The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

　　 "It's okay, the teacher just suddenly hurt, and now it's okay." Zhang Xiaoyang stood up from the ground with his teeth clenched, interrupting the conversation of his companions. He glared fiercely at his companion, and then stared at Yang Dongxu.

　　 Fighting in school to find a teacher, or not to tell parents, this is the most despising thing. It was already shameful for Li Wei to be taken to the office. Now I will call the small report Zhang Xiaoyang and feel that he cannot afford to lose that person. They are all 8-year-old little men, but they are very face-saving.

　　 "Is it really okay? Would you like to go to the hospital to see it." Qi Xueming looked at Zhang Xiaoyang with a little worry. At this time, Zhang Xiaoyang's face was pale and sweating on his forehead. Obviously Yang Dongxu was not light. He instinctively felt that there seemed to be a problem here, but Zhang Xiaoyang admitted that he was uncomfortable, and he could not think of the problem for a while.

　　 "It's okay, the teacher just had a sudden pain, and now it's okay, I'm going back to class." Zhang Xiaoyang grudgingly smiled, and then walked a few steps with his teeth, then came back to the classroom quickly.

　　This class is a Chinese class, and the Chinese teacher obviously knows why these students have gone, so he didn't say anything to put a few people into the classroom.

　　Yang Dongxu smiled at Wu Xue, who was worried, and signaled that he was okay. After returning to his seat, he opened the Chinese textbook. As for the page that the Chinese teacher on the podium is talking about, you don’t have to care. He leaned back and took a thick English book out of the desk drawer to read it. As for the skirmish just now, he didn't care.

　　After the last lesson, Yang Dongxu packed his things and prepared to go home. Wu Xue carried his little schoolbag with a worried expression and leaned up.

　　 "It's really okay, what did the teacher criticize and let us come back to class?" Yang Dongxu grinned and rubbed Wu Xue's hair with his hand.

　　 The skin is so red and the blush is round and a little fat, and Wu Xue with two pigtails can't say how cute. Yang Dongxu always likes to make her hair messy to satisfy her bad taste.

　　 "You give me a little care." Zhang Xiaoyang walked over with a bitter look in his eyes.

　　 "What are you doing, Zhang Xiaoyang? If you dare to make trouble, I will tell the teacher." Yang Dongxu hadn't said anything yet, Wu Xue's eyes widened like a chicken.

　　Although she is mixed with Yang Dongxu all day long, she and Yang Dongxu are not the same. People look cute and don't say, study is okay, and very obedient. Absolute parents say that the children of others are still the small class leader in the class.

　　 "Humph." Zhang Xiaoyang turned coldly and left.

　　 He is still a bit scrupulous about Wu Xue, not because of Wu Xue's background. But the children who are good at school and obedient are all in the eyes of teachers.

　　 The fight between him and Yang Dongxu was a criticism at most, and even this time the teacher even protected him. If he was in conflict with Wu Xuenao, he must be the one who was criticized. He didn’t want to go home and be beaten. His father was very dark.

　　 "He is a bad boy, stay away from him in the future." Wu Xue explained like a little adult.

　　 "Okay." Yang Dongxu nodded with a smile and was maintained by a little fart boy. This kind of feeling is really a bit wonderful.

　　Hand in hand carrying a school bag home, Yang Dongxu quickly left the matter behind. There is nothing to worry about when the little fart kid fights, although Zhang Xiaoyang is more fooled than the average child. But a man in his forties and a little fart kid really have nothing to worry about.

　　Go home Yang Dongxu started to do his homework honestly. Not only did he write, but also Zhou Ya beside him. Zhou Ya has never been to school, Zhou Yiren has not taught elementary school students, and there is obviously no way to promote Yang Dongxu's education.

　　 So let Zhou Ya learn with Yang Dongxu, sit down and check from time to time, although it is a girl, but literacy is obviously not good.

　　So Yang Dongxu can be lazy. The homework assigned by the teacher in the school, he asked Zhou Ya to write it again, and do something wrong to teach him to deepen his impression.

　　As the teacher corrects his homework, he suddenly found that Yang Dongxu's homework, which was even prettier than his words, suddenly became the handwriting of a primary school student like a crab crawler. That is not what he cared about.

　　Unfortunately, the days are not long. When Zhou Yiren discovered the secret, he didn't say anything, nor did he let Yang Dongxu take Zhou Ya's homework. Even if Yang Dongxu's homework in English and Russian is heavy every day, Zhou Yiren still does not know where to find a German book, which makes Yang Dongxu's life completely into darkness.

　　 It was another Saturday when Yang Dongxu didn't have to attend class, he got up early in the morning and followed to help. Not long after finishing the exercises, Old Man Xuan and Zhou Ya pushed back with the dining car. Zhou Ya went back to make up, and the old man Xuan mysteriously let Yang Dongxu enter the house.

There are a total of four houses in the old man's courtyard, and there are exactly three rooms with the kitchen removed. In the past, there was a coffee table in the house. The East Room was his bed. The Westing House was empty. Today, the empty Westing House has a small coffee table. Next to it is a small set of four small stools.

　　The style of the coffee table and the stool is very simple, but it is antique, and the surface is very bright. This is the result of long-term use. Don't polish it to look more natural.

　　The sound of having a finger knock on Tuk Tuk is very thick. Yang Dongxu picked up a stool and tried it. He found that the stool was much heavier than it looked. He smelled a faint fragrance.

"this is......"

　　 "杌子." Old man Xuan said.

　　Yang Dongxu waited for a circle with his head in his eyes. He didn't know why the small stool in his hand was called a ladle.

"The ancestors who didn't learn the innocence will sooner or later be thrown away by you. This is called the round bar. Generally, the round bar is supported by four legs. The base is round and has no bottom. The bottom is empty. There are six of these four round bars. Legs, there is still a cover underneath, this is something that only big families used to have." Old man Xuan looked at Yang Dongxu with contempt and began to explain.

　　The stool is called a stool, what is the ladle? Yang Dongxu whispered in his heart, but his face showed an open-minded and easy-to-learn way, pointing to the curved leg of the ladle in his hand and asked, "What's so special about this?"

　　 "What do you want to see when looking at the pattern?" Old man Xuan asked instead.

　　 "The style with the upper and lower ends is a bit like jade ruyi, but jade ruyi is not one big and one small, and does the body rise and fall like waves?"

　　 "Rare and weird, who told you that Yuruyi must always look the same?" Old man Xuan snorted: "But this is not exactly Yuruyi, but it's just using Ruyi's style to imply that everything is Ruyi's favor."

　　 "Then..."

"It's something in the palace. The year should be in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, the peasants' family's ladles had three legs, the official's family had four or five legs, the royal palace and the royal palace used six legs, and the emperor had nine legs. But this pattern With the material of red sandalwood, it can only be used in the palace. It is illegal for the prince to use it."

　　 "Good thing!" Yang Dongxu suddenly clapped his hands, looking at the stool in his hand, thinking that it was like a baby pimple: "How much is it?"

　　 He didn’t understand what a few legs were and what was illegal. But he could understand the palace and rosewood. Anything that can be related to the palace and preserved, the value will be turned upside down.

　　 "It's a little expensive. The coffee table and four-frame small stools are set at ten yuan in total, which is less than others." Xuan Old Man sucked his mouth and was obviously not satisfied with the price.

　　 "It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's not expensive at all, you can double it up in the future." Yang Dongxu can see the back molars with a smile.

　　Is it expensive? It stands to reason that in this age of poverty, the price of buying a worker’s half-month wage for something that can’t be eaten or drunk is indeed a bit expensive.

　　 But the price placed on later generations is not enough for a layer of skin on top of these things. Not to mention that this thing came out of the palace, or even the antique of the mid-Qing Dynasty. The material of red sandalwood alone is absolutely worth the return fare, and it has made a lot of money.

　　 "If you are not too expensive, there are still a few things over there, but without this delicate set, the year should be the end of the Qing Dynasty, a dining table and a few chairs." Seeing Yang Dongxu is not a joke old man said.

　　 "It's also red sandalwood?" Yang Dongxu froze for a moment.

　　 "No, it is Huanghuali."

　　 "Buy, you must buy it. Who sells it? Walk around, let's pick it up." Yang Dongxu was overjoyed. Red sandalwood wood is expensive, Huanghuali is also a good thing, one word buy buy buy...

Yang Dongxu, who couldn't wait for a moment, walked around the old man Xuan immediately. UU reading www.uukanshu.com called a scooter. The old man led the way in an alley and came to a small quadrangle.

　　 Old man Xuan knocked on the door to open the door. A young man in his twenties turned to close the door when he saw that his face changed soon. But the old man Xuan who was reacted first pushed the door open.

　　Looking at the strong guy who stepped back a few steps and almost fell, looking at the thin old man Xuan, Yang Dongxu could not understand for a time, how can the old man in his seventies have such great strength.

　　 "Call your dad out."

　　 "Everything is in good condition, but the goods were not returned at the time." The strong man said with his neck stuck in his neck, but it was a bit confusing.

　　Yang Dongxu, who had some doubts about the sudden closing of the strong guy just now, realized that he was afraid that the old man Xuan felt too expensive to return things.

"The things I bought through Xuanxuan, I haven't gotten the habit of returning it, even if it's a fake one. You call out your own, and I asked for all the items I saw two days ago." Xuan old man snorted A little unhappy.

　　 This dislike is naturally because the strong guy does not allow himself to enter the door, but the other party even thinks that he is coming back. Seeing the domineering look of the old man, Yang Dongxu's eyes lit up. This old man has a story.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the juniors are not sensible, I don't know Xuan Ye's name, please inside, please inside." A middle-aged man with a mustache on his lips who came to some rich state came out of the hall and was wearing It's a gray coat, the kind that covers the side of the foot.

Hearing the middle-aged man’s address to Old Man Xuan and the compliments in his words, Yang Dongxu suddenly felt that Old Man Xuan not only had a story, it seemed that the status of the rivers and lakes was not low. Because of age.