The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

　　 I didn’t eat and drink for lunch. Zhang Nan asked the chef Tang Gui, who has been staying here to cook for my sister’s home, to make a stir-fried rice cake. For a while, I didn’t eat the local authentic taste, which is strange.

　　 In the United States and even in Africa, you can eat the fried rice cakes in Shangyan County. The rice cakes are air-shipped in vacuum packaging, but without the local pork, garlic leaves, mushrooms and free-range eggs, it always tastes like something is missing.

　　 I never treat myself badly when it comes to eating this issue, but it is not to the point that some of the big Middle Eastern dog households’ super local tyrants’ eggs are picky. At least I never thought about airlifting garlic and native eggs from my hometown in order to eat a rice cake.

　　 My sister ran over from the main building to eat together, and with Charlie, who had half a Chinese stomach, the small restaurant closed the door and ate "hustle and bustle".

　　 is not very elegant, this is the feeling I want!

　　 Some meals are eaten out of etiquette, and the mouth should be as quiet as possible, and some things are not necessary at all, otherwise you will not be able to appreciate the essence of its deliciousness.

　　 As soon as I finished eating, my baby girl was taken to read by the black aunt's nanny Miranda. She didn't pester her father, and planned to take a nap afterwards.

　　 Through the large window of the restaurant, Zhang Nan, who lit a cigarette and took a couple of puffs, saw that the rain outside was a little lighter. Judging from the slightly swaying leaves, there was still a hint of wind.

　　 got up and asked Charlie Ztheron, who was sitting across from the small table: "I want to go to the museum, are you going?"

　　 The girl raised her head and said to her brother: "Today Sunday, there should be many tourists over there, right?"

　　 "It seems to be." Zhang Nan looked down at the table below, only to realize that he was wearing a single calendar today.

　　 I took the watch down and put it on the table, and someone would put it away later.

　　 During the rainy season, the wrist is not very comfortable after wearing the watch.

　　 "Then go by tomorrow, I haven't seen it after the new arrangement."

　　 Still go out, "Go for a walk, eat more."

　　 Walk a hundred steps after a meal and live to be ninety-nine.

　　 Monday, the traditional closed day of the museum.

　　 Zhang Nan doesn't want to disturb the operation of the museum too much, nor does he want to disturb the itinerary of ordinary visitors, so tomorrow.

　　Of course, you can go at night. Almost everything in the museum house is privately owned-the personal belongings in the desk drawers of the staff, and the items on loan and special exhibitions in individual temporary exhibition halls are not counted.

　　 signaled that the bodyguards on duty do not need to follow closely, that the manor is very safe, in fact, Yanxian is very safe.

　　 There are a lot of criminal cases this year, and the migrant population has also increased geometrically. As the economy develops, the public security system here can be regarded as keeping up, and it is still well-known in the whole province.

　　 Fighting, grabbing, kidnapping, petty theft, robbery and robbery can all be killed on the spot!

　　Everything is for stability and development. Who dares to do damage will not be vegetarian!

　　 Don't care where you are, if you are a native, you have to abide by the rules.

　　 There is money to be made by observing the rules, but there are also opportunities everywhere;

　　 You are not abiding by the rules. The newly built detention center and detention center a dozen kilometers north of the city are very large. Pig farms and labor workshops need such talents!

　　 In this year and month, anyone under three years can be imprisoned in the judgment place. The pickled vegetables and steamed buns are basically full, and the eight-hour work day will never exceed the standard...

　　Of course, under normal circumstances, the locals still take advantage of it, the whole world is the same.

　　 Xiao Yu Sisi, Charlie held up the umbrella that the waiter handed over, which was of antique style and wooden straight handle.

　　 Zhang Nan signaled not to use it, and when she went out, the girl's house naturally leaned against her, so that at least the man's hair would not get wet.

　　 Walk along the trail to the northwest, and soon the scenery enters the Chinese-style Jiangnan garden, with three steps and one scene, and five steps and one painting.

　　 There was a branch of fruit sticking out from the corridor, and the green fruit was slightly yellowed.

"what is this"

　　 Charlie doesn't recognize this.

　　"Plums, the rainy season is just when the plums are ripe, so they are called Meiyu.

　　 But some people hate the weather, and deliberately describe it as mildew rain, mildew. "

　　 Talking, Zhang Nan picked one directly, wiped it in the palm of his hand, and took a bite...

　　 This taste!

Cool!

　　 Don't worry about the sanitation, I have been doing this since I was a child, and I have never eaten my stomach.

　　 It rains almost every day, God has already washed the plums for himself.

　　 Charlie picked one out, and after a bite...

　　 "Hiss... so sour!"

　　 "Hahaha... this is what you want!" Zhang Nan laughed, "It's sour, do you know what Wangmei quenches thirst?

　　 You, I have time to learn more about Chinese traditional culture.

　　 By the way, my sister taught me a good way to eat plums. It’s awesome! "

　　 Charlize Theron rubbed his mouth and asked, "How to eat?"

　　 "Choose a big one, peel it patiently, cut the pulp down to make a small bowl, sprinkle with sugar and marinate it slightly, if it can be chilled, it would be better, absolutely refreshing!"

　　 Hearing this, Charlie felt more saliva secreted in her mouth, and looked at the fruitful plum tree in front of her...

　　 walked out of the corridor, held an umbrella with one hand, and picked it up.

　　 Zhang Nan turned around and gestured to the bodyguard who was following far away, instructing people to pick up a plastic bag, and then just watched the girl pick it up there.

　　 The drizzle fell and Charlize Theron, who was temporarily putting the plums back on the bench in the porch, seemed to hear Zhang Nan reciting a few poems, and said: "What I said just now, it sounds nice, but I didn't understand it."

　　Zhang Nan smiled and said: "Ling Bo is not on Hengtang Road, but watched and Fangchen left. Who will spend time in the Jinsehuanian? Yueqiao Garden, Zhuangchuang Zhuhu, only Chunzhi.

　　 Feiyun ran faintly at dusk, a new question with colored pen and broken heart sentence. How many leisure times are there? Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind, and plums are yellow when it rains.

　　 "The Qingyu Case Lingbo Can't Be Hengtang Road" by He Zhu, a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty. "

"What's the meaning?"

　　Understanding, it is equivalent to not listening. The essence of ancient Chinese poetry is not cultivated since childhood, but it is not so easy to understand and experience.

　　" The poet said that he met a beautiful woman who drifted away like a fairy Lingbo, but the thought of her continued all the way.

　　 Her light footsteps did not cross Hengtang Road, she still stared at her, and sent you away the fragrance.

　　 Who can spend this beautiful year with?

　　 is in the flower yard by the bridge under the moon, in the large household of Zhumen with flower windows. Only Chunfeng knows where she lives.

　　 The flying clouds rolled freely, and the sun was dying on the outskirts of the city. I just waved a colored pen and wrote a heartbroken poem.

　　 If you ask me how much sadness is?

　　 is like the endless tobacco~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the catkins flying over the city, and the drizzle when the plums are yellow.

How about 　　, do you understand? "

　　 At this point, Zhang Nan's tone is already ridiculous.

　　 Chali understood for the most part, she just thought this poem was very romantic. The poet was so affectionate, and she imagined such a scene of Chinese clothes fluttering in her mind.

Then...

　　"This word must be very chic, able to write such words and sentences.

　　 sentimental and romantic, outstanding style, probably still very handsome. "

　　"Handsome? People He Zhu is the grandson of Emperor Taizu of Song Dynasty. He was born in an aristocratic family and was also married to a clan daughter. She looks black and iron, and his brows are astonishing and ugly as ghosts. He is known as He Guitou.

　　 But people are from a good background and can still be an official when they are born rich. They are not happy to give a leisurely official, and their ambitions are not paid.

　　 So, Charlie, this literary talent has nothing to do with appearance, but it is inseparable from birth and education environment. As for the demeanor of a man, it is most closely related to the bulging of his pockets.

　　 Remember! "

"you!"

　　 gritted his teeth a bit, "You cook Hefenqin!"

　　 I’m Charlize Theron, that’s what I have tried to learn from Chinese traditional Chinese mandarin!

　　Zhang Nan smiled, knowing that this girl is playing her acting skills again, so she doesn't bother to act.

　　 Packed the plums in the plastic bag sent by the waiter, and let the waiter take it home first, and the two continued to walk forward.

　　 The stone windows of the corridor are complicated in craftsmanship. Looking through the window is another scene, and outside a two-story building in front, three big men are pointing at the windows on the first floor.

　　 The Mark brothers and Nikolai were arranged to live here. It was a huge contrast. I really don't know which expert arranged it.

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