Chapter 107
Mrs. Yu came out of Liu Dazhu's house with an unhappy look on her face.
She knew that when people leave, the tea gets cold, but she didn't expect the tea to get so cold.
Before leaving, Datou held Liu Dazhui's hand and asked him to look after Yu's mother and son.
It has only been a few years and Liu Dazhu has turned his back on me.
Now she could only find a way to drag Tang Liping away.
Maybe it's really like she said, she was just frightened and will be fine after a while.
"Qingci, you don't want to eat?"
Li Li looked at Su Qingci with concern.
"You haven't eaten for two meals, how can your body bear it?"
Su Qingci looked at the food on the table with a pale face, "I can't eat it, and I don't dare to eat it."
She had just come out of the farm toilet and was so scared that her scalp was tingling.
Seeing that all her partners were there, Su Qingci told them about her plan.
"It just so happens that the food is almost gone. Let me tell you, I probably won't be able to eat with you anymore."
"Don't misunderstand me. Don't think that I'm looking for you to split up with me just because I came to work in town."
"As you know, I'm going to work in town soon. I'll be gone in the morning and back in the afternoon."
"You guys have to finish your morning work before coming back for breakfast. I might be here much earlier than you."
"I have to finish eating and go to town at six or seven when you guys are still working."
"It's also possible that it's too late and I won't eat it."
"I don't come back for lunch, and my return time in the evening is uncertain. It could be early or late."
"So I thought I'd just make something to eat myself so you don't have to wait for me."
Luo Song and Lu Linping looked at each other and seemed to be relieved.
They had wanted to eat separately from Su Qingci for a long time, but they were too embarrassed to say it, after all, the iron pot they were using still belonged to her.
Now that Su Qingci had brought it up on her own initiative, it had solved a big problem for them.
Su Qingci would occasionally add some oil and water to the meal. At the beginning, everyone had some money in their hands.
Just eat it.
Now that they have almost used up all the money they have, every time Su Qingci makes some delicious food, they feel embarrassed to eat it for free.
I can hardly afford the meal anymore.
So they all felt a lot of pressure when eating with Su Qingci.
In the countryside, you can only earn 10 work points a day, which is only 40 or 50 cents after deducting money.
Sometimes they have to share two or three cents for a meal. If this continues, they won’t be able to support themselves even after working for a year.
But the polite words still had to be said, "We are not afraid of trouble. We have nothing to do at night, so it doesn't hurt to wait."
"But it's still up to you."
"If you feel it's inconvenient, it doesn't matter if we separate. We are all friends. We don't know who you are."
"How can there be any misunderstanding?"
Su Qingci nodded, "Okay, then everyone just needs to talk it out."
After saying that, he pushed the bowl of rice in front of him in and let the three of them share it.
She turned around and went back into the house.
After being paralyzed for a few minutes, I became more and more irritable.
While everyone was resting after dinner, she pushed her bicycle towards the town.
I haven't been to Old Wei's place for a long time.
The last time I took the Warring States Bronze Dragon away, I promised him that I would send him food twice more.
It was noontime and it wasn't a market day, so there weren't many people walking around the town.
I found a secluded alley and sneaked into the farm, then started putting things into the backpack.
There are no more chickens or ducks, but there are about fifty eggs. We killed a pig last time, so there is still quite a lot of pork.
She no longer likes this feed pork.
There were more than ten pounds of top-quality pork belly and front leg meat.
I also packed two handfuls of handmade noodles, three pounds of flour, two cans of youth milk powder, and some beans, eggplants and other vegetables.
Old Wei was so happy to see Su Qingci.
He lowered his voice and said, "Hey, Su girl, you're here."
"I thought you had forgotten me."
"Come on, come on, come in."
"Congcong, look who's here."
Congcong, who was holding the toy car, rolled off the mat.
"Sister Su~"
After shouting, she shyly hid behind her grandfather's butt.
Su Qingci smiled and took out two White Rabbit candies and handed them to him.
Congcong looked up at his grandfather.
"Just take it if your sister gives it to you, and say thank you."
After hearing his grandfather speak, Congcong carefully took the candy and said thank you.
Old Wei touched his grandson's head and let him go play on the mat.
Su Qingci started to take things out one by one.
Looking at those pieces of good meat, Old Wei licked his lips and carefully dragged out a cloth bag from under the bed.
"I also received a few porcelain bowls during this period, and their quality was average."
"I don't know if you want it, but I'll show it to you."
"Yes, why not?"
Su Qingci took a look and saw two plates and an exquisite rice bowl.
The plate is from the Guangli Changji brand and should be from the Guangxu period of the late Qing Dynasty.
The one with external painting has good color, painting skills and quality. There are ten green dragons painted inside and outside.
But it should still be very common nowadays, and many people still have it at home. It is not worth much.
However, that small bowl turned out to be an enameled apricot forest spring swallow bowl made by Emperor Qianlong.
Su Qingci's excited little hands were trembling a little.
You should know that enamel porcelain is of a relatively high status. Unlike other official kiln wares, it is not of a prominent status from the moment it is born.
The pigments for enamel at that time came from the West. The production process was to first fire the white porcelain in Jingdezhen, then transport it to Kyoto, where it was painted by master painters in Ouchi, and then fired in Ouchi.
Therefore, the craftsmanship is very advanced, and the exquisite paintings give people an immersive sense of freshness and reality.
This kind of copying master is something that later craftsmen will never be able to copy no matter how hard they try.
This kind of fine porcelain, a top-grade work of art, is not widely circulated among the people.
Its value is not limited to the material and craftsmanship of the object itself.
She remembered that in her previous life, a British colonel received a pair of similar enamel bowls from Li Hongzhang's secretary.
At the time of her death, one was still in the British Museum in England.
Another one was bought in 2006 by a prominent collector in China for 150 million yuan and brought back to his home country for collection.
Su Qingci asked in surprise, "Old Wei, where did you get this?"
When Old Wei saw Su Qingci's expression, he knew that he had done the right thing.
"It was in the black market. A woman took it out to exchange for food."
"I thought she was pretty, so I traded her a small bundle of noodles and a piece of bacon the size of my palm."
"That girl's accent makes her seem like an educated youth who went to the countryside."
"From what she said, she has quite a few of these things."
Su Qingci asked anxiously, "Have you asked where she lives and how to find her?"
Old Wei shook his head. "Why should I ask that? This is breaking the rules."
"Besides, she even covered her face with a handkerchief. She's very cautious. How could she possibly tell me where she lives?"
"But I did hear her mention it. She said that she had lost all her husband and children at home, and she was kicked out by her in-laws. She couldn't make ends meet anymore, so she took it out to exchange."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
