandfather and grandson had already finished their meal, and Uncle Huang was standing at the door looking at her. Xiaocheng, who was on the wooden bed, wanted to ask him to take a nap.

Seeing Meng Tao holding the book like that, Uncle Huang said, "I'll find something for you to put it on, so it's easy to hold it without being seen."

As he spoke, he walked over and pulled out a delicate white rattan basket with a lid from under the small wooden bed, and handed it to Meng Tao: "There are only a few baskets that can't be thrown away in this rubbish yard, so I picked them up and put them away. I can still decorate it when I get home, this is quite big, and I gave it to you."

Meng Tao sighed: Uncle, the piles of junk you are guarding are all precious wood and antiques. If you can put away a few pieces, repair them, and take them out in a few years, someone will rush to buy them from you. A few baskets are worth a lot more.

But she didn't dare to say that.

He took the rattan basket and packed the book, thanked Mr. Huang, took out a pound of hard candy bought yesterday from the space in the bag, and handed it to Xiaocheng along with two children's picture albums.

Seeing so many fruit candies, Mr. Huang hurriedly declined. Meng Tao smiled and said, "Take it, Xiaocheng is an honest and smart child. When he goes to school, he must study hard. Anytime, cultural knowledge is useful. ."

Xiaocheng got up from the wooden bed, looked at Meng Tao and asked, "Sister Meng, will you come again in the future?"

Meng Tao put the candy and picture album on the bedside: "I'm not from the provincial capital. My home is far away. If there is still a chance to come to the provincial capital, I will come here to see you, okay?"

"Okay!" Xiaocheng was very happy, he reached out and touched the picture book and candy, and looked up at his grandpa expectantly.

Uncle Huang couldn't bear to disappoint his grandson, so he taught him: "Then, thank you sister Xiao Meng. In the future, you will learn from her when you go to school. You should study more. I think that being literate is better than not being literate."

"Well! I must learn from Sister Meng, thank you Sister Meng!"

After leaving with the grandparents and grandchildren, Meng Tao was walking along the street carrying the rattan basket. She felt her footsteps drift a bit, and suddenly remembered: She didn't eat lunch, no wonder her feet were weak and weak!

She hurriedly walked back to the original state-run restaurant. She didn't know if there was any food for sale. She found that she always missed the meal order. It seemed that she had to prepare some biscuits and snacks in the future, so as to save the stomach problems after being hungry for a long time.

Lunch time was over, the restaurant was empty and there were no customers, and there was basically no ready-made food. The waiter asked Meng Tao to buy a ticket and made her a bowl of noodles in clear soup.

When the noodles came up, it was really clear soup noodles. Without any ingredients, I put salt and two drops of sesame oil to shake out the oil flowers. Meng Tao had eaten a good meal for a few days, so I couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, but I couldn't be hungry, so I could eat it. The taste is alright. After eating all the noodles, I left with half a bowl of soup.

The white rattan basket is quite large. People come and go on the street. It is not easy to put it away directly. The books in it are taken away by Meng Tao, but she can carry a schoolbag and a basket to go shopping. It feels very strange, so Meng Tao canceled it. Plans to go to other scenic spots, walk to the bus stop, and wait for the bus back to the steel mill.

She is leaving the provincial capital tomorrow, so she has to pack her luggage, and put those things in the space at night to make them tidier.

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