Chapter 55: Incense plate and pen holder

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On the first day of the fourth day of the fourth day, the two of them arrived in the capital, and after another two hours, they found the magical building. Xu Fei grinned straight and estimated the distance to Xiangshan Studios, so he had to live here.
The building was empty, the wind hummed, and the floors were shaking. Chen Xiaoxu took him to the third floor, walked through a long and narrow aisle, and stopped in front of a house.
"Boom boom!"
"Who?"
"its me!"
There was a lot of hustle and bustle in it before I heard the footsteps approaching and "Zhi Ya" revealed Zhang Li's round face.
"Oh my god, you really return ..."
Seeing her sister's surprise, she followed a glance, and the surprise came out a little bit more, "You are here too."
"What are you doing?"
Chen Xiaoxu squeezed in with big luggage, and saw the briquettes burning in the stove, red and red, and a small pot on the table, steaming with white gas.
"Yeah, cooking noodles, there is not even a little oily fragrance. Don't tell me, I have eaten this over the last few days?" She sniffed up close, not quite complimenting.
"The noodles are convenient. The province has cooked rice and cooked food. Have you eaten it?"
"..."
Chen Xiaoxu sat on the bed without speaking, but looked at someone, "Teacher Xu, don't you mean that?"
"Are there any restaurants open?"
After thinking for a while, Xu Fei said, "Hey, there is definitely something delicious at the Temple of Earth this year. Should we go shopping?"
"Okay, you are not renting the house next to the earth altar, just go shopping and see."
"But I have all cooked ..."
When Zhang Li saw the two of you, I settled the matter one by one, and it inevitably caused me a headache. "I won't go anymore. I still watch the script."
"You only have enough energy to study the characters, and get dressed quickly!"
Chen Xiaoxu pulled her and put a jacket on her. Zhang Li couldn't help but had to go out.
The three of them walked downstairs. Xu Fei saw her legs and legs a little unfavorable and asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"
"It's okay, I fell."
"How did you fall?"
"When I went to Mr. Zhou Ruchang's house on the first day, I almost collided with the bus halfway. Fortunately, nothing happened."
Gee!
The two also showed uneasy expressions, "Why are you going to someone's house on New Year's Day?"
"Going empty-handed, didn't Mr. Zhou give you lucky money?"
"I was also aware of it later. I'm so embarrassed. My husband still left me for dinner. I hurried away like a thief." Zhang Li thought of it only as funny, and he didn't complain at all.
But he said that after walking for a while, he took a bus to Ditan Park.
The Temple of Earth Temple was the earliest restored in Beijing. It was started from this year and will not fall from year to year. The nearby Yonghe Temple was overcrowded and lined up to burn incense. There are also many people in the park, one by one wrapped in large cotton-padded jackets, and snotted with cold, but that is also happy.
Because there are too few entertainment shows.
Xu Fei walked in and saw fake flowers hanging on the bare branches. A few tables were set up in the spacious area, and there were opera performances and old bridge artists playing tricks.
Mainly for snacks, the temple fair specially invited many old brands, such as Donglaishun, Baikuihao, Wontonhou, Cha Tang Li, etc., a shed, a simple facility, full of heat, is the prototype of a gourmet street.
Everyone ate from house to house, and first came to burn the mutton to make a base. The coldest winter lamb nibbles the mutton the warmest, but especially Zhang Li eats grass every day.
After eating the lamb, come to the bowl of hot soup wonton to reconcile.
Wonton Hou is a must in Beijing. The skin is as thin as paper, which is to put the skin on the newspaper and you can see the words on it. The meat stuffing is about the tip of the front hip, seven points thin and three points fat. A bowl of ravioli, 10 skins for one or two, and then one or two fillings, add together for two or two, no difference.
The soup is a big bone soup, which takes 6 hours to cook. The soup tastes strong and not greasy. There are seaweed, coriander and shrimp skin floating on it.
Although Xu Fei holds the meaning of stealing teachers, it is also full of happiness.
That's right, eating delicious food, the kind of food entangled with the taste buds of the tongue, and the physical and psychological satisfaction is to make people feel happy and make people want to laugh.
After eating ravioli, I ended up with a bowl of tea soup. The millet noodles are made into a batter, boiled in boiling water, sprinkled with brown sugar, white sugar and sugar osmanthus.
After this pass, everyone was shy and round.
The residence was very close, just walking and digesting food. When I arrived at the small courtyard, Xu Fei took the two of them in.
"Cappa!"
"Cappa!"
He clasped the knocker and shouted: "Auntie is there, auntie!"
"Yo, I came back so early, I haven't seen you in a few days, you are ... really watery!"
The aunt came out and stared at the two elder girls, stunned, "Your boy is a real person, so much blessing?"
"Don't talk nonsense, all are my friends, come and play."
"friend……"
The aunt looked through, "Good friends, have a little more fun."
Xu Fei ignored her and opened her small house. Like the ice cellar, she quickly led the coal stove and slowly got a little hot air.
Both of them came for the first time, much richer than expected.
"What did you do with so much furniture, or did the landlord leave it?"
Chen Xiaoxu looked at the left and sat on a round stool. "Why don't you throw this stool?"
"It's quite old. It's the Qing Dynasty when you take this, and it's from the Ming Dynasty when you take this ..."
Oops, Xu Fei, this comfortable, finally forced this out.
As a result, the two girls were unresponsive and looked at him with wide eyes, meaning "what's going on?"
Ya was instantly boring, "I collected everything in the house, a total of 97 antiques, but only 18 are better, like this ..."
"Don't say it first, let's guess."
Chen Xiaoxu stood up and stomped on in a pretense manner. The ghost ran straight to the zen chair and sat up. He felt very uncomfortable and moved his freely, and the whole person crossed his legs.
"I like this chair, it seems to be used for meditation."
She folded her hands together and smiled, "Do you think I look like a monk?"
"Fart to the family, knock on the wood."
"what?"
"Knock on the wood quickly."
Xu Fei grabbed her hand, knocked on the chair, and carried it down again, "New Year's Eve, don't say bad luck!"
Chen Xiaoxu was inexplicable.
Zhang Li also turned around, saw several snuff bottles on the shelf, then looked down, and then glanced at a blue material, a pair of men and women were parking sideways, could not help but blush, biting his lip Tao: "How do you, how can you even collect this thing?"
"What, let me see."
Chen Xiaoxu leaned over, his face also flushed, "Bah, it's really not a good person!"
"Feudal is not, it's called art ... Hey, what do you look like, and I didn't paint it? Playing hooligans is also an ancient man playing hooligans, but I am honest and kind, hardworking and hardworking ..."
Xu Feiyue said that he had no confidence, so he had to put the snuff bottle into the drawer.
Chen Xiaoxu snorted, picked up the white copper cigarette holder and put it down again, followed by the bull title, "There must be this."
"Yes, that was the paperweight of the Ming Dynasty."
"This too?" Zhang Li touched the desk.
"Well, this is Huanghuali furniture in the early Qing Dynasty."
"Oh, you haven't played it casually, will you be a collector in the future, like Zhang Boju, the son of the Republic of China, hey ..."
Zhang Li's eyes lit up, carefully picked up the pine flower stone carving Bodhi leaf incense plate, and said with a smile: "This is beautiful, what stone is made of?"
"Songhua Stone, produced in Changbai Mountain, is known as gel like cream, as thin as skin, as button as copper, and crisp and sweet."
"Is it?"
Zhang Li touched his ears and gave him a snap, and there was a crisp sound like knocking on the bronze. "It's really crisp and sweet."
She bounced a few more times and kept looking in her hand. "I feel this one is the best."
"Have a vision, this is one of the two most valuable things, hey, where do you like ..."
Xu Fei turned around and asked, but he saw Chen Xiaoxu sitting in the chair he usually sat on, playing with something in his hand. It was the pen holder.
The slender white tender fingers gently rub against the bamboo surface, seeming to feel the mottled texture and ancient charm that spans a century.
"Do you like this?"
"Ok."
Chen Xiaoxu tilted his head, "It seems to be spiritual, I think this one is the best."
(Chapter 44 also went in ...)