"Mirror! Why are you stupid? "

I was slapped hard from behind by someone on my shoulder. I was so scared that I shivered. Looking back, I found that Jiang Yan had been standing behind me at some point. She was holding a milk-flavored popsicle and ate happily. I smiled bitterly and said, "Can you stop being shocked? I was just thinking about something." After her interruption, I couldn't recall even more of the incidents related to porcelain.

"Are you worried about how to spend the 200,000 yuan?" Jiang Yan hugged my shoulder with a smile: "It's okay, who told us to be good friends? I'll help you to spend it with you, saying, is it going to a Beijing Hotel or a Wangfu Hotel?" She wore a bright red suspender shirt with a black denim miniskirt today, and a fashionable patent leather handbag was slapped on her elbow, which was full of femininity. But her personality was not as "woman" as she was dressed up. For example, now, she was holding me with one arm, as if she didn't notice something was wrong, and she was very carefree.

But I know that Jiang Yan is actually very shy, but she is just well concealed by her appearance.

Based on the traditional idea of ​​men and women teaching and receiving not being close to each other, I hid a few centimeters to the right, "Go to my house and sit down. By the way, don't miss my collection. My parents don't let me get involved in that one."

"Are you still worried?" Jiang Yan pushed me impatiently: "Let's go, I've been in the car for almost an hour, and my legs are sore."

She might be really tired, holding a bag in her right hand and putting her elbow on my shoulder as if no one was around her, without any precautions against me.

I understand that Jiang Yan really treats me as a friend and is a friend. She is also moved and can't help but feel a little ashamed.

After all, I am the opposite sex, and I can't treat her like Jiang Yan treats me, and I feel a little ill-intentioned.

After entering the courtyard, I introduced Jiang Yan to my parents who were sitting under the toon tree.

"Hello aunt, hello uncle."

"You are okay, come and sit down and talk, Xiaojing, go and make a cup of tea for someone."

Jiang Yanluo said generously: "Auntie, don't bother. Mirror is my best buddy, so don't treat me as an outsider."

My dad was nothing. After a few words of hello, he looked down at the Beijing Times. My mom was not sure what she was thinking about, staring at Jiang Yan with her little eyes, asking some irrelevant questions one by one. I wiped my sweat and didn't stop for a long time. I hurriedly called Jiang Yan to my hut together.

As soon as she came in, she stepped on the cement floor with quick eyes and hands, and raised her feet. A centipede that was crushed by the soles of her shoes appeared. She glanced at me: "I also said that I had to use insecticides for many insects in my house. If I cut them, I won't be much shorter than your house." After that, she was not polite, took off her sandals and fell on my bed.

"There's no way, you rent at least a building. It's hard to regenerate after killing insects." I smiled helplessly, bent down and kicked her to the corner of the wall and picked up the sandals at the end of the bed, and put them in a straight line, saying, "My house is a bungalow, no matter how you do, you can't kill them. Maybe the bugs on the street will come in through the crack of the door, and they can't be prevented." This is not good at the bungalow, the rustic bulls and centipedes, are all regular customers of my family.

Jiang Yan wiped the sweat beads on my neck with my pillowcase: "I'm so bored, I'll find something to do." She sat up from the bed and laughed inexplicably, "Student Gu Jing, do you have any movies on your computer that the TV station does not allow? Humph, I guess there must be. Do you know I'm coming, and you've made a hidden file?"

I uh, "No."

"It's weird if you believe it!" Jiang Yan went down to the ground with her bare white little feet, pressed the power, and she jumped to the swivel chair in front of the computer and crossed her legs, looking at me with a smirk: "But you said you didn't, do you dare to let me flip it?"

"Why am I lying to you?"

More than ten minutes later, Jiang Yan shouted incredibly: "Damn! I really don't! Are you still a man?"

I don't know how to answer her question. I actually watched that kind of movie, but I just took a few glances on the PSP of my waist. I am quite serious, so of course I can't download those useless things online.

"It's boring! It's boring!" Jiang Yan, who was born to be idle, glared at me: "You don't have anything to play with, so I'd known I wouldn't have come."

"You can go online."

"Come on, the computer is as slow as a snail. I can't afford to worry about that."

"I was just about to change one. Why don't we go to Zhongguancun after lunch?"

"It's afternoon, what should I do now? Sitting and staring at me?" At this time, Jiang Yan exclaimed: "Where is the piece of wool you brought back in the first two days? Take it out and take it out, let's untie it ourselves."

I said, "Can equipment be?"

"You won't find something to replace?"

I squatted down and crawled out the sheets, took out the wool from under the bed, thought for a while, and then went to the faucet in the yard to find a gray whetstone covered with green moss, rinsed it with water, and took it back to the house. The whetstone was broken by my father a few years ago, and now it is only a piece the size of a palm, the shape of a half-crescent.

So, Jiang Yan sat under her butt with a newspaper, her legs slashed left and right indecently, and she was eager to use a whetstone to grind the tip of the wool, "Another ice type! No! glass type! It must be full of green! Emerald!"

The hardness of jadeite raw stone is well known, and it is not an ordinary stone. As a result, after most of the struggle, it took a few millimeters to smooth the tip, and the progress was slow. Jiang Yan did not give up and still used the most primitive method to rub the stone. To be honest, this should be the real rubbing stone, right?

I saw that she had a good time alone, so I didn't bother me. Instead, I went to Youku Video Network and read the program of Yan Wanru on Beijing TV last month. There were twenty minutes of it specifically talking about porcelain. In the video, Yan Wanru, who had a beautiful face, first talked about Ru Kiln, then Ge Kiln and Guan Kiln. Finally, she also gave a very detailed explanation of blue and white porcelain.

"The blue and white porcelain of Jia, Long and Wansanchao are mainly Jingdezhen's products. The quality of folk kilns is uneven, some are particularly good and some are very rough..."

As I listened, my brows gradually frowned.

Blue and white porcelain? Blue and white porcelain?

The moment the words "Yuan blue and white" fell into my ears, my eyebrows suddenly relaxed!

I remembered it! Finally I remembered it!

Yuan blue and white!

It's Yuan blue and white!

When I closed the web page, I clenched my fists, forced myself to resist my excitement, and patted my cheeks with both hands.

The opportunity is here! The opportunity to get rich overnight!

If there is no accident...

If things go well...

The success rate of my purchase of the Yuan blue and white porcelain is definitely more than 80%!

Yes!

It’s the famous Yuan blue and white porcelain!

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