Ginger's grocery store

"Luo Shen Tu" is 2.12 meters high and 1.22 meters wide. It uses a variety of carving techniques. It can be said to be a masterpiece of brick carving, stone carving, jade carving and even wood carving. It will be exhibited in autumn every year for three months. Going out will attract art lovers from all over the country. It takes a whole day to stop and look at it. They are so fascinated by the goddess that they are lost in the Nanzhou Museum.

Such an outstanding collection was commented as "no aura, but mediocre", Jiang Yuan was a little bit aggrieved by this, and wanted to know how earth-shattering the original work was.Seeing the slow progress of the staff, who almost engraved "The Picture of Luoshen" in his mind, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but speak out. Seeing the other party's questioning, Jiang Yuan was not convinced when he returned to his 20-year-old temperament, and followed the somewhat youthful spirit. Pointing to the bricks held by the team leader, he said: "The head of "Luo Shen Tu" has flowing clouds, which look similar to water patterns, but the flowing cloud patterns are clear and shallow, more elegant and flowing. The water patterns under the feet In order to express the feeling of flowing water, it will be a few tenths of a millimeter deeper when engraved, making it more thick, and the water is gurgling, gentle but not elegant."

In the picture, the goddess is standing in the water arched by the waves, the water is flowing slowly under her feet, there is a large area of ​​blank space above her head, and the flowing clouds are above, and there are green hills in the distance. All the backgrounds are full of ethereal feeling. It is intended to bring out the aura of the goddess.

The team leader compared them, and had to admit in his heart that this was really the case.

In his early forties, he spent all his youthful years in Nanbo, and all the years before retirement must have been included.Dealing with cultural relics all the year round, his temper is inevitably stubborn and stubborn, and he doesn't know how to adapt. In his opinion, the curator took out "The Picture of Luoshen" to please the powerful, and he looked down upon it extremely in his heart, and another young man pointed out with a frivolous attitude. I became even more angry in my heart, and unconsciously brought my emotions on my face.

Seeing that what Jiang Yuan said was right now, he let go of his deepest breath and humbly asked for advice, "Look at the lines on this brick, is it going upwards or should it be downwards?"

"Up, I looked at the imitation, and the upward engraving will be slightly deeper." Jiang Yuan can be described as meticulous in observation. When his grandmother taught him to cook, he paid attention to observation, those conceptual "a little", "A small amount", "a little" and so on, there is a huge difference in use, and the taste will be completely different if the hands are a little heavier.

It is still possible to apply the cooking experience to other things.

Moreover, Jiang Yuan found that his brain was more useful after he was reborn, and the literature that he would only memorize after reading it two or three times was completely memorized after reading it once.

Talent does not lie in age, and among ordinary people, there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

The team leader who has been in the industry for more than 20 years was amazed by Jiang Yuan's observation ability, and he cared for the younger generation. While asking and taking the school exam, he also asked questions such as "where do you go to school", "what major do you study", "how old are you", The question of "what is the career plan after graduation" is quite the meaning of recruiting him into the Nanzhou Museum.

"Your vice president and I are classmates, from the same school, and we participated in a sorority together when we were in school." After a little investigation of interpersonal relationships, there may be contacts within 30 people, "Are you interested in taking the postgraduate entrance examination? The history department is very good, and the history department of Nanzhou University is one of the best in the whole country. If you want, I can directly talk to the dean of the history department, and you can directly guarantee graduate studies, and work in the museum after graduation.”

The team leader had an expression of "Look, a smooth future has been planned for you, hurry up and agree quickly", but Jiang Yuan is a small-minded person who just wants to become the official owner of a grocery store and gain a foothold in the Three Realms (small? ), and said shyly: "Thank you teacher, I work well in a grocery store. In the future, teacher, if you need anything urgently, you can find me at Kunwuju on the old street at the North Gate of the University. We have a lot of things in our store. complete."

Hearing this, the team leader was heartbroken, wishing to open Jiang Yuan's head to see what he was thinking!

Jiang Yuan saw that the gray-haired group leader was so angry that his face was blue, and he felt guilty, and quickly added: "My grocery store has a long history, and the real "Luo Shen Tu" came out of my store. There are no more old things than museums. Hand over."

The team leader frowned slightly, and made up his mind to persuade Jiang Yuan more in the future. Good seedlings should have a bigger and better stage.

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Jiang Yuan observed minutely, but the staff of the museum have conducted research on "Luo Shen Tu" for many years, so they know more about it than Jiang Yuan, no less.However, knowing the imitations is all about understanding. When encountering an authentic product that is almost completely different from the imitation, it is difficult to spell it out in a short time.

With Jiang Yuan's joining, the brick carvings were quickly put together.

Gathering around the table, everyone who saw "The Picture of Luoshen" was fascinated. It turns out that there really is a goddess in the world. She is holy, lonely, cold and lonely. Her beauty is lacking no matter what words are used to describe it. With smiles that are not eyes, lips that are not smiles, the goddess supported by Luoshui looked at all living beings indifferently and pitifully.

The real product, this is the real product, compared with the imitation product, it is really too ingenious and loses its charm (rhythm).

Moreover, the imitation is only a poor imitation of a part, and two or three tenths of the fairy clothes on the goddess are not imitated, let alone the unique aura.

"What is she holding in her hand?" On the imitation, the goddess raised her hands, palms up, fingers slightly curved, obviously holding something in her hands, but the imitation did not engrave it.After spelling out the real thing, the things on the palm showed the true face of Mount Lu, a roll of cloth and a scroll of letters, which looked unpretentious, but Jiang Yuan was particularly concerned about it.

At some point, Fang Chengyan stood behind Jiang Yuan, and he said slowly in a low and pleasant voice, "Hetu, Luoshu."

Jiang Yuan accepted Daikin’s shopkeeper training program and memorized many ancient books. The myths recorded in the ancient books themselves had contradictions. Peel away the cocoons in the mythological records, and spy on some ancient truths.

According to the records in the book, when the Great God Fuxi passed through the Yellow River, a dragon and a horse emerged, and the dragon and horse carried a "river map" on their backs, which evolved into gossip.As for Luoshu, Dayu failed to control the water for a long time, but he did not know the distribution of water veins in the world when he took the soil. Often the east side was cured, and the west side was flooded. Later, a turtle came out of the water and offered "Luoshu". Book, successfully control the water, draw out Kyushu.

Jiang Yuan said what he knew, and everyone present had more profound knowledge than himself, and what he said was nothing but trickery, and finally looked at Fang Chengyan eagerly, "Is that so?"

Fang Chengyan smiled, and moved the fingers hanging by his side, restraining himself from raising his hand to touch Jiang Yuan's head.He coughed twice, diverted his attention, and looked at the two volumes of "Luo Shen Tu", his eyes sank, "In the prehistoric era, there was once a god who was the master of all waters in the world and died to save the common people. The soul scattered in the heaven and the earth. Since then, thousands of waters have lamented and roared, and some rebellious people have resentment in their hearts, flooding them into disasters. The Emperor of Heaven sent Gun to control the waters, but after Gun died with injustice, Yu was born in his belly. Water control. The soil blocks the source of ten thousand waters, leaving 72 remnants of water veins, the flood recedes, and the water veins divide Kyushu."

"This is the first time I've heard Mr. Fang's version. The water veins have a master? I've never heard of a god in this record." After listening to Fang Sheng's story, Curator Liang became very interested in it. He wanted to sort out the context and make a system of the myths and stories that have been handed down from China to the present, and write a book of his own experience. It took him almost 20 years to collect the data. The more he collected, the more he was amazed by the imagination of the ancient ancestors. "Convenient Where did you hear it and see it?"

"It was just a trip and I occasionally heard about it from a traveler from an ethnic minority. I forgot to ask where he was from." Fang Chengyan expressed regret lightly.

"That's a pity. Different ethnic groups have different versions of the same story." Curator Liang looked at "The Picture of Luoshen" with regret and melancholy in his eyes.

Jiang Yuan keenly felt the loneliness from the people behind him, as if what he said just now was not a hearsay story to him, but the truth that he had seen with his own eyes.Looking back, the man stood tall and tall among the crowd, and the bright light above his head fell on him like a cold moonlight. The humble basement became different because of his existence, as if he had been so alone since ancient times , but stubbornly waiting for something.

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan became jealous because of his own thoughts, and he really envied those who were guarded by men.

Sensing Jiang Yuan's gaze, Fang Chengyan looked over, his cold eyes were completely hidden behind a mask of gentleness, and he smiled gently at Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan felt that the smile was extremely dazzling, and it was not real at all.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh." In the ten years of being together in the previous life, he had only seen a man laugh a few times. He tried his best to make him laugh, and that was the truth.

Fang Chengyan was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"When we go out, it's almost time for dinner. I'll treat you to dinner, Xiaohe Noodle House's signature noodles." Jiang Yuan licked his lips, looked up at Fang Chengyan and said, "I told you before. "During the ten years of poverty, Jiang Yuan would eat unsuitable exotic food in the cold wind and miss the taste of his hometown. He mentioned Xiaohe Noodle Restaurant more than once.

The words of refusal rolled on the tip of his tongue and he swallowed them back, Fang Chengyan said helplessly, "Okay."

Da Jin, who was nestled aside, felt that this scene was quite familiar, tilted his head, and couldn't remember it, probably because there were too many younger brothers, and when he was arguing for canned cats and occupying the entire Nanzhou City, he showed a helpless expression on his face. .

Seeing the ingenious and aura-filled "Luo Shen Tu" pieced together in his own hands, and inviting Fang Chengyan to have dinner together, Jiang Yuan is full of confidence and walks with wind, wishing to be proud with his hips on his hips for a while.

Curator Liang sent them away, and met a group of people at the exit. In the middle was a lady who was walking slowly while touching her belly. Surrounded by seven or eight assistants and bodyguards, she looked like a man worth tens of billions. Fang Chengyan is even more precious.

"Do you know me? According to your age, you should have grown up watching her TV series."

The tip of the nose lingered with the fragrance of evening jasmine, and Jiang Yuan knew who it was. He turned his head slightly and saw Hu Meili, with a short skirt covered with a lilac-colored light and short cloak, three or four meters away from him. Became a scourge? ! !