Sourness

Miyue felt a little reconciled, so she looked through all the picture albums again, and then asked her with the waiter's dissatisfied gaze, "Don't you have a relatively complete picture album?"

The round-faced waiter was taken aback by what he said, pointed to the album on his left hand and said, "This edition was just made at the beginning of this year..."

It's only April now, and counting, it's been less than two months since this edition of the album was put on the shelves.

Mi Yue shook her head, "This book is not complete."

Since it is a private museum, publicity and promotion must be paid attention to, otherwise everyone only knows about the provincial museum, who knows that there is such a private museum in Binhai City.There is no reason why a fine product like blood pattern porcelain should be ignored.

Thinking of this, Mi Yue felt a slight pause in his heart. He suddenly remembered that the introduction card placed on the platform where the blood-patterned porcelain was placed was not marked with blood-patterned porcelain, but white porcelain from the Northern Song kiln.

I have never heard of such a nickname for blood-pattern porcelain, and it is probably made up by the curator himself.

Mi Yue opened the picture album in her hand again, and searched up and down according to the list.No, even the false name of Yaobianbaici was not included in the catalogue.

Mi Yue pushed the catalog in front of the waiter, "Where does the kiln turn into white porcelain?"

The round-faced waiter finally realized what he asked, and said with a sigh of relief: "Kiln-shaped white porcelain is the latest collection of our owner, so..."

Miyue was a little disappointed, and asked her tentatively, "Can I take a photo? No flash."

The round-faced waiter shook his head, "Sorry, we have rules..."

On the other side of the counter, Feng Qiao bought a few boxes of imitation porcelain handicrafts, and just paid the bill, when he turned around and saw that Mi Yue was still arguing with the waiter, he came over and asked him, "Is there anything you like? I'm treating you."

Mi Yue shook her head, "Thank you. But I'm giving it away, so it's not appropriate for you to invite me."

He took a few copies of the latest edition of the album with some regret, and asked the waiter unwillingly, "Can you ask your staff to take a photo? I don't take it myself. The photos are sold to me at the price of the album. is this okay?"

The round-faced waiter shook his head dumbfounded, "I'm sorry, sir, we have never had such a precedent, this request..."

Mi Yue made a please gesture, "Could you please ask the supervisor for me, beautiful woman? Just ask, okay? After all, blood pattern porcelain is rare, and there is no provincial blog..."

The waiter was slightly taken aback, and looked up at him, "You just said... blood pattern porcelain?"

"Isn't it?" Mi Yue was also stunned, thinking that he should not be mistaken for such a wide-opening thing.

The waiter didn't know what to think of, and looked at Mi Yue hesitantly, "How about I ask the supervisor?"

Mi Yue nodded hurriedly.So the waiter took the mobile phone and ran aside to make a call.

Feng Qiao leaned over to take a look, and then understood what Mi Yue wanted to do.He touched Miyue with his elbow, and lowered his voice to discuss with him, "If you get it, share it with me."

Mi Yue asked him with a smile, "Are you going to court your girlfriend?"

"Hey, what kind of girlfriend, haven't you caught up yet?" Feng Qiao said with a smile, "It's really pretty, I just want to keep a photo, and take it out for appreciation when it's okay."

Miyue nodded.

This thing is exhibited publicly, just for people to see it casually.The picture album printed in the next issue may include the information on the blood pattern porcelain. As an ordinary visitor, he has nothing to keep secret for others.

The round-faced waiter came back a few minutes later, and said to Miyue with a little apology: "The supervisor said, our new album has a sample issue, and it will take two or three days for the official album to be printed. How about you give us Leave a phone address, and when the picture book arrives, we can send it for you?"

Mi Yue hesitated.He can wait for two or three days, but after all, he doesn't live in his own house, so it doesn't seem appropriate to just leave the address of someone else's house.

"That's it," Mi Yue discussed with her, "Let me leave a call. If the album arrives, I'll come and pick it up myself."

The round-faced waiter looked at him with a slight condemnation in his eyes.

Miyue understood her eyes, and felt a little embarrassed, "That's right, I'm a foreigner, and I came to Binhai on a business trip to do some business. Now I live in someone else's house, so...it's not very convenient."

The round-faced waiter gave an "oh" and nodded in understanding.She took out a visitor register from under the counter, opened a page, and handed it to Mi Yue.

"The blood pattern porcelain has been exhibited for several days, but few people know it." The round-faced waiter asked him with a smile, "Are you an appraiser?"

Mi Yue shook her head, "I work in a museum."

Mi Yue held the register book and hesitated for a while, but did not leave her name, but just wrote down her phone number, and added a sentence at the back: A memorial book containing the content of blood pattern porcelain.

"Ah, then we can be regarded as traveling together." The round-faced waiter took the register from him, smiled and said to Mi Yue: "Sir, we will call you as soon as possible."

Mi Yue felt that once she heard that he was a colleague, the round-faced waiter's attitude suddenly became enthusiastic, and her eyes seemed to glisten.

Feng Qiao quietly touched him with his arm again, and teased him with a laugh, "This girl is trying to trick you, don't you just have a crush on you?"

Mi Yue also laughed, but he was laughing at Feng Qiao, and felt that this friend he just met was like a heartless big boy.People with this personality, no matter where they are placed, can easily mingle with those around them.

Just like his second senior brother Wang Zhou.

"Let's have a meal together." As soon as Feng Qiao walked out of the gate of the museum, he extended an invitation to Mi Yue.

Mi Yue was about to decline when he said with a smile: "We hit it off, right? Besides, didn't you promise me a share of their new album?"

Giving him a new picture album won't get any favors.After all, the museum will officially put on the shelves after a while.Mi Yue didn't want to go out to eat, mainly because yesterday's experience of eating out left a little shadow on him.He really didn't want to connect the seemingly unrelated things of "eating" and "meeting troublesome things" anymore.

Feng Qiao was already very familiar with him, and he acquiesced, "How did you get here? Take a taxi? That's even better, follow me. I'll take you to a place where the food is very delicious."

Miyue is not good at dealing with this kind of self-talk, so go if you want, since he has to eat anyway.Besides, his luck shouldn't be that bad, he would run into trouble everywhere... He only knew a few people in Binhai City.

"Okay," Mi Yue agreed, "Let me treat you. Please give me a ride later."

It happened to save him the trouble of taking a taxi.

"It's okay to send you off." Feng Qiao said with a smile: "But I'll treat you. Didn't you say that you are from another city on a business trip? Just treat you like a buddy."

The two chatted and laughed until they reached the parking lot, and Mi Yue discovered that Feng Qiao was also a rich man.Although he doesn't know much about cars, he still knows the three-pronged logo standing up on the front of the car.

Feng Qiao carried a few boxes and bags to put things in the trunk, and Mi Yue walked to the front of the car and carefully looked at the car logo that represented a lot of money.

This was the first time for Mi Yue to look at a luxury car up close. He was just about to reach out to touch the material of the three-fork car logo when he heard two chirping voices chatting in his ears.

"It's this car. There's nothing wrong with it. There's a small branch in front of the car."

Miyue paused in her heart.

Small twig? !

Another voice muttered, "I don't know what delicious food is hidden here, why come and come again... What are they looking for?"

Miyue was taken aback.He looked up and saw that there was a green belt in front of the front of the car, and there were two sparrows parked on the tree, their heads leaning against each other, whispering.

Mi Yue took two steps closer, and asked Sparrow in a low voice, "Has anyone ever opened this car door?"

The little sparrow didn't realize that the man was talking to them, and jumped up and down happily on the branch, and answered him very naturally, "Yes, yes, they also opened the door of the car with the small branch in front. .”

Mi Yue's heart skipped a beat.

If it's stealing, the thief will open the door, but who's going to open the hood?

If it wasn't for stealing...

Mi Yue felt that the situation in front of her was a bit tricky.

Sure enough, when it comes to going out to eat, there will always be inexplicable troubles.

Mi Yue was a little worried about how to tell Feng Qiao about this matter.It's easy to say "someone moved your car", but if Feng Qiao asked him how he knew, how would he explain it?

What did the sparrow tell him? !

Mi Yue put her hand on the three-pronged symbol, thinking that indeed rich people are more troublesome.I don't know when I made an enemy for myself.

Feng Qiao put his things away and came over, said with a smile: "It's hot weather, what's wrong, get in the car."

Mi Yue patted on the car logo, "This is the first time I've seen a luxury car up close, so take a second look."

Feng Qiao laughed, "I said you wouldn't be able to..."

Mi Yue said: "Well, let's not drive. Where to eat, take a taxi there. I'm fine in the afternoon, how about we have a drink or two later?"

Feng Qiao readily agreed.

Mi Yue breathed a sigh of relief, although she still had to find a way to remind Feng Qiao that the car had better be checked, but at least the first hurdle was passed.

As soon as the two of them walked to the side of the road, a taxi with a sign of "Empty Car" drove over. The driver was a middle-aged man with a friendly face, and asked them with a smile, "Where are you two gentlemen going?"

Feng Qiao got into the car and asked Mi Yue, "Can you eat seafood? How about going to the time-honored Seafood City on Mingshan Road."

"I know, I know," the driver uncle nodded repeatedly, "It's an old shop, we locals all know it. Some of their seafood is local, and some are imported. Those are very expensive, and most people can't afford them." .”

What he said was so funny that the two young men laughed.

The driver added: "Just now the traffic station reported that several streets near Changjiang Road are blocked. Let's walk by the river and go around the Experimental Primary School in front."

Feng Qiao smiled and said, "Okay. Uncle, as long as you don't detour us on purpose."

The uncle quickly said: "No, no, we are a serious rental company!"

Mi Yue didn't even know the place names they mentioned.He was still thinking about how to remind Fengqiao to find someone to check his luxury car, so he heard Fengqiao ask the driver, "It has been raining for the past few days, and it is said that the water level of Tangjia River has risen very much."

"It's still rising," the uncle driver replied, "The Tangjia River is directly discharged into the sea, so the lakes in the upper reaches are all drained into the Tangjia River. The traffic station is still reminding everyone of safety issues these days. If this level of water is really going to drop, that would be terrible."

The author has something to say:

He also said that he is a serious taxi company, but in fact he is not so serious~~