Yongzheng is modern

"Simple, is there any program on the weekend?" Old Jane leaned on the door, looked at someone who was lying in the room reading a book, and said with a face full of plans.

Yinzhen looked at Lao Jian like this, and felt very comfortable. This is like a home. Although there are few pictures about his parents in his simple memory, there are many, many things about this grandfather, like an old child. From being serious to now being lively every year, if you don't look at age or appearance, you really think he is a college student.

Yinzhen looked at his grandfather indifferently, and raised the book in his hand.

Old Jane saw that this grandson was getting more and more unruly, walked into the house, and threw the book aside, "Staying at home reading all day long, I feel stupid, let's go, go shopping with grandpa. "

Yinzhen was speechless, really speechless.This old man, no, for a person who has lived for nearly 300 years, this age is considered young, but his is too out of the ordinary.

"Where are you going?" Yinzhen didn't count on watching, and just happened to go out with this old man to see him.

"Panjiayuan", Old Jane walked into Yinzhen, looked at Yinzhen seriously, a strange light flashed in his eyes, "You are getting more and more strange, you say everything is cold, don't learn from serial dramas My hero, pretend to be ruthless and stand out, hey, you are not cute at all now." The old man shrugged helplessly, and the idea of ​​his grandson turning into those nasty words in the series appeared in his mind , staged a scene of love and love, goosebumps are about to rise.

Yinzhen was very calm when he heard these trendy words from Lao Jian. This old man can really keep up with the trend. The words that often come out of his mouth are like the word "thunder" commonly used on computers. When gathering with other old men, the old man's occasional words made everyone look at each other in dismay.

Yinzhen is a little complacent about being able to integrate into this era, but often feels conflicted because his inherent thinking is challenged by new things.

"I used to be much cuter, but since I came back from Tianjin, I've become weird. Is it because grandpa usually neglected you and made you change all of a sudden!" Old Jian's tone changed from reminiscence to pity to self-blame. The tone of voice matches several facial expressions.

Yinzhen used a very fashionable word to express it, the black line...

Old Jane doesn't want to act in the TV series, the actor is really a waste of talent.

"Old man, I suddenly realized that if you don't become an actor, it's really a waste of talent." Yinzhen said seriously to the old man, with a regretful expression on his face.

Upon hearing this, Old Jane's eyes blossomed with joy, but a shy smile appeared on her face. "Don't tell me, many people praised me for my talent, why didn't they come to me!" Old Jane said in self-pity.

"That's right, don't those people have vision? Why don't you go to Beijing Film Studio or Zhongxi Opera all the time? If you meet Wang Xiaokai or Feng Gang and let you act, won't you be famous?" Yinzhen's eyes were piercing, and in line with his sincere tone, Comrade Jian was a little smug, hum, my grandson is better.

"That's right, it doesn't matter who your grandpa is." The old man was praised by his grandson, and the corners of his mouth were so big that they almost didn't split behind his ears.

Smiling as if he suddenly thought of something, he immediately put on a straight face, "What are you dawdling about, if you haven't changed your clothes yet, come with me." Holding back his frightened look, he turned and left the room after speaking.

"Panjiayuan is a good place, but there are more and more counterfeit products, and the possibility of genuine products is rare. Last time, there was an old man who bought a bowl at a street stall for [-] yuan and took it home. After the appraisal, It’s from Ge Kiln, oh my god it’s really worth a thousand gold, but that old man is too unlucky to have a heart attack in excitement, and he just disappeared.” Comrade Xiao Jian followed behind Comrade Jian, listening to the old man’s words. Comrade Jian told stories, and once again deeply realized that the old Comrade Jian could not just be an actor, because he was too simple. According to his old talent, he was very suitable for talking about cross talk and storytelling.

"It's really a blessing to buy, but not a blessing to think about it." Old Jane said with a look of regret.

No, there are some young people following behind, listening to Comrade Jian's story with great interest.

"Don't worry, if you spend ten yuan to find a treasure, it's genuine and worth thousands of gold, I won't tell you." Yinzhen and Comrade Lao Jian were shoulder to shoulder, with a dry tone.

Comrade Old Jian was taken aback, unable to turn his head, "Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll be like that old man. What if you can't stand the stimulation? It's best not to tell you." Yinzhen curled his lips, and Old Jane couldn't help thinking of this scene.

"You brat, it belongs to your grandpa. If it's true, I must tell your grandpa to know!" Old Comrade Jian rapped Yinzhen's head viciously.

Yinzhen froze for a moment, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

Comrade Jian was frightened, his grandson suddenly became full of aura, and people couldn't help but kowtow to the ground, it was quite scary.

The people who followed them saw that they "swiped" back two meters away.

Seeing Lao Jian's appearance, Yinzhen felt a kind of warmth and intimacy in his heart. This must be family affection.

Seeing that little Jane had finally recovered, old Jane couldn't help thinking, who is this little Jane thinking about, the older she gets, the weirder she becomes.Shaking his head, he pretended that what happened just now didn't happen, and continued shopping.

"Young man, is Lao Wang there?" Yinzhen followed Lao Jian to the front of a shop decorated in an ancient style. Personal character.Yinzhen looked around the lobby outside the store calmly, just looking at the door, not the cars and scenery on the side of the road, he would definitely think that he was in that time, uh, now it is called ancient times.

"Wait a moment." The young man saw it, and ran to the back quickly.

Yinzhen approached the store door and looked it over carefully. It was strange to see that there were not too many antiques on the facade, and the most were just a few in the cabinet on the right. Looking at it with his eyes, they were all modern. Most of the imitations.

However, "Hi, please show me that jug." Yinzhen said to the waiter standing in the stage.

The waiter in the mandarin jacket took a look, and quickly took down the jug and handed it to Yinzhen.

"What wind blows you here?" A mid-spirited voice came out from behind the screen, smiling so much that there was only a line in the eyes, giving people a very friendly feeling.

How could such a person be truly friendly?

"Come and see your old friend, can't you?" Comrade Jian patted Comrade Wang on the shoulder and said with a smile.I heard their laughter in a small shop.Yinzhen didn't speak either, just rubbing the wine pot with his fingers carefully, the glaze color is good, the texture is also good, it's a pity that the pattern is slightly flawed, modern handicraft.

"Thank you." Yinzhen returned the jug to the waiter.

Old Wang noticed Yinzhen who was standing on the other side early in the morning. The wine jug, Lao Wang's eyes shrank. The wine jug is the best antique quality placed on it, and it can be regarded as a medium-sized item in the store. It's just that there are so many things. Is it a coincidence that he took this one?

When I was chatting with Old Jane, I still didn't forget to pay attention to him, but he put it back after rubbing it with his fingers for a while, with a faint look in his eyes.

"Aren't you satisfied with that jug?" Old Wang also walked to the counter, picked up the jug and looked at it.

Yinzhen didn't say anything, but Old Jane came up and patted him.

"It's called Grandpa Wang." Then he smiled at Old Wang. "This is my grandson, simple."

"This is your precious grandson, why are you willing to bring it out!" Lao Wang certainly knows Lao Jian's grandson, and he is the only one among their many friends who studies history and appraises cultural relics, and Egger is no more It is an elective course only.However, how can historical antiques be so easy to understand? With the eyes he has practiced for so many years, there are still times when he sees things wrong.