Portable Museum

"Okay, then I won't be polite!" Zhang Junping accepted Nie Xinghua's kindness with a smile.

"Xiao Xia, you will follow your Grandpa Chen for a while. Go to the mountain and get five cotton cloths as a gift in return."

"This... how embarrassing this is!" Chen Fusheng rubbed his hands, and said with some embarrassment.

"Uncle Chen, it's polite!

I have to give New Year gifts to the artists later, so I can't invite Uncle Chen to drink today.

Wait until the end of the year!At the end of the year, I have the opportunity to invite Uncle Chen to drink. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Okay, okay! At the end of the year, we must have a few drinks." Chen Fusheng left happily.

After Zhang Junping sent Chen Fusheng away, he went upstairs.

"Master, I don't think we have anything to do before the year, so we might as well give everyone the annual leave in advance." Zhang Junping suggested to Wu Xinping.

"Early vacation?"

"That's right! At the end of the year, everyone is busy with entertainment, who will come to sell paintings, buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones?

Simply give them a holiday in advance, let them go home early, and get busy with family affairs. "Zhang Junping laughed.

"Alright! Let's go on vacation then!" Wu Xinping readily agreed.

"When you come to announce this matter, I'll find a car to buy new year's goods first."

Zhang Junping rode a bicycle to Dashilan Courtyard, and called four tricycles along the way.

Make a deal with them, three yuan a day for one day, and an extra yuan for helping with loading and unloading.

After loading the goods, Zhang Junping returned to the painting shop by bicycle and tricycle.

Call Wu Xinping and start giving gifts to BJ's artists.

School of Arts and Crafts, BJ Academy of Painting, BJ Forbidden City Research Institute, Tsinghua University, BJ University, BJ Normal University.

Of course, by the way, Wu Xinping introduced the apprentice he just accepted to everyone.

Of course, I don't forget to publicize the matter of holding a calligraphy and painting symposium next spring.

Do you have eyesight?
It is to celebrate the victory of the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee.

Celebrating the opening of a new chapter in socialism through reform and opening up.

Invite calligraphy, painting and sculpture artists from all over the country to gather together and talk about the bright future.

Of course, today is just a little bit of disclosure, so that they have an idea in mind.

Wait until next year, after the reform of the painting shop, and after the date is confirmed, the invitation will be formally issued grandly.

Generally speaking, the gift-giving trip went smoothly, and I didn't hit the smiling face with my hand, not to mention that they came to give gifts.

The name is so upright, thank you for your support to BJ's painting shop in the past, and look forward to the cooperation in the coming year.

Therefore, the sincerity of the gift giver and the heart of the recipient.

Nothing but next year, sell two more paintings to the art shop.

In addition, Zhang Junping gained the most.

Follow Wu Xinping, a cheap master, to give presents, and upon introduction, this is a newly accepted apprentice.

For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, can you give me a gift?
Therefore, Zhang Junping collected a lot of calligraphy and paintings.

These calligraphy and paintings are not those in the painting shop, they are all the proud works of the artist.

In Normal University, Zhang Junping met Qigong again.

Qigong and Wu Xinping were quite interesting when they met. They scolded each other for a few minutes before laughing and embracing each other.

The reason for scolding each other is that there is still a public case.

Qi Gong used to be Qi Baishi's apprentice, the kind who kowtowed too much.

As a result, because of some misunderstandings, and because Qigong's talent in painting is indeed not as good as his talent in calligraphy, he eventually drifted away and finally left the school.

It is a very serious matter to be sentenced to a teacher.

It's just that Qi Baishi never pursued this matter, but when he was old, he said a few words: Why didn't that kid Qi Gong come to see me.

Outsiders don't know, but the senior brothers and sisters inside the division know it all.

Therefore, when Wu Xinping met, he first scolded Qi Gong.

Qi Gong did not show weakness, and exchanged insults with Wu Xinping.

However, the two joined the teacher at the same time and studied art at the same time, and after all, they have decades of friendship and brotherhood.

Although Qigong was wrong, he couldn't kill the relationship between the two.

After leaving the teacher's school, Qi Gong did not join another famous teacher to study painting, but specialized in calligraphy and research on Qing history.

What's more, after Wu Xinping presided over the BJ's painting shop, Qi Gong has often sold calligraphy in the painting shop.

At that time, a calligraphy and painting cost only one or two yuan, and Qigong sold the most.

After the two had a friendly exchange, Qi Gong looked at Zhang Junping: "Haha...ha! Xiaoyou Zhang, we meet again!"

"Mr. Yuan Bai, we meet again!" Zhang Junping also said with a smile.

The characters of Qigong are white.

"I once heard from Junping that he once had a relationship with you, Yuanbai.

But I don't know when it happened? "Wu Xinping asked gossip.

"You old man, when did you need to report to you?" Qi Gong scolded with a smile.

The impression of Zhang Junping in my heart is getting better and better.

No one wants to share their privacy with the public.

"I let you old man pick up a bargain.

At the beginning, when Zhang Xiaoyou and I met for the first time, we had a heart of love for talents. We originally thought that we would meet again by fate, and we must accept it as a disciple.

Unexpectedly, you took the lead! "Qi Gong said with regret and jealousy.

"Haha...ha! This only proves that your fate with Junping is not enough!

You have no choice but to be his uncle! "Wu Xinping laughed triumphantly.

"You old man, you're used to being a good boy when you get cheap." Qi Gong scolded angrily.

Zhang Junping thought rather narcissistically: I never thought I would be so popular.

Two masters in the calligraphy and painting circle are vying to be their masters.

It's a pity that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there are no grandmasters, and only these master-level figures are supporting the scene.

Some people in later generations rated Qigong and Sanwu as the masters, and those were all evaluations after lowering the standards.

If Qi Gong and San Wu are the masters, then the masters are too worthless.

Because, whether it is Qigong or Sanwu, their level is not much higher than Zhang Junping.

However, Zhang Junping's calligraphy and traditional Chinese painting are only at the elementary level.

If the primary level is a master, what are the intermediate and advanced levels?
Therefore, the titles of Qigong and Sanwu's generational masters were touted.

After drinking a cup of tea at Qigong's house, Zhang Junping and Wu Xinping left after getting a picture.

After delivering New Year's goods to all the artists, it was already time to get off work at [-] pm when I returned to the painting shop.

However, everyone didn't leave, they were all waiting for him and Wu Xinping to go back.

Before leaving, Wu Xinping had already said that after get off work today, he would have a holiday.

I didn't go to work until the seventh day of the new year.

The leaders announced the holiday so generously, so they naturally had to be ignorant and ran home before the leader came back.

In fact, there is a more important reason, that is, there is still a benefit that has not been obtained.

In previous years, during the Chinese New Year, Wu Xinping would write a pair of couplets with his own hands and give them to everyone as a New Year's gift.

So everyone is waiting for Wu Xinping and the others to come back and write couplets.

"Hey! Have you left yet?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

"The leader hasn't come back, how dare we leave work!" Chen Lijun said with a smile.

Zhang Junping would have believed it if it wasn't for the fact that the table had already been set up in the middle of the business hall, and there were cut-out red paper, pens and ink on the table.

"Hehe! Xiao Zhang, this is a tradition in our painting shop. Every year I will write a couplet for them and write a few blessings." Wu Xinping said with a smile.

"I saw it! Sister Chen and the others said that it's a lie to wait until we come back to get off work, and it's true to write couplets when you come back." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Old! I ran all day today and I'm tired!
So the job of writing couplets this year is up to you!
Well, Xiao Chen, what about my pork and mutton? "Wu Xinping said with a smile.

"Here it is!" Chen Lijun hurriedly took out two high-quality pork belly and two lamb legs from the backyard, and handed them to Wu Xinping.

"Okay, let's wish everyone an early year!
Comrades, see you next year! After Wu Xinping finished speaking, he rode away.

"Happy New Year, Mr. Wu!" Everyone shouted at Wu Xinping's back.

Hearing the shout, Wu Xinping supported the handle with one hand, and waved the other hand to the back in a chic manner.

Zhang Junping looked at Wu Xinping who was going away speechlessly, this old man is really good at picking things up.

"All right!
Let's hurry up and finish writing and get off work!

You decide what words to write.

I will write to you! "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

Others don't know, but several framers know Zhang Junping's level.

Master Qin was the first to speak and said: "Master Zhang, give me one: the past is good for a hundred generations, and the present is new for thousands of years. Hengbiao: Vientiane is renewed."

"Master Qin, your couplet is good! It fits the atmosphere of the times.

Our country is now in a good era of Vientiane renewal. Zhang Junping said with a smile, and then wrote out the couplet just now with a brush.

With the beginning of Master Qin, the others looked at it, good guy, it turns out that the handwriting of the store manager Zhang is not worse than that of the old store manager.

They all leaned over one after another and asked Zhang Junping to write Spring Festival couplets.

Some thought of good words by themselves, and some didn't know what words to write, so they let Zhang Junping watch and write.

The spring scenery is bright and the mountains and rivers are covered with beautiful brocade; China takes off and the motherland is young; Hengbiao: the mountains and rivers are magnificent.

The world is filled with joyful songs; Fulinmendi is beaming with joy; Hengban: Five Blessings all over the world.

When spring comes, the earth is full of flowers; when the festival arrives, everything is new in the world; horizontal comment: everything goes well.

Zhang Junping was also polite, and directly picked up festive words and wrote them.

After more than an hour, everyone finally finished writing the couplets. Zhang Junping put down the brush and rubbed his wrist.

"Everyone, let me wish you all an early year!

I wish you all a happy new year, good health, smooth career and happy family.

After we go back, we will show the benefits we gave during the Chinese New Year to our neighbors, so as not to let others say that our painting shop is a poor unit. "Zhang Junping clasped his fists at the crowd and said.

"Haha...ha! Happy New Year to Store Manager Zhang too! Even if you don't say it, we have to do it!"

"Happy New Year to store manager Zhang! Don't worry, we will definitely promote our painting store well.

Let them be jealous! "

Everyone laughed and wished Zhang Junping a New Year greeting.

"Finally, I would like to tell you a piece of good news, which is the last New Year gift for you.

Next year, the art shop will recruit new ones!Each of you has a spot. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

After speaking, he looked at the crowd, and saw that they all stared at him blankly, without speaking.

"What's wrong? Not satisfied with this New Year's gift?

Or should I change it?Give each of you a bonus of 20 yuan? Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

"Satisfied, we are satisfied! Manager Zhang, I was shocked by your news just now." Chen Lijun said quickly.

"Yes! Manager Zhang, this New Year's gift from you is the best gift I've ever received in my life!" Guo Meizhen's eyes were red with excitement.

These days, because of her child's going to work, she has lost a few pounds.

"Shop Manager Zhang, are you kidding us?" Some people couldn't believe it was true.

"Think about it, have I lied to you?

Look at the meat in your hands, have I lied to you? "Zhang Junping asked back.

"No! Manager Zhang, it's mainly your gift, it's so precious, we couldn't believe our ears."

"Okay, let me say it again! Next year, each of you will have a recruitment quota.

This is the recruitment quota that I asked the leader of the Press and Publication Bureau to come.

Can you hear me now? "Zhang Junping said it again.

"Listen clearly! Thank you, Manager Zhang!"

"Shop Manager Zhang, I wish you a New Year's greeting. I wish you all the best and all the best."

"I wish you a prosperous official career and a harmonious family."

Everyone paid New Year greetings to Zhang Junping one after another, saying various auspicious words of blessings.

After making a lot of noise, they finally calmed down a group of excited subordinates, and everyone cut off the power supply in the store together.

Lock the door and paste the couplet written by Zhang Junping and the big blessing.

After greeting each other again, they went back to their homes.

When we arrived at Dashilan Courtyard, Qiu Wenyan did not come today, nor did the two apprentices.

Only the master carpenters who are still working overtime.

Zhang Junping had a conversation with the master carpenter, then went to the cellar in the backyard and took out four altars of medicinal wine and put them into the space.

Then locked the cellar and left the courtyard.

Riding a bicycle to Caishikou, Scarface and their stronghold.

"Master Zhang, why are you here? If you have something to do, just ask Xiao Xia to say hello." Scarface, who was drinking and bragging, was a little surprised when he saw Zhang Junping, so he quickly stood up and let Zhang Junping take the main seat.

He also ordered someone to bring clean bowls and chopsticks to Zhang Junping.

"Okay! Don't be so troublesome, I just borrowed a tricycle when I came here, and I'll leave right away!

You drink yours! "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Master Zhang, it's rare to come here, don't you want to have a drink together?" Scarface invited cautiously.

"Forget about today, let's do it tomorrow! Tomorrow night in my courtyard, I will invite everyone to drink and eat meat!" Zhang Junping promised with a smile.

During this period of time, the director of Scarface is still very attentive, so it's time to have a drink with him and have a heart-to-heart talk.

"Listen to Master Zhang!" Dao Scar nodded with surprise on his face.

He invited Zhang Junping just to test it out, but he didn't expect that Zhang Junping would be willing to sit down and have a drink with him.

"Call everyone tomorrow, it's Chinese New Year, it's lively.

I'll prepare something rare for you. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Master Zhang, what you said made our hearts itch. Can you tell me in advance what kind of rare thing it is?" Scarface asked with a sneer.

"Haha...ha! You will know tomorrow!" Zhang Junping smiled and patted Scarface's shoulder.

Although he knew that Scarface's so-called itching was just a joke, Zhang Junping was still very happy.

After joking a few words, Zhang Junping rode an probably new three-wheeled scooter and left Caishikou.

Scarface made Zhang Junping very satisfied with this, and he didn't ask a single word when he shouldn't have asked.

Zhang Junping rode a three-wheeled scooter into an empty alley, and when he came out, there were already three large wine vats on the scooter.

One hundred catties of wine jars.

Thanks to the stocky tricycles of this era, the wooden boards on them are thick enough to carry the three jars of wine.

Riding a tricycle, I came to the district committee family courtyard.

The gatekeeper already knew Zhang Junping, so he let Zhang Junping in without even asking, and just looked at the tricycle curiously.

Although Qiu Zhengqiang has gone to work in the municipal government, he has not moved yet.

It is said that the house where the previous leader lived has just been vacated and is still under intense renovation.

It will take years to move there.

After Zhang Junping parked the tricycle, he picked up a wine jar and went upstairs.

More than 100 catties is very easy for him, if it is not for the wine jar, he can easily lift it with each hand.

knock on the door.

It was the second sister Qiu Wenyu who opened the door. Seeing Zhang Junping standing at the door holding a wine jar, she cried out in shock, "Oh! Pingzi, what are you doing?"

"Second sister, this is medicinal wine for our father!" Zhang Junping explained with a smile.

"Come in! How heavy is a tank like this!

You came up and called for someone to ask your brother-in-law to go down and carry it up for you..." Qiu Wenyu let Zhang Junping into the room while chattering.

"It's okay, second sister, there is a chance for second brother-in-law to perform.

There are two altars of medicinal wine below! "Zhang Junping laughed.

"Brother-in-law, is this the medicinal wine you made?" Qiu Jianguo came out of the living room, staring at the wine jar in Zhang Junping's arms and asked.

"Why are you still holding this child, put it down quickly!" Mother Qiu said with some distress.

"Mom, it's okay! It's only more than 100 catties, not heavy.

Look where you put it, I will hold it in directly, so as not to change hands again. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"This child, more than 100 catties, doesn't weigh too much?" Mother Qiu complained, and hurriedly opened the door of the storage room, asking Zhang Junping to put the wine jar in the storage room.

After Zhang Junping put it down carefully, he let out a sigh of relief.

This thing is not heavy, but it is not easy to use force, it is a bit strong.

Then, Zhang Junping called Qiu Jianguo and Ma Mingchen to go downstairs to bring up the other two jars of wine.

Zhang Junping hugged a jar by himself, and moved the wine into the house very easily.

Qiu Jianguo and Ma Mingchen took a lot of effort to get the wine jar into the house, and almost dropped the wine jar, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"Look at what the two of you can do? Moving a wine jar has exhausted you like this.

Look at Pingzi, who is carried up by himself without breathing.

I really can't do anything, and I can't eat enough! "Qiu Wenyu said with a look of disgust.

"Don't compare me to him, can you? This kid is a monster!" Qiu Jianguo gasped heavily and said with aggrieved face.

"Mom, look at my elder brother, he scolded Pingzi!" Qiu Wenyan was unhappy, and stomped her feet to complain to Qiu's mother.

"Can you talk? How can you say that about your brother-in-law!" Qiu's mother pretended to hit Qiu Jianguo, but she murmured in her heart: Isn't it a monster?

How can ordinary people have such great strength.

Immediately, she became happy again. Only when the son-in-law is in good health can the daughter be happier.

This is a good thing!