stjorthotic Chapter 373 Are you willing to use this ivory pawn
Chapter 373 Are you willing to use this ivory pawn
Chapter 373 Are you willing to use this ivory pawn
That afternoon, Wang Xiang returned home from get off work early.
He is an expert himself, and has some qualifications in the Bureau of Cultural Relics and in the industry.
He left work early for a while, and no one was serious with him.
In the morning, I met Du Fei at the Municipal Bureau and mentioned that there was a set of Qianlong's ivory chess, which aroused Wang Xiang's interest at that time.
Originally, Du Fei proposed to find a restaurant for a detailed discussion.
But Wang Xiang took care of everything.
No matter what restaurant you are looking for, the cook in the restaurant may not necessarily taste as good as him.
Du Fei also readily agreed.
After getting off work, I prepared the chess, took out a bottle of good wine from the portable space, and immediately rode my bicycle straight to where Wang's house was.Fangjiayuan Hutong.
Du Fei came back for the third time, and he was familiar with the way.
He rode his bicycle very fast, and he reached the ground in a short time, and pushed the bicycle into the yard.
Du Fei remembered that when he came last time, he met that fierce man, so he couldn't help but cast a glance at his house.
The door was closed and there was no light.
Du Fei pretended that there was no one in the room, and walked straight inside.
As soon as he entered the middle courtyard, he immediately saw a briquette stove at the door of Wang Xiang's house, which was taller than other houses, and a large black iron pot was sitting on it.
Wang Xiang was wearing a big apron and a white hat of a hospital doctor on his head, and was waving a shovel and cooking there.
At this time, Wang Xiang also saw Du Fei, and immediately greeted him: "Little Du is here~ Come and sit at home, the last dish will be ready soon."
Du Fei set up his bicycle, carried his things and said: "Don't worry, I heard that you are a master of cooking, I am lucky today."
Wang Xiang laughed.
At this moment, a middle-aged woman came out of the house.
Although the clothes are not bright, but there is a unique temperament, reserved and modest, everyone is a lady, very different.
Du Fei guessed that this should be Wang Xiang's wife.
Wang Xiang did not forget to introduce: "My love, you can call me Sister Yuan." Then she said to the woman: "Xiao Quan, this is the Xiao Du I told you about."
Du Fei hurriedly saluted.
Sister Yuan adjusted her glasses, looked at Du Fei with some scrutiny, and smiled kindly.
She has long been used to her husband bringing friends home.
But in the past, they were all older, or almost old gentlemen. It is quite rare for someone as young as Du Fei.
Although Wang Xiang asked Du Fei to sit in the room first, Du Fei didn't have the nerve to go inside and wait. He simply stood at the door and watched him finish the cooking, and the three of them entered the room together.
The room was cleaned up very clean, but because there were too many things placed, it seemed a bit cramped.
Du Fei glanced roughly.
He didn't know much about ancient furniture, and he couldn't see anything about the things in the house.
But there must be no ordinary objects that can be kept in Wang Xiang's house by this time.
In the middle of the room, there was a table for the Eight Immortals, including the four dishes that had just been served.
Not a lot, but delicate.
Wang Xiang took off her apron, wiped her hands with a wet towel, smiled and let Du Fei take a seat, pointed to the four dishes and introduced: "This is my specialty dish with sea rice and green onions. This dish is sliced chicken with peas and sweet and sour cabbage. , fried tofu with scallions..."
There are no particularly precious ingredients, but the presentation of the dishes is not bad.
Materials are scarce these days, and the Cultural Relics Bureau where Wang Xiang works is a Qingshui yamen.
Although there are many rare treasures in the cultural relics and antiques in his hand, the standard of living is really not that high.
Du Fei brought a bottle of Moutai, not the special one he got from the Chu family during the Chinese New Year, but ordinary Moutai that can be bought on the street.
Although the price of Maotai liquor is not expensive, the liquor ticket is rare and ordinary people cannot get it.
Wang Xiang was very generous and didn't say anything polite.
When it was on the table and started to eat, Du Fei was surprised.
He originally thought that praising Wang Xiang's cooking skills was just a flattery.
But today I tasted it myself, it is really extraordinary, at least it is not much worse than the pillars.
It would be a bit bragging to say that it is comparable to the masters of the Eighth Building, but with this level, it is definitely more than enough to go out and open a medium-sized restaurant.
Du Fei sighed in his heart, this is probably the so-called genius.
When the comprehension reaches a certain level, no matter what you do or what you learn, the same master will teach you, someone will know it at first glance, and you will learn the essence in a day or two.
Some people can't learn how to learn!It often takes one or two months, or even one or two years, to reach the former level.
Du Fei was not stingy with compliments, and praised while eating.
Wang Xiang had a smile on her face, and it was quite useful.
But thinking about the set of "Qianlong's Ivory Chess" that Du Fei said in his heart, drinking and eating is also a taste.
After the meal, Sister Yuan made tea.
Du Fei finally took out the chess set in the wooden box from his pocket: "Mr. Wang, look at this~"
Wang Xiang pushed the teacup and bowl aside, spread a piece of flannelette in front of him, then took the chess box and put it in front of him.
But he didn't open it in a hurry, but looked up, down, left, and right first, and couldn't help but let out a "huh".
Du Fei's heart skipped a beat.
Or how can I say 'as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one'.
As soon as Wang Xiang got it, he saw something strange about the chess box.
Next, Wang Xiang opened the box calmly, revealing the chess pieces inside.
He reached out and took out a red bishop, put it in front of his eyes for a closer look, and took out the chess pieces inside one by one, and placed them on the flannel beside him.
He raised his head and said bluntly: "The chess pieces don't look like those of Qianlong. They should have been made during the Jiadao period, but they were made by the court's manufacturing office. It's a pretty good pair of chess, but it's a pity that I didn't bring the chessboard. When I have a chance later, I will Give you one?"
Du Fei said: "Yo~ That's great, I thank you!"
But Wang Xiang said: "Then I want to match the chessboard, are you willing to use this ivory chess piece?"
Du Fei was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why don't you want to part with it! Isn't it just for playing chess after it's made? When the time comes, the first game will be our grandfather's."
Wang Xiang looked at Du Fei with a half-smile, and didn't say anything further.
Instead, he turned his attention to the wooden box containing the chess pieces, and said to Du Fei: "You can also see that there is something wrong with this box?"
Du Fei said with a "hmm": "I got it, and it looked strange, but after studying it for a long time, I couldn't find the way. Several times I wanted to just use a saw to cut it off."
When Wang Xiang heard this, she immediately said: "The things left by the ancestors, I dare not treat them so badly."
As he spoke, he picked up the box, held it up to the light and looked at it for a long time, then said in a deep voice, "Xiaoquan, go to the back room and bring the alcohol lamp."
Sister Yuan answered from the side.
Immediately turned around and went into the back room, and took out a small caramel-colored, rattan-woven box after a short while.
After opening it, there are all kinds of bottles and jars inside.
Wang Xiang took out an alcohol lamp from inside, lit it and took out a small stand.
Put a round cast iron block on the shelf, and burn it on the fire for a few minutes, until the iron block is hot.
Wang Xiang picked up the iron block with tongs, leaned against the side of the chess box, and baked it carefully.
(End of this chapter)