A Conversation Over a Cup of Muddy Wine
That night, Zhang Zheng, Han Chunming, and the other educated youths were having fun.
After playing Für Elise, he played a few more songs and took turns to partner with those who wanted to go on stage to sing.
Without Cheng Jianjun, the atmosphere in the hall was very lively. Many people were drunk.
After returning to the city, everyone went their separate ways. They didn't know if they would have the chance to gather together like today in the future.
Therefore, everyone was very relaxed. At around 10 o'clock, the party finally ended.
"Masako, let's go to the tavern for a drink later?”
At the entrance of Xueru Restaurant, Han Chunming was holding the drunk Yang Huajian and talking to Zhang Zheng, who was holding Mao Tutu.
Because he wanted to ask Zhang Zheng about the piano, he kept drinking and did not get drunk. Zhang Zheng, on the other hand, had to work tomorrow, so he basically did not drink much.
"Sure, I have something to discuss with you too.”
Zhang Zheng grabbed the drunk Mao Tu Tu and nodded.
After they sent Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu to the car, they said goodbye to the other educated youths and walked in the direction of the tavern.
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The tavern at the front gate,
"Aunt Xu, give us two taels of Erguotou, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of tripe!”
Zhang Zheng came to the front desk with familiarity and said to the tavern owner, Xu Huizhen,
The Xu family and the Zhang family were neighbors. As the saying went, a distant relative was not as good as a close neighbor. The relationship between the two families was quite good.
"It's Masako. Why do you have time to come to my place today?”
Xu Huizhen chatted with Zhang Zheng while drinking.
"Tonight, our educated youth classmates are having a gathering. We just came out of Aunt Xueru's restaurant. We're not afraid that you'll feel uncomfortable, so we came to your place to spend some money to balance things out.”
The owner of Xueru Restaurant, Chen Xueru, and Xu Huizhen were both best friends and competitors. The two of them had to compete with each other in every aspect.
"Zhengzi, I want to tell you that I plan to open a hotel in the near future. It will be of a higher level than her restaurant.”
Hearing this, Xu Huizhen lowered her voice and whispered to Zhang Zheng.
"Okay, I got it. Auntie Xu, when your hotel opens, let me know. I'll go and support you!”
Zhang Zheng was already used to the fight between the two of them. He heard from his master, Master Bull, that the two of them had been fighting since they were young. If they were not both women, they would really be a pair of enemies.
After some small talk, Zhang Zheng carried the wine bottle and food and sat opposite Han Chunming.
The two of them filled their cups and chatted as they ate.
"Masako, when did you learn how to play the piano? How come I didn't know you knew how to play?”
Han Chunming took a small sip and smacked his lips.
The Erguotou served in the tavern was quite authentic. It was much stronger than the ones they had drunk in the restaurant before.
"Would you believe me if I told you that I knew it the moment I woke up?”
Han Chunming was too familiar with him, so Zhang Zheng really didn't know how to explain himself. He could only laugh it off.
"F * ck you. Did you learn it in your dreams?”
Han Chunming threw a peanut at Zhang Zheng.
"See, you didn't believe me.”
Zhang Zheng chuckled and rolled his eyes. Then, he changed the topic.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Chunming, tell me about your job. How does it feel to collect junk?”
"What else can I do?”
Although Han Chunming didn't seem to care, the pause just now showed how unwilling he was.
That's right, if it wasn't because they had no other choice, who would be willing to do such a job that was looked down upon by others?
"To be honest, I envy you, Chunming.”
"Although this job looks a little shabby, you might be able to receive some good items.”
Zhang Zheng could tell that he was unhappy, so he comforted him.
"Heh, you don't have to say it. These words are reasonable. I really received a good treasure a few days ago.”
When they talked about collecting, Han Chunming suddenly became energetic, and his depression was swept away.
The two of them had loved collecting antiques since they were young. Zhang Zheng had taken Uncle Niu as his master, while Han Chunming had taken the Nine Gates Admiral as his master.
In reality, this Nine Gates Admiral could be considered half of Zhang Zheng's master.
There were many types of antiques, and one's energy was limited. It was impossible to be proficient in everything. Lord Bull was good at appraising furniture and calligraphy, while the Nine Gates Inspector specialized in miscellaneous items such as porcelain and coins.
The original owner had always been more interested in porcelain and calligraphy, so he often went to the Nine Gates Admiral to ask for advice.
At this moment, Zhang Zheng was also in high spirits. He had just received a reward from the system. Now that he saw a good antique, he would wonder if it met the system's collection standards.
If Han Chunming could receive any precious antiques, he would get them no matter what.
"What treasure? Can it compare to the cigarette stick I showed you at noon?”
"It's not a good treasure. It's just a snuff bottle from the Qing Dynasty. It's not as interesting as your tobacco rod.”
Hearing that it was a snuff bottle, Zhang Zheng's interest was greatly reduced.
Smoke bottles were a common sight in the Qing Dynasty. Although they might be more valuable than his pipe, they were far less valuable in terms of historical value.
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