Portable Museum

Chapter 67 The Sturdy Mother-in-law
"Little friend knows me?" The old man's address to Zhang Junping also changed three times.

From being a comrade since childhood, to a young man, and then to a little friend, this is the recognition of Zhang Junping.

"I've heard of your old name, but I just didn't get to see you! I didn't expect to see you on this occasion."

"Haha, what name do I have? It's just a false name, otherwise I wouldn't come here to sell books for a living." The old man laughed at himself.

"You are always modest, saying that there is always a time when the long and the short are not good.

Didn't Tang Bohu also sell paintings?Zheng Banqiao also sold calligraphy for a living. Zhang Junping comforted with a smile.

"Haha, my friend, please don't comfort me! Thank you for your generosity, let's go home another day and let's have a good chat!" The old man was very free and easy, with a sassy smile, he didn't regard selling books as a shameful thing, on the contrary Warmly invite Zhang Junping to be a guest at home.

"I will definitely pay a visit! At that time, I will ask you for a few more ink treasures!" Zhang Junping smiled and watched the old man go away.

Zhang Junping couldn't help feeling that he was lucky.

The status of this old man in the field of modern Chinese calligraphy can be compared with that of Zhang Daqian, Xu Beihong, and Qi Baishi in the field of calligraphy and painting.

As a child of the royal family of the Qing Dynasty, counting the time, his ordeal is about to end, and in two years' time, it will be difficult for Zhang Junping to get acquainted.

Of course, this is not certain, maybe in another two years, he will make a name for himself in the art circle with his own ability.

After seeing off the old man, Zhang Junping was not in the mood to continue wandering.

Lin San's residence came directly.

"Master Zhang, what you bought here is..." Lin San enthusiastically welcomed Zhang Junping into the room.

"Just bought some books."

"Aren't you going shopping?"

"I won't go shopping anymore, I'll have something to do later, Apple will give you money, right?"

"Yes, the total is 140 six catties. According to your instructions, I gave an extra 22 cents. The total is 22 yuan and [-] cents. I wiped the [-] cents and gave [-] yuan.

Here's the rest of the money! " Lin San took out the remaining money while talking.

"You take the money first, I heard from an old farmer that there are still apples at home.

In this way, I would like to trouble you, go to the old farmer's house and buy me a piece of his remaining apples.

In addition, his family looked around to see if there were any apples and other fruits, and they took back what could be harvested.

I don't care how much you charge, I will give you fifteen cents. "As Zhang Junping said, he took out 200 yuan and handed it to Lin San.

"Master Zhang, the Red Star apple just now is a bit more expensive, and his apples can't cost that much."

"It's okay, it's more of a reward for the hard work of the brothers.

By the way, I have a batch of meat bones and offal in my hand, do you want it? Zhang Junping suddenly remembered that there were still a lot of offal and bones of pigs, cattle and sheep in his space.

It happened to be handed over to Lin San.

Always instruct Lin San to do things, and always give some benefits.

"Go into the water, meaty bones?"

"Yes, there is about one or two thousand catties, all of which are pigs, cattle and sheep."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, you still have the ability to get so much water and bones at once." Lin San complimented happily.

"I rented a warehouse outside Guang'anmen, and I sent the apples there, and I also sent the bones and offal there."

"Are these also sent to the warehouse over there?"

"No need for these, I'll take them away later"

"okay!"

After Zhang Junping explained, he tied the apple baskets to the frame of the car, with one basket on each side, and left the vegetable market entrance with his books in his hands.

Riding a bicycle, passing through an empty alley, and then coming out, there was no apple basket on the back shelf of Zhang Junping's car, only a net bag of apples hanging on the handlebar.

Apple and those foreign documents, including town rulers and furoshiki, were put into the museum space by him.

This furoshiki is not necessarily necessary, otherwise Zhang Junping would not have won it directly for 100 yuan without bargaining.

In ancient times, there was a kind of silk specially used by the royal family, called Kesi.

How precious is this kind of Kesi? In the Qing Dynasty, there was a saying that an inch of Kesi was worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold could hardly buy an inch of silk.

In the past, the emperor's dragon robe and the queen's phoenix cloak were only made of Kesi.

For other members of the royal family, a handkerchief woven with silk is as precious as anything.

The furoshiki in Zhang Junping's hand is Kesi, and it is a copy of Kesi calligraphy and painting.

Whose it is, Zhang Junping hasn't had time to study it yet.

However, in the past, the calligraphy and paintings that could be imitated by Kesi crafts were all very famous calligraphy and paintings, and all of them were the best of the best.

Zhang Junping watched the situation in the space while riding his bicycle.

Russian writing experience fragments +80
Russian experience fragments +160
French experience fragments +100
Fragments of Ancient Chinese Poetry Creation Experience +15
Confucian cultural experience fragments +60
Running script calligraphy experience fragments +40
Kesi craft experience fragments +10
Chinese landscape painting experience fragments +15
Look at the many strange knowledge appearing in the sky above the museum space.

Zhang Junping couldn't help being overjoyed, especially when the Russian language appeared so timely.

Click to use.

A large amount of Russian knowledge, including reading and writing, as well as many oral skills were stuffed into Zhang Junping's mind.

Now, apart from not being able to speak, Zhang Junping is much better at dictation than most of the native-born old men.

Seeing only 40 fragments, Zhang Junping suddenly felt moved.

The note written by the old man to Zhang Junping just now appeared in the museum space.

Running script calligraphy experience fragments +5
Zhang Junping was overjoyed, it was indeed feasible.

Qi Gong is worthy of being a master of modern calligraphy. With just a note, he can add five pieces of experience to Zhang Junping.

Zhang Junping suppressed the urge to turn around and go to Qigong to ask for some calligraphy.

……

When we arrived at the district compound, the master in the reception room had a very good memory. Zhang Junping sent Qiu Wenyan off twice, and went in once again. The uncle in the reception room actually remembered him.

Zhang Junping put down a box of peony cigarettes and rode a bicycle into the compound.

Knock on the door, and it was Mother Qiu who opened the door.

"mom!"

Zhang Junping said "Mom", and Qiu's mother was full of joy.

"Pingzi is here? Come in quickly!
Why are you bringing something again?I have everything at home, so I will just come here empty-handed in the future. "Qiu's mother complained and took the net bag from Zhang Junping's hand.

"I didn't take anything. I just passed by the pigeon market and saw that the apples were quite fresh, so I bought some." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

Turning around, I saw Qiu Wenyan shaving his face and making fun of him for his thick skin.

Zhang Junping made a grimace and told her with his mouth that he would wait for a while to serve her.

"Pingzi, have you eaten yet? Shall I order some noodles for you?" Mother Qiu put down the apple and asked with concern.

"I've eaten, Mom." Zhang Junping called naturally.

Qiu's mother was busy pouring water for Zhang Junping and taking melon seeds and peanuts.

"Are your parents in good health?"

"Very well, the farm transferred jobs to my parents, opened a restaurant in the field department, and let my parents take care of it.

No, just moved to the field department yesterday. "

"That's good! They are not too young, and they are not suitable for continuing to raise pigs."

"Mom, let's go! We won't come back for lunch!" Qiu Wenyan interrupted the conversation between Zhang Junping and Qiu's mother in dissatisfaction.

"If you don't come back at night, I don't care about you!"

　A new week has begun, brothers and sisters, everyone vote for it!
　　
　
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