The wonderful life of Xu Damao, who is full of love in the courtyard

"If this person is suddenly transferred from his original position, he will not get used to it for a few days. I, He Yuzhu, still regard me as the cook who cooks. If Mahua reminded me, I would have forgotten that I was the director of the canteen. Deputy Factory Xu Long, have you chosen recently?"

Xu Damaoquan pretended not to hear, bypassing Sha Zhu's body and continuing on his way.

What are you talking about with a shitty person.

Lower your knowledge level.

Xu Damao didn't want to be as knowledgeable as Sha Zhu, but Shazhu wanted to be as knowledgeable as Xu Damao. Seeing that Xu Damao ignored him, he hurriedly took two steps and stopped Xu Damao again.

Why did Shazhu insist on stopping Xu Damao at this time, to show off his prestige as the director of the canteen.

On the one hand, there is this smell of adding insult to injury, on the other hand, it is unbalanced in my heart. Why is my sister, He Yushui, so kind to Xu Damao?

more than five years.

He Yushui often came to the courtyard, carrying things every time.

pity.

These things were not for Sha Zhu, but He Yushui bought them specially for Xu Damao.

Every time Yushui came to see Xu Damao with something, Sha Zhu would look at that scene with his envious eyes. He really hoped that He Yushui would come to see him with something.

"Deputy Director Xu, why are you here? You are a warehouse keeper now, are you in such a hurry?"

"Director He." Xu Damao called Shazhu Director He, and at the moment Shazhu was astonished, Xu Damao smiled and pointed to the top of Shazhu's head, and left the courtyard with a smile.

Today is the first time Xu Damao went to the street warehouse to report.

I thought I was mentally prepared, but when Xu Damao appeared at the warehouse door, I realized that I still underestimated some things after all, and realized that my imagination was so narrow.

The first impression is shocking.

Said it was a warehouse.

In fact, it is a small gymnasium. There are several such gymnasiums. This is Xu Damao's future work and management position.

The second impression is silence.

The so-called waste warehouse, which covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters, seems so out of place with the outside.

A small brick wall.

Divide it into two different worlds.

Various activities were going on vigorously outside the brick wall, but inside the brick wall was silent as if only Xu Damao existed.

In fact.

Xu Damao was the only one present at the scene. People treated this place like a snake and a scorpion. Look at the former custodian who handed over the key to the warehouse to Xu Damao and ran away. A forgotten existence.

Those people either run to learn, or run to be learned.

The scene was quiet.

Only the sound of Xu Damao's breathing sounded. Looking around, the quiet atmosphere of the scene made Xu Damao feel a little panic in his heart.

Too quiet.

Quietly scary.

Set your mind.

It took Xu Damao a long time to barely open the lock of the first warehouse with the key.

The scene that caught his eyes made Xu Damao's mind, which had already been shocked to the extreme, fall into a strong uneasiness, and the warehouse was densely packed with things.

Whether large or small, they are either painted with patterns of ladies or landscapes, and they are square, round, or flat pots and jars.Wooden furniture of various shapes, round or square, or tables, or beds, or birdcages.And so on and so on filled the entire warehouse, there seemed to be no place to even step down.

Analyze it from the dust scattered above.

It is estimated that this warehouse has not been opened for three or four years.

Xu Damao frowned, and slapped the dust in front of his mouth with his right hand when he suddenly entered the warehouse.

Take a step.

Can't help lowering his head.

There is something like a painting scroll under the sole of the foot.

Picture.

Xu Damao's first impression was painting. He bent down and picked up the painting scroll that he accidentally stepped on, patted the dust on the scroll with his hand, and blew on it with his mouth.

Untie the rope that tied the painting scroll and unfold it slowly.

A lifelike portrait of ink bamboo was displayed in front of Xu Damao.

Xu Damao didn't know painting, but even if he didn't know painting, he looked at this painting with the eyes of a layman, and still found that this painting was different.

Very valuable.

This is Xu Damao's first perception brought to him by painting, and then a more realistic cognition that emerged.

Naturally, you can't go wrong with valuable paintings.

The gaze moves down the scroll.

The name and seal of Zheng Banqiao flew into Xu Damao's eyes.

Ink bamboo painting by Zheng Banqiao, one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou.

Famous works.

Xu Damao restored his painting to its original state and put it aside.

This painting will be taken back by Xu Damao.

It's not that Xu Damao is guarding and stealing, but there is no detailed list of the things in these warehouses. Where did they come from?Where did it come from?No one knows who the original owner was.

to be honest.

It's just a muddled account.

Xu Damao must seize such an opportunity.

Even if Xu Damao didn't take these things, others would take them away. Instead of fattening the pockets of others, why didn't Xu Damao build his own wallet.