Three smiles

After getting in the car, Xiong Er opened the refrigerator and shouted in surprise: "Oh, white grapes, you really know me, you know that I love grapes the most, especially this one from Karamay, shake it with ice, the one that tastes so good sweet."

Xiong Da drove the car, and glanced at him indifferently: "Don't be so fucking sentimental, it's for the third young master."

"Don't be so stubborn, who doesn't know who," Xiong Er cast a wink over disgustedly, took out a bunch of grapes and threw them to Wang Sanxiao, and he took a bunch of grapes himself, throwing them into the grapes one by one. In his mouth, "It's delicious."

Xiong Da snorted, ignored this guy, and raised his voice: "San Shao, the hotel has been booked, should we go shopping outside first or go back to rest?"

"Going back to rest, there was a pretentious criminal sitting next to me on the plane, which disturbed me so much that I didn't sleep well." Wang San smiled and bit the grape, and suddenly found that the taste was really good, "These grapes are only on the market in June?"

"There are early-ripening ones, which will be on the market in a few days. There are also white melons. I have tasted them, and they taste very sweet."

Sure enough, Xiong Er found fresh white melon cut into small slices in the refrigerator, took it out and tasted it: "Oh, it's really sweet, San Shao, you can try it."

Wang San smiled and ate a piece, nodded: "When we leave, we will bring a hundred catties of grapes and fifty melons, and send them back to Nanjing. The old man and Tianzhen will definitely like it."

Xiong Er ate the melon: "Do you want to send some to Mr. Wei?"

"What the hell?" Wang San smiled lazily and raised his eyelids to look at him, with a smile on his lips, "Who is that, do you know us well?"

"..." Xiong Er couldn't swallow the melon in his mouth anymore. When he saw his sinister smile, he couldn't help but feel his back shiver in the hot weather. He chewed mechanically twice, and then raised his hands , yelling, "Unfamiliar! Absolutely unfamiliar! Must be unfamiliar!"

Wang San smiled and patted his face: "It's so cute."

Karamay is an oil city, but the nearby Gobi Desert produces oily and delicate golden silk jade. This kind of jade discovered in 2003 is said to be the best decoration of the ancient Loulan country.

"Loulan died too early, and the Gobi Desert is sparsely populated, otherwise this kind of beautiful jade should have gained fame long ago," Wei Cong said lightly, "Even if it can't reach the height of Hetian jade, at least it can compete with Tian Huangshi. Down."

Wang San smiled back and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile: "Has Mr. Wei ever gone to Dongying to practice? Why do you appear and disappear like a ghost?"

Wei Cong smiled: "I've been standing behind you for a long time, it's just that you've been concentrating on watching and didn't pay attention."

Wang Sanxiao put back a lying cow ornament in his hand, raised his eyelids and looked at him, "Then dare to ask Mr. Wei, why are you standing behind me?"

Wei Cong said bluntly: "Eavesdrop on a few comments and gain some knowledge."

Wang Sanxiao spread his hands: "Listen to my comments, but you have to pay."

"It's too vulgar to talk about money. How about using this little thing to pay for it?" Wei Cong took his hand and put a fist-sized jade stone on it. Wang San smiled and lowered his head. His eyes were attracted, and he saw two phoenixes carved from a whole piece of gold silk jade flying together. The color was gorgeous and the posture was graceful. He raised his palm and held the jade to face the sun. The sound of waving feathers.

Wei Cong chuckled: "How about it, can it catch your eyes?"

"Good jade, good carver." Wang Sanxiao liked this paperweight very much. He loved the house like a bird, and even Wei Cong didn't look so disgusting. He said with a smile, "I walked all the way just now, why didn't I see this paperweight? "

Wei Cong said triumphantly, "Then let you see, is there still a chance for me to present the treasure?"

Wang San gave him a sideways glance with a smile, and couldn't help but look down again, he liked it more and more, couldn't stop admiring.

Wei Cong pulled his wrist and walked forward: "There should be a lot of good things ahead..."

"It's difficult," Wang San smiled, shaking his head while clutching the warm paperweight, "To be honest, I'm more disappointed than satisfied with this trip today. You just mentioned the value of gold silk and jade. I think there is still a lot of moisture at present. The marks are too obvious."

"How do you say it? After all, it is an ornament of the ancient country of Loulan."

"Everyone talks about the ancient kingdom of Loulan, but there is no historical data to prove it," Wang Sanxiao said indifferently, "Golden silk jade is certainly beautiful, but there are also Xiuyan jade, Qingtian stone, Jingbai jade, Nanyang jade, She Taicui... and Hetian jade. The quality of jade is there, no matter how hyped it is, it can’t be overturned. The exaggeration of the market will inevitably lead to the demise of the good products. Not to mention anything else, the carvers of most of the exhibits in today’s exhibition are even children’s teeth. It’s even worse,” he casually picked up a statue of Guanyin, “slumped shoulders, blunt lines, what the hell!”

Wei Cong took the opportunity to Meishang: "That's right, that's exactly the case, it's really heartbreaking."

Who praised her as a flower just now?Wang San glanced at him with a smile, couldn't help but look down at the paperweight in his palm, and sighed: "So this carving is really rare."

The two walked around the convention and exhibition center for a long time, but they never saw a more perfect carving than this paperweight. Wang San smiled and said: "Although the price of gold silk jade is not high, this carving must be from the hands of a master." , Let President Wei spend money."

"What are you talking about with me?" Wei Cong waved his hand and said superficially, "One family doesn't talk about two things."

Wang San smiled and tilted his head to look at him: "Are you really not taking drugs?"

"..." Wei Cong wanted to swallow the words just now.

Walking out of the exhibition center, Wei Cong looked up at the sky, smiled and said, "You must be hungry after shopping for so long, right?"

"Yeah, I'm very hungry," Wang Sanxiao stuffed the paperweight into his pocket, and said to Wei Cong very politely, "I know that Mr. Wei has an unknown private itinerary this time, so Wang won't bother you. Get over it."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away within three seconds.

"..." Wei Cong raised it in one breath, choking in his throat.

"Look for a place to eat," Wang Sanxiao sat in the car, and immediately took out the paperweight after giving instructions, playing with it fondly.

Xiong Er leaned over and was amazed: "Oh, what a beautiful carver, these two birds are carved so lifelike."

"What two birds?" Wang San snorted with a smile, held up the paperweight to the sun, and said happily, "This is a phoenix, the phoenix is ​​flying, and its feathers are flying, you know what a fart."

Xiong Er pursed his lips, glanced at his eyes, was startled for a moment, and looked over, thinking that the sun in the west was too strong, it could penetrate the oily jade, and it was shining on Wang Sanxiao's affectionate and smiling eyes. There was a bright light in Peach Blossom's eyes.

Xiong Daqing drove to the most prosperous place, locked the car, and took the two of them into a Muslim restaurant. The boss had a friendly moustache, and the proprietress wore a rose red veil. Laughing, there is also a three-year-old fat son running around, enjoying himself in the small shop.

"I want to eat a large plate of chicken," Xiong Er mumbled as he entered the store, "Hey, young master San, there is barbecue at the door. Do you want to eat it? I'll go buy some?"

"No need," Wang San said with a secret smile, "some idiot will buy it later, it's not easy for us to earn money, so save some money."

Xiong Er was stunned: "Huh?"

The three sat down at a table, Xiong Da went to the kitchen to order food, Wang San smiled and stroked Xiong Er's chubby bear head, earnestly and kindly said: "Practice thrift and oppose waste, which is a common, long-term, and universal policy across the country. The regular political task is a positive policy to accelerate the socialist industrialization of the country. We should carry forward the style of hard work, develop a culture of thrift, and strive for the effective realization of this task..."

"!!!" Xiong Er was so shocked that his facial features almost flew out of his face. He opened his mouth and moved a few times. Just about to speak, he suddenly saw a tall figure walking into the store, holding a large plate of oily oil in his hand. barbecue.

Wei Cong raised his eyes to look around the small shop, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he walked briskly over with the ecstasy of meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land, and said in a loud voice: "We are destined to meet each other a thousand miles away, San Shao can no longer refute me this time, let's go again It was a chance encounter, such a coincidence doesn't happen very often."

"Coincidences don't happen often, but Mr. Wei often does," Wang San smiled and nodded to him, with a warm smile showing alienation, as if he had played with a cucumber all night a few days ago.

Cucumber presented the barbecue meat in front of him and smiled: "The Kazakh sheep from the grassland eat wild grass and drink spring water. The meat is fat and roasted with unique Xinjiang techniques. It is golden in color and full of burnt aroma. Please try it. "

Wang Sanxiao picked up a mutton skewer, took a bite, and suddenly the rich aroma exploded in his mouth. He gave a thumbs up and was full of praise: "Not bad, very good!"

Xiong Er was inexplicably fidgeting, thinking to himself that Mr. Wei is an outsider, but why does he feel that he should disappear for no reason?

Fortunately, Xiong Da came back quickly after ordering, and said in a low voice: "I ordered tomato stewed beef, grilled lamb chops, breaded meat and big plate chicken, and the boss also sent a cold skin."

"Then thank you very much, boss," Wang San smiled back, and nodded with a smile and mustache to express his gratitude.

Wei Cong said: "I heard that Xinjiang's rice sausage is also a special product, don't you have some for San Shao to try?"

"Third Young Master doesn't like to eat offal," Xiong Da replied flatly, turned to look at Xiong Er, and questioned "Why is this person sitting with us" with his eyes.

As soon as Xiong Er saw him coming back, it was as if the three armies joined forces, and his face was filled with ecstasy of reunion after a long absence, which made Xiong Da wonder how long he had been ordering a dish, how could he be so virtuous for this guy?

After 3 minutes, he understood how Xiong Er felt—the way the two people got along was really too painful.

Wang Sanxiao wrapped a large plate of chicken with naan, and he ate it dignifiedly and elegantly, as if he was not sitting in this cramped small restaurant with three people, but sitting in a five-star room with a clear window. Dragon liver and phoenix marrow are eaten in star-rated hotels.

"Although big plate chicken can be eaten all over the country now, the really delicious ones have to come to Xinjiang," Wei Cong ate elegantly, chatting endlessly, "It seems that the recipe here is different from other places."

"That's right," Wang Sanxiao nodded politely, "This is Dapan Chicken, other places can only call it Roasted Chicken with Potatoes."

The Xiong brothers buried their heads in the rice in unison, conveying a belief in everything from their movements to expressions - eat quickly, finish eating quickly!

The two brothers almost suffered from intestinal spasms after eating a meal. At the checkout, the proprietress gave four cups of yogurt with a smile and said something in Uygur.

Adding a spoonful of sugar to the old yogurt is simply delicious in the world. After Wang Sanxiao finished drinking it, he was about to speak when suddenly there was a loud bang outside the door, and a huge hot wave rushed into the store door. The glass window exploded instantly, and the broken glass was like Bullets generally scatter.

Wang San smiled and pushed Wei Cong down, roaring, "Squat down! Quick!"

Then explosions sounded one after another, and fanatical slogans and screams came from the streets.