It’s a Bit Early To Cross

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Zhang Yi and Chu Heng were considered old partners. Even in the dark, he couldn't tell who the figure was at all, but he could tell just by hearing the voice.

With that kind of gentle, soft, and magnetic coquettish voice, there is no one else in the city except that scumbag!

"Come in."

Zhang Yi put away his rifle speechlessly, and ran back to the house shivering. The night wind was so cold that his bird was almost frozen to death!

"It's a lot of work every day!"

Chu Heng grinned and opened the mousetrap on the bark, and moved his toes. Seeing that there was nothing serious, he hurried to open the courtyard door and moved the box on the car in.

After a while, Ya squeezed into the bedroom with a big box in one hand.

Zhang Yiyan, who was sitting on the bed, was wrapped in a military overcoat, with two skinny and hairy legs exposed on his lower body, looking at the things in his hands, he felt very strange.

The goods are always brought out in boxes one by one, but today it is the first time to get them from him, and I don't know which one to sing.

So he asked curiously, "What?"

Chu Heng put the box down carefully, and said, "I got two boxes of calligraphy and painting, but they are both damp and moldy. See if you can fix them."

Zhang frowned when he heard the words, touched the glasses on the bedside and put them on, got up and walked over: "I'll see and talk."

When he came close, he squatted down and opened the box, and saw scrolls covered with mildew, and grinned involuntarily: "It's pretty serious!"

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As he spoke, he pinched his nose and casually took out a scroll, got up and went to the round table in the room, placed the scroll on it, and unfolded it carefully little by little.

His movements are very slow, and whenever he encounters a sticky place, he fiddles with his fingers a few times, and he can easily separate the sticky place without hurting the scroll at all!

Don't look at his easy movements, but this skill alone, you won't be able to practice it in ten or eight years!

soon.

When the scroll unfolds, it is a painting with silk as the base and a picture of a figure on it. It is an old man. Judging from his clothes and accessories, he should be an official of the Tang Dynasty.

"hiss!"

Zhang Yi is worthy of the reputation of being able to determine the world with one glance. After just a few glances, he saw the doorway. He took a deep breath, his face became serious, and his movements were even more cautious.

When Chu Heng saw this, he knew that the painting was not simple, so he hurried over to observe it carefully.

Not long.

The guy suddenly widened his eyes, patted his thigh, and exclaimed, "Yan Liben?"

Yan Liben, the prime minister and painter of the Tang Dynasty, the son of Yan Pi, the young supervisor in the Sui Dynasty, is good at crafts, full of ingenuity, seal and official script, good at painting and architecture, and has an important position in the history of painting. His representative work "Qin Mansion Picture of Eighteen Scholars", "Portrait of Emperors of Past Dynasties", etc.

He also has a pair of "Chariot Map", which is said to be worth 800 million!

Isn't this worth it?

Chu Heng's face flushed again. His figure picture is naturally not as good as the walking chariot picture, but if it is authentic, it must be tens of millions or hundreds of millions, right?

And this is just one of his paintings of this box.

wipe!

What the **** am I doing now!

quit!

Tomorrow, I will honestly come home to hug my daughter-in-law and beat the child, just lie down and forget it!

"Yes, it is indeed Yan Liben's painting."

At this time, Zhang Yi raised his head with a still unfinished look, and looked over with a look of surprise: "Where did you get this painting?"

"I got it from a local master." Chu Henghou rubbed his hands anxiously, and asked, "How about it, can it be repaired?"

"It can be repaired, but it will take a lot of work. Let me go first. I will let you know when it is repaired."

In order not to damage the painting, Zhang Yiyan did not put away the painting. He turned around and found a piece of white cloth to change on the figure painting, then suddenly raised his head, squinted his eyes and asked Chu Heng: "Teacher? Did the Deng family get it?"

"You know?" Chu Heng asked in surprise.

"There is no old man in the circle who doesn't know about their family." Zhang Yi curled his lips and said with a sneer: "How many generations ago did their family do this business? When Sun Dianying dug the imperial tomb, the Deng family Participated, and later served as a dog's leg for the little devils, collecting a lot of rare treasures and antiques for them, it can be said that he has done all kinds of bad things! There is no great virtue!"

"However, their family did not end well. They were all liquidated after liberation, and only the fourth son of the Deng family was not found. I didn't expect to be met by you."

"Hey, you really are a native of the capital city, you even know this." Chu Heng handed out his thumb in admiration, and was once again defeated by his brother's strong knowledge.

"It's not a secret, the elders know a lot about it."

Zhang smiled reservedly, with a bit of complacency in his eyes, turned to fetch the kettle, poured two cups of boiling water, and chatted with him while sitting at the round table.

"I haven't seen you for a while, what have you been up to lately?"

"Hey, you're trying to trick me, aren't you?"

"Yo, you're not stupid!"

"It's okay, I'm not afraid you know, I went to Dacheng County recently to beat the fourth brother Deng I met there."

"Dacheng? What did he do there?"

"This is a child without a mother. It's a long story..."

…

The old and the young, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, just sat in the chilly room and chatted. The two talked a lot. At first, they talked about their current situation. Chu Heng told Zhang a glance about his experience in Dacheng. Then I chatted with him about the secret things that happened in some small circles in Forty-Nine City recently.

For example, whoever ran away, whoever sold his family property with tears and got five.

These things are not something Du San and his gang can inquire about, and they are only spread in a small area.

After a long time.

At about four o'clock, Chu Heng suddenly remembered the bronze sword he had obtained, so he asked, "Hey, by the way, Master Zhang, I also won the bronze sword of the Warring States Period by fighting in Dacheng, and the inscription is Qi Wuhou. Use your own sword, do you know who this Marquis of Qi Wu is?"

"Where do I know where to go?" Zhang put down his water glass with a funny look, and said, "I know Qi Wugong well, but this Qi Wuhou, who knows how many times there are in history, you just use a sword and I guess where to go." ?”

"Tsk, yes." Chu Heng smacked his lips in disappointment, raised his hand to look at the time, saw that it was past four o'clock, and got up to leave, leaving behind the two boxes of calligraphy and painting, and pedaled away into Zhang's small courtyard.

It was still dark outside at this time, but a small number of people got up, went to the toilet, poured out the spittoons, and lit the fire to cook.

These people are basically those who live in the city, work in the suburbs, and don't have bicycles. It takes an hour or two to go to work just by walking, so why don't they get up early to eat.

So, don't always say that people's happiness index is high at this time.

Tall!

Lack of food and clothing, or nothing, and you have to walk for two hours to get to work, which is not as easy as those social animals in later generations!

Of course, there is also a good side, such as mortgages, car loans, fruit bags, etc., they don't have...

What's more, some units really allocate objects!