Fusheng Chronicle

The Antique Street near NTU is well-known throughout the country. It is full of hawkers, and there are also various high-end and expensive antique shops.

They are hung with antique plaques and located in the bustling city, as if they have traveled back to the past.

Miao Changfeng, who was in a suit and leather shoes, was struggling through the crowd with a briefcase between his hands.He was born fair, with a look of eagerness on his handsome and delicate face, but he had to be squeezed into a nameless alley in the corner along with the crowd.

It's [-]:[-] in the morning, he has been late for a long time, and he is afraid that he will not be able to catch up with work.

Miao Changfeng sighed, took out his mobile phone from his purse, and dialed, "Hello? I'm Miao Changfeng."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Miao Changfeng slightly frowned and said: "I'm at the Antique Street now, there are too many people, I guess I won't be able to catch up with the first class, please tell the dean for me, and change to another class." class."

After hanging up the phone, Miao Changfeng was thinking about when he should buy a scooter.Walking out of the exit of the subway, you must pass through this antique street, and it is always crowded with people, comparable to the train station at the peak of the Spring Festival travel season.

Just as Miao Changfeng was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a crooked line written on the bluestone wall in the alley.

Please turn left 20 meters into Fushengpu.

For some unknown reason, Professor Miao Changfeng, who always went to work on time, unexpectedly walked deep into the alley.He chanted the name of Fushengpu, secretly guessing what kind of shop it might be.

Usually opened in this kind of place, and with such an elegant name, it can only be an antique shop.

Miao Changfeng comforted himself in his heart, anyway, he was going to give his uncle a birthday present in a few days, and happened to be passing by today to have a look.It doesn't hurt to be a little late for work if you can find something good at this antique shop.

The dark and damp bluestone alley seems out of tune with the prosperity of the outside world. The stone steps are covered with moss, and the sunlight slantly shines into the long and narrow path, which is long and seemingly endless.

After walking for a few minutes, the road ahead suddenly became clear.An antique house is located at the end of the alley, with auspicious stone beasts, vermilion gates, and gold-plated door handles, everything looks like an ancient landlord's mansion.

Miao Changfeng was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and read out the big characters on the carved wooden sign at the gate of the house, "Fushengpu?"

For some reason, Miao Changfeng felt familiar at this moment.

Such an ancient house, even if it is just a replica, must have existed for some years.Although the location is a bit out of the way, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary antique shops to reach this level.

Miao Changfeng hesitated for a while.But after he thought about it, he skipped work and came here, so it's not good to go to school empty-handed.It's better to knock on the door and have a look, even if it's not an antique shop, it's worth the trip.

Thinking like this, Miao Changfeng boldly stepped forward and knocked on the door.The strange thing is that just as his hand touched the door, the door opened automatically.

Miao Changfeng was intimidated at first, but later sighed secretly that such an ancient store could keep up with the times and install automatic door openers.He tentatively took the first step, feeling like he stepped into another world.

The shop was as dark as night, and there were two Changxin palace lanterns on either side of the door, shining a strange light faintly.

Miao Changfeng couldn't help touching the palace lantern, and quickly wiped his fingers with a tissue, thinking that it must be a fake.The shop owner didn't even think about it, the genuine Changxin Palace Lantern was on display in the museum.

At first glance, the store area is not large, with several large wooden shelves on both sides, on which various ancient objects are displayed.To be honest, Miao Changfeng didn't believe they were genuine.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, the black cloth curtain was lifted by a pair of delicate hands, and a young man in black robe leaned out, with long hair tied up, looking at Miao Changfeng indifferently: "Excuse me, is your Excellency?"

Miao Changfeng was taken aback for a moment, looking back at the past foolishly, he had the illusion of being apart for a thousand years.He shook his head, lamenting that even an antique shop owner can look so handsome now, and let those Korean oppas who have undergone plastic surgery live.

He coughed, straightened up, and showed his professorial attitude: "I want to buy a pair of calligraphy and paintings. My name is Miao Changfeng, and I am a professor of economics at the nearby Nanjing University."

"Oh." The young man responded without explaining his plan.He walks on the wooden frame and sees the shuttle, and the hem of his clothes flutters as he walks, revealing a pair of feet on clogs, which makes people look at it without taking their eyes off it.

Finally, the young man stopped in front of a row of wooden shelves, bent slightly and took out a scroll.He blew the dust on it, and handed it to Miao Changfeng without looking at it: "Just take a look."

Miao Changfeng was stunned for a moment, staring at the other person's hand holding the painting scroll tightly, he couldn't believe that this person's whole body was so perfect.He hurriedly took the scroll and opened it with shaking hands.

This is a magnificent landscape painting. Although the scroll is yellowed, it does not affect its aesthetics at all, but adds a bit of historical charm.

However, what left Miao Changfeng speechless the most was the flamboyant title in the lower right corner.He twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered: "Tang Yin Tang Bohu? Is this Chinese cabbage? You can see it everywhere."

The young man glanced at him casually, walked to the recliner and sat down: "This painting is for you."

"Ah?" Miao Changfeng reacted and waved his hand quickly, "How can this be done, even if it's fake, you don't need to give it to me, right?"

"I'll give it to you, don't make any more noise. If you have nothing to do, leave. I want to rest."

Zhou Shengxiao lay down lazily, as if he didn't bother to give alms at all.Miao Changfeng couldn't help being surprised to meet such an indifferent shopkeeper.He took out a stack of banknotes with a large amount of money from his leather bag and put them on the wooden table, said goodbye with the scroll between them: "Then I won't bother, but I don't know if the money is enough, I will come to visit another day with money."

Seeing that the person had left, Zhou Shengxiao leaned back from the reclining chair.His voice is lingering and pathetic, tired and seductive: "A Bao, make me a cup of tea."

"Okay." Came the young man's reply.

After a while, a boy dressed in a shirt and jeans came over cautiously with a cup of tea, "Brother Zhou, be careful not to burn it."

"Hehe." He smiled lowly, "It's not like you don't know how many years I haven't felt the heat or cold."

Xu Yanbao said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I forgot for a while..."

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Shengxiao took a sip of the tea from the sapphire teacup, with an indescribably handsome and coquettish expression.

Xu Yanbao said: "Brother Zhou, was the guest just now Miao Changfeng?"

Zhou Shengxiao nodded.

"Then why did you drive him away?"

"Where did I chase him away?" Zhou Shengxiao raised his eyebrows, "In a few days, I will transfer to Nantah University to attend classes, so it is convenient to take care of him."

In any case, the ending of the Republic of China period must not be repeated again.

"Brother Zhou, your hair? And clothes..." Xu Yanbao felt a little distressed when he thought that Brother Zhou, who always lived like an ancient man, would have to step into the society and have to cut his hair and change his clothes.

Zhou Shengxiao caressed the lines on the tea lid, his eyes were empty and empty: "It's time to cut it too."

……

The summer heat is the most unbearable thing in Nanshi.The sky is full of white light, there are few pedestrians on the road, but the antique street is still full of people.

Holding the men's clothing paper bag just returned from shopping, Xu Yanbao said goodbye to his classmates with a smile: "Thank you for going shopping with me today."

The tall basketball team captain looked puzzled, "Who did you buy the clothes for? Why did you ask me to try on the clothes? I'm one meter tall □□ah."

Xu Yanbao shrugged: "For my boss. How can I afford such expensive clothes, besides, he is 1.9 meters [-], taller than you."

Walking into the store, the familiar air-conditioning hits your face.The heat of midsummer was dissipated a lot at once, Xu Yanbao slapped his cheeks, put a few paper bags on the ground, but was shocked when he raised his head.

The lazy man was lying on the chaise longue as usual, his hair was cut into a fashionable middle parted bangs, and he was wearing a silk black robe, without any sense of disobedience.

Xu Yanbao sighed helplessly: "When did you get your hair cut?"

Zhou Shengxiao picked up a cherry and put it in his mouth, which matched his lip color very well, "Of course it was when you didn't know it."

Xu Yanbao pointed to the pile of paper bags on the ground and said, "The clothes I bought for you when I broke my leg today, you should be able to wear them to school tomorrow, right?"

"One more thing," Xu Yanbao said seriously: "Do you have connections to be a transfer student in such a well-known institution as Nantah University? I will be a senior in high school next year. If you have connections, why don't you just send me in?"

Zhou Sheng Xiaopi smiled and said: "I don't have that kind of supernatural ability. I didn't say that I was going to be a bad student. The principal of Nantah University promised me the position of professor of the Department of Archeology and let me go to class."

"Okay." Xu Yanbao wept bitterly, his grades had always been poor, and he was completely a lump of mud that couldn't support the wall.And the reason why he was able to attend a key high school was because Zhou Shengxiao spent a lot of money to send him in.

"Wait," Xu Yanbao said suddenly: "Since you are going to be a professor, what about the casual clothes I bought for you? You should wear formal clothes."

"So," Zhou Shengxiao pointed to the door: "Now go back and buy it for me."

Xu Yanbao almost vomited blood, but he had to obediently turn around and go back to the shopping mall, and then contacted the scary basketball team captain to try on his clothes.

Zhou Shengxiao, who was behind him, once again nestled on the imperial concubine chair boneless, covered with a thin silk quilt even though it was a hot day, and put cherries in his mouth one after another.

"Is anyone there? There is Zhou Shengxiao's courier, come out and get it!" The door was roughly beaten by the courier brother.

Zhou Shengxiao frowned, sat up from the chair, stepped on clogs and walked over to open the door.

"It's my courier." He quickly signed for the courier with a cold face, took the paper box and slammed the door with a "slap".

The courier brother was dumped for a while, touched his nose, and indulged in the peerless beauty of the beauty in ancient costume just now.

He looked around and said to himself, "Could it be that I have time-traveled?"

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