Chapter 3 third chapter

The tracing of the origin of the Hang family is not as complicated and ups and downs as the big surnames such as Zhao Qian, Sun Li.Hang Tonghang means ferry boat. "Poetry·Weifeng·Heguang" has the saying "Who calls Heguang is a reed and Hangzhou"; Xu Shen in the Han Dynasty also said in "Shuowen": "Hangzhou is also the ark." Legend has it that at the beginning of the prehistoric world, Dayu fell to the ground from the belly of his father, whale, and dredged rivers, seas and lakes in Shenzhou.After the water was brought under control, princes from all walks of life were invited to gather in Kuaiji Mountain.Traveling all the way by water, when they came to the land of Wuyue Huaishan and Xiangling, they landed in Shehang.Since then, this place in the northeast of Zhejiang Province, which is called the paradise on earth by later generations, has a "Hang" character.

As for "Hang" as a surname, according to the records of "Tong Zhi Clan", it existed in Song Dynasty.However, it is not known what relationship it has with the Hang family who opened the tea house 800 years later.People with the Hang family name in Wangyou Tea House only know that their ancestors were originally in Wuxing, Hangzhou and the newborn Hang Yi have been there for four generations.Two generations ago, among Hangzhou natives with their original surnames, there was a famous person, Hang Shijun, whose name was Dazong and whose name was Dong Fu.Born in the thirty-fifth year of Kangxi (1696) and Juren in the second year of Yongzheng (1724), Qianlong just enthroned (1736) taught erudite Hongci, was awarded the editor of the Imperial Academy, and was ordered to collate the "Thirteen Classics", "Twenty Four History".Eight years later, at the age of forty-eight, he came to Qianlong and said: Our dynasty has been unified for a long time, and the court employs people, so there should be no ethnic prejudice.He was supposed to be beheaded for saying this, but Qianlong thought he was a wild student from the south of the Yangtze River, so he kindly released him back to his hometown.Another ten years later, Qianlong visited Hangzhou in the south, summoned Hang Shijun, and asked, "What do you do for a living?" Hang Shijun said, "Setting up a second-hand goods stall." He asked again: "What is a second-hand goods stall?" And he answered: " Buy and sell broken copper and rotten iron.” The emperor laughed, interpreting the cruelty into a good story, and bestowed it with the words “buy and sell rotten copper and rotten iron” in handwriting.A few years later, Qianlong came again, summoned Hang Shijun again, and asked: "Has your temperament changed?" He replied: "I am old, and I can't change it." Then asked: "Why don't you die when you are old?" Hang Shijun also smiled Now, interpret unyielding into a humorous wit: "I still want to live and sing praises of peace!"

The members of the Hang family, however, retain the mentality of a petty citizen who respects and guards against this wild student of the same clan and surname.For a century, they have always remembered and circulated such an informal joke: the emperor came to Hangzhou and asked his left and right: "Is Hang Shijun still alive?" And that night, Hang Shijun also died.The hidden murder and bloody smell in this rumor made the bosses who opened the tea house only dare to do business honestly, and they were unwilling to talk about state affairs.They also admire this family member in their bones, but they are willing to be ordinary people, and they are absolutely unwilling to be a maverick like Hang Shijun who commits chaos.In order to imply such a life attitude and way of life, a wise ancestor officially named the tea house "Wangyou Tea House".The idea contained in it is also very simple: tea has always been called "forgetfulness grass".Cao Cao talked about heroes with green plums and wine, and he was still sad and chanted "How to relieve worries, only Du Kang", let alone me, the grassroots and the common people!Naturally, it can be "Why forget worries, only tea rush".

Hang Tianzui knew since he was a child that his family has been in the tea business for generations.Sometimes, his father would teach him such tea rhymes line by line: Laying comes out of the fragrant treetops, and carp comes out of Luoshui spring. White salt comes out of Hedong, and beauty comes out of Luyuan. Ginger and osmanthus tea mushrooms come from Bashu, and pepper oranges and magnolias come from mountains. Liaosu comes out of the ditch, and fine barnyards come out of the middle field. His father would patiently tell him: "Remember, Jianggui tea grows Bashu. All the tea we eat today comes from Bashu."

Hang Tianzui nodded and said, "I know." "How do you know?" Father was a little surprised. "It's said in Lu Zi's "Tea Classic"!" Hang Tianzui replied, "I'm afraid Cha Qing will ask me to memorize the "Tea Classic": tea makers are also good trees in the south. One foot, two feet, or even count Ten feet, there are two people hugging each other in Qiba Mountain Gorge..." The father was a little bit comforted and a little sad, and asked unwillingly: "What else does Uncle Cha Qing teach you?" Hang Tianzui tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "Also, in the past, tea was read. That's why it's called a clean utensil for cooking tea. Wuyang buys tea."

"What else?" Hang Jiuzhai's eyes widened, "Did he tell you about Wang Bao? Did he tell you about "Longing Date"? Did he tell you about the origin of this tea-cooking utensil Wuyang bought tea? " Hang Tianzui didn't know why his father insisted on the truth, and why he was more vigorous, so he shook his head in fear and said, "No, no..." Father breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face.The father was tall and tall, wearing a ruffled long gown and a one-cut waistcoat, holding a round fan painted with wine and gold peonies in his hand, and he gave the lecture to his son in detail.A scholar who had nothing to do with the Hang family two thousand years ago was fanned by his father Hang Jiuzhai's peony fan, one by one, before his son Hang Tianzui.

About two thousand years ago, during the Shenjue years of Emperor Xuan of the Western Han Dynasty in China, there was a romantic Confucian scholar named Wang Bao (? 1 61 BC, styled Ziyuan, 4); At that time, Wang Bao had not yet become an admonishing doctor in the future, and he lived in Anzhili, Chengdu, the home of his deceased friend. The deceased friend had a wife named Yang Hui, young and young, with a beautiful face and unlucky life.And Ziyuan likes wine, how can he know that he doesn't like sex?After going back and forth, he had an affair with the little widow. Wang Shusheng, who became the hostess's lover, now has the pride and power of half a master, and calling Yang Hui's house boy called Bie Lie is like calling his own book boy.

And why does that house boy, who can be called easily, hate Zizhong Confucian scholar Wang Ziyuan so much?Every time Wang Bao ordered him to drink, he muttered with impatience.Is it because he has a good relationship with the former master and servant; or because he has his own moral standards, and thinks that the scholar's behavior is indecent and cannot agree; or, as he himself thinks, his scope of duty is only to watch over the widow's husband. A cemetery instead of drinking for a widow lover? Conflict is inevitable.He finally refused to drink for the Confucian scholar Wang Ziyuan.He even ran to the grave of his deceased master and cried loudly, crying and complaining: "The master bought me back then, just to let me look after the house, not to make wine for other wild men!" He has not yet entered the court. Wang Bao, who was an official, was so angry that he couldn't punish him publicly, so he had to hold a grudge.But hatred is about to germinate in the heart, and the reserve advising doctor has not yet started to give advice to the emperor, so he first attacked his lover.

When the lover heard this, he became angry and felt ashamed. He said, "That's enough. It's worth 15,000 yuan. I'll sell him to you and see if he dares not to make wine for you." Wang Bao said: "Okay. I am worried about the lack of a family boy. I will write a contract right now." Although this contract called "Longing Covenant" is a document and not a poem, Wang Bao still writes eloquently and eloquently, from morning to night, from spring to winter, from household chores to field farming, from executive From patrolling to rent collection and taxation, from personal daily life and food to treating neighbors, from hand weaving to selling in the market, all kinds of hard labor, detailed regulations, if you are not obedient, you will be whipped a hundred times.

The romantic and inevitably cruel scholar two thousand years ago never imagined that he left the earliest and most reliable written historical materials for the history of Chinese tea industry and Chinese tea culture. When later tea people read Wang Bao's "Looking for a Date", they would certainly not miss those two sentences. One is called "the clean utensils for cooking tea" and the other is called "Wuyang buys tea". Wuyang is the first recorded market for buying and selling tea in Chinese history.At that time, in the Longjing Mountains in Hangzhou on the coast of the East China Sea, the strange herbs had not yet sprouted, and the Wangyou Tea House, which exclusively sold Longjing tea, did not even exist.

During the period of the Western Jin Dynasty from 265 to 316 A.D., from Luoyang in Henan in the west to Jiangdu in Jiangsu in the east, tea has become a retail beverage and appeared in markets.After the unification of the Qin and Han Dynasties, the center of gravity of tea began to shift to the east and south of China and gradually spread. The great prosperity of the Tang Dynasty pushed everything in life to a climax, so in the tea industry, there is a saying that "tea prospered in the Tang Dynasty and prospered in the Song Dynasty".Fuliang tea is sold to Kansai and Shandong; Xinzhou, Ezhou and Zhide tea are sold to the north of Chen and Cai, and south of Youbin; Hengshan tea is sold to Lianxiang to Wuling, and even as far as Jiaozhi; State tea arrived in Yangzhou and Huai'an, Jiangsu; while Ruanzhou tea and Aizhou tea were sold by merchants, and they traveled thousands of miles on roads, only going to Liangzhou.Songzhou, Youzhou and Bingzhou. A literati in the prosperous Tang Dynasty named Feng Yan wrote a book "The Records of Feng Shi's Hearings and Sights", saying: "Tea comes from the Jianghuai River, and there are many boats and carts. It is located in the mountains and there are many colors." Leisurely think of the Jiangzhou Sima Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing)}: "There are few saddles and horses in front of the door, and the eldest is married as a businessman's wife. The businessman pays more attention to profit than parting. The month before last, Fuliang went to buy tea. Go to Jiangkou to guard the empty boat, and the moonlight around the boat Jiang Shuihan..." One thousand and one hundred years later, Hang Tianzui, the prospective owner of Wangyou Tea House in Hangzhou, applauded every time he read this poem. Throwing people alone in the boat, it's no wonder Bai Letian wants to reprimand them more than parting. It's a sin, a sin!" Whenever this happened, his irreverent brother Zhao Jike smiled slightly and said, "Tianzui, didn't you read the Red Chamber and the Mad Demon last night, right? You just go to your Fuliang to buy tea, no pipa girl will come to guard the sky for you ship." "How do you say that?" Tianzui opened his Mongolian eyes and asked. Zhao Jike said eloquently: "On March 23, the 21st year of Guangxu, the Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese War of 1895-1895, China failed, signed the "Treaty of Shimonoseki", Hangzhou was listed as one of the additional commercial ports, and Hangzhou was designated as a Japanese concession. Nine In August, the site of the Gonggaoqiao Japanese Concession was determined. In August 22nd, Hangzhou was officially opened as a port, and the Gonggaoqiao Japanese Concession began to be used. The Japanese Consulate in Hangzhou was established in Shitaertou, the eastern foot of Baoshi. …" Hang Tianzui interrupted Zhao Jike: "I don't understand something, I'm talking about Bai Juyi, why did you move out the Japanese?" Zhao Jike sneered: "Please look, sir, today's Beijing-Hangzhou Canal, under the arched bridge, the pipa girl is alone guarding the empty boat, waiting for Sima of Jiangzhou, who is clearly a Japanese bandit rogue. I am as stupid as a king, but I am still singing the song before you." Let the pommel horse be left out in the cold!" "According to what you said, I have to sing that the business girl doesn't know the hatred of subjugation, and she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river?" Hang Tianzui asked bitterly. "Exactly." Hang Tianzui flicked his sleeves and left, shouting: "That's all, let's make this world bigger, I don't have a quiet place anymore." He went out, but he didn't become a monk like Jia Baoyu.He went to Yongjinmen Sanya Garden and listened to Qian Shuntang's "Legend of the White Snake". The Fuliang in Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" is in Jingdezhen, Jiangxi today, and Jiangkou is the Yangtze River estuary in Jiujiang.The tea merchant left his wife alone on the boat in Jiujiang, and took his staff to Jingdezhen to buy tea.It can be seen that Fuliang is worthy of being the largest tea distribution center in the southeast of the Tang Dynasty; it can be inferred that tea began to flourish in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River in the middle and late Tang Dynasty. We also know that during the Six Dynasties, tea started a great expedition, and then it was carried on horseback to the snow-capped mountains and grasslands, and was also carried by monks on their shoulders to the cold north.It was put into exquisite utensils and passed from hand to hand among the dignitaries of the court.Feng Yan truly recorded: "(Since the Kaiyuan period in the Tang Dynasty) since Zou Qicang and Xiang gradually arrived in Beijing, more shops have been opened in cities, and fried tea is sold." To the north and China's tea-free urban and rural areas. At the same time, the tea market in the tea area in southern China, the beautiful ribbons and fine silk like black silk on both sides of the river in the south, tea ports have also sprung up like mushrooms after rain.Du Mu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, sang: There are many tall trees in the ridge by the Yixi River, and there are small buildings in the Kuajiu Book Flag. There is no hatred to start the mandarin ducks, one pair flies away but turns back. Shuikou is the water outlet where Guqing Tea Mountain in Wuxing County flows into the mouth of the Taihu River.In the mid-Tang Dynasty, there was a wasteland.In the late Tang Dynasty, ships that went to Gugang to buy tribute tea and buy and sell tea all moored here, and a fixed grass market for restaurants and tea shops was formed.When Hang Tianzui inherited his Wangyou tea house more than a thousand years later, he only knew that his ancestors came from Wuxing, but he never thought which one of his ancestors was in the era when Du Mu "surprised the mandarin ducks" The mountain people who make tea and the singer of the tea shop. "Yao City is sparsely populated with purple bamboo shoots, who can know the purple bamboo shoots and green shoots." Tea sage Lu Yu and his close friend Shi Jiaoran visited Yao City when they were wandering down the mountain, did they identify the purple bamboo shoots and green shoots there? ?Alas, this is all about the long past of tea! The green water falls into the clouds and the moon, the road back to Dongting is long, The spring bridge hangs wine slowly, and the night gate gathers tea. Xu Hun, a not-so-famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, in his "Sending Someone Back to Wuxing", described in detail the dense tea-selling boats in the dark night!From Suzhou's Taihu Lake Dongting Mountain to Wuxing, along the way, how many tea ports are there like "spring bridge hanging wine slowly"? Those nights when the tea merchants left their wives and children and stayed in the tea ports were not just romantic singers and intoxicating nights of drinking. "The dark moon kills the night, the wind is high and the sky is set on fire", the bandits who haunted both sides of the Yangtze River - the Yijiang thieves, attacked the merchants after they were drunk and asleep.These river thieves are all private tea dealers. After looting all kinds of belongings, they are about to travel south to the mountains to exchange for tea.Because the tea merchants from all over the world transported the city's property to the mountains to exchange tea, the village women and shepherd boys in the mountains were dressed in gorgeous costumes, and the officials were not surprised when they saw it, and passers-by did not ask when they saw it.The thieves wandered among them, took the opportunity to tamper with them, exchanged tea, sold it at the tea house, and went out, and they became clean civilians.About this point.What else can be kept secret?After Hang Tianzui, Shen Lu'ai, the wife of Ming Meizheng's wife, announced frankly and proudly: "My family's ancestors are Jiang thieves." After hearing this, Young Master Hang was very disgusted, and said: "People nowadays really don't distinguish between black and white. , if you become a robber, you can also use it to strengthen your voice, degenerate, degenerate!" Shen Luai smiled crisply and said: "If you want to talk about depravity, it was started by your ancestors. The black shop opened by your ancestors specially bought my ancestors' black tea, so the tide rises and all boats get rich together, so we are what we are today. You don't even know about this blessing, are you going to forget your ancestors?" Hang Tian was so drunk that he was trembling all over, and a powder-based Panhua teacup in his hand was knocked down, and it was broken into several petals, and he only said two words back and forth: "Nonsense! Nonsense!" Shen Lv'ai didn't change her expression, she swept the teacup herself, made another cup of Longjing new tea, and said, "How dare I talk nonsense, it's all clearly written on my family tree. Hang, Shen The two families have a good family relationship, and it turned out that this murder and arson started. Isn't this the retribution of the previous life, and tied us two dead enemies together to suffer?" He said with a smile in his mouth, tears welled up in his eyes. From the Hang family who bred from the river thieves by Taihu Lake in the Tang Dynasty to the generation of Hang Jiuzhai and Hang Tianzui, they happened to experience a peak and a trough.The befuddled Hang Jiuzhai suddenly had a good life in those few years. The Longjing tea received from Shanke in the suburbs of Hangzhou was sold as far away as Guangdong, and the pearl tea collected from Pingshui was shipped to Shanghai and then sent to England.Everything was caught by the shrewd and ambitious proprietress.She and the loyal Wu Chaqing sang together, maintained the mess of Wangyou Tea House, and no longer leaned towards bankruptcy.As for the great cause of inheriting and developing Wangyou Tea House, that is after the Hang Jiuzhai era.Even so, when he was alive, the woman's endless schemes made her husband know that Wu Chaqing was the only one who could control this woman in Wangyou Tea House. It was originally the proprietress's idea to attract business by buying and selling small-package tea at a loss. Of course, this idea was not conceived out of thin air. In 1874, the Hu Qingyu Hall of the red-top businessman Hu Xueyan opened in Dajing Lane, Erli Road, Wangyou Tea House.On the eve of opening, the "Complete Works of Hu Qingyutang Xueji Wansan" was compiled and distributed to all walks of life.The gong and drum team in livery distributed "Hu's Plague Pill" and "Zhuge Xingjun Powder" everywhere at the water and land docks. Lin Ouchu, who had just returned from her natal home in Sanjia Village, was stuffed with several boxes in her arms.Since then, she has had the idea of ​​attracting business with tea in small packages. Her husband neither opposed nor supported any of her changes, as long as she could make money.Husbands do not discriminate against women, thinking that it is a good thing that women's intelligence and talents are reflected.It was the loyal Wu Chaqing who objected to her doing that. He listened to the proprietress' suggestion, twirled his thin beard, and said for a while, "It's not right." "What's wrong?" Lin Ouchu was a little surprised. In the past, Wu Chaqing suggested that silver coins should be stamped with the name of the tea house to prove the authenticity. But they all nodded. "We are in troubled times, and we put defense first. The streets are full of officers and soldiers of the Eight Banners. How many of them are law-abiding? We don't have a red roof to protect us. If someone is greedy for petty gains and makes a big fuss about this, the shopkeeper will be the one who suffers." As soon as Hang Jiuzhai heard that it might cause trouble, he immediately expressed his objection: "What Cha Qing said is very true. It is reasonable to eat tea and rice in a leisurely way. It is unconventional, with great fanfare, to show the vulgarity of a businessman. Someone in Hang, I have been heartbroken for not being able to get rid of this vulgar word all my life, how can I jump into this world of mortals and vulgarity again, is it not like lifting a stone and shooting myself in the foot. Q, ba." Hang Jiuzhai talked about it endlessly, and when he got interested, he couldn't stop it.Lin Ouchu stared at Wu Chaqing with his eyes, and without saying a word, Wu Chaqing's face was as calm as water, as if he had never heard anything. The suggestion of following Hu Xueyan's example was put on hold, but before winter passed, Wu Chaqing went to the suburbs of Wengjiashan and Luohuiwu.Lin Ouchu said: "It's too early to enter the mountains, there is still more than a month before Qingming." Wu Chaqing said, to be ahead of others. Sure enough, he bought Longjing Benshan tea, which was the first to go on the market in Hangzhou.The sedan chairs at the entrance of Wangyou Tea House began to line up. Wu Cha sat clean and silent in a corner of the hall, wearing a bamboo cloth gown, and a marble table inlaid with pear blossom wood, which was as big as three Eight Immortals tables.Hang Jiuzhai was very proud, and said to everyone he met: "How about this countertop? It can be counted in the city of Hangzhou." The "tea guns" commented on the tea around the table, saying: "Good tea! Good tea! Brother Jiuzhai took the lead this year." Another person said: "I drink Longjing tea from Wangyou Tea House, why is it softer than other teas? There is no trace of winter snow in the leaf surface. I don't know what is the magic method? If you tell me a thing or two, it is also good for tea. There is a saying." Hang Jiuzhai pointed his finger up: "Brother, the word Ruanxin is used perfectly, and it happens to be the opposite of the word Hard Xin. After a winter of torment, the tea tree will inevitably have hard skin and dry surface, and the first sprouts will only top the stale taste. When it comes out, it is naturally hard and new. It is only authentic if you discard the buds that have survived the winter and only harvest the new sprouts in spring. Less is less, fine is fine, and wonderful is wonderful." Wan Fuliang, the owner of the Wanlong Xing Salty Meat Shop, his red nose with distiller's lees dimmed, and his voice became high-pitched. When he spoke, there was a rumbling sound in the hall of Wangyou Tea House: "Boss Xiaohang is really caring, Calligraphy and painting are tables and Mingqian Longjing. If the boss of Laohang has the ambition of boss Xiaokang, Wangyou Teahouse will not be able to become a Longxing Teahouse now. Hahahaha, I was lucky, and I met the boss of Laohang. Without the two wings of Mrs. Kang and Chaqing, good luck, good luck..." Boss Wan originally brought the little tea boy Wu Sheng to buy new tea, but he didn't mean to provoke Jiu Zhai.But he made a fortune as a pig butcher, with a red and big nose, how could he not be rough!He spoke without covering up, and blurted out.I don't know how good-tempered Hang Jiuzhai is, after all, he took off the signboard of his own teahouse and replaced it with someone else. At that time, his stomach was full of bitterness, and today, it has already become a bad breath.Feeling angry and obstructing everyone's face, it's difficult to have an attack and I can't think of a way to attack it. I am embarrassed for a while.Boss Wan didn't know what to say and said: "Brother, let me buy more tea and put it in my teahouse. It can be regarded as buying you a face. You are a soft newcomer, and the price is too hot to sell. All belong to me, Wan Longxing." gone." There are many snobbish people, and they know that Wan Tufu's two nephews, one in the Yamen and the other in the wharf, one is a wicked official and the other is a local ruffian.Hang Jiuzhai was angry, so he simply rolled up the calligraphy and paintings he had just spread out for people to appreciate. The little tea boy Wu Sheng followed his feet with a cup of Gaiwan tea, his eyes flicked nervously, and rushed into Hang Jiuzhai's hands.The white eczema all over his small square face turned red nervously, his neck was not short in the first place, so he shrank back when he was frightened.His small shoulders were also square, and they were raised strangely at the moment, and the little heels of the worn-out shoes were always staggering.When he put the tea on the table, his hand shook, and the tea came out, which wet Hang Jiuzhai's painting. The splashed wet one is an imitation of Zhao Mengshun's "Tea Fighting Picture".The picture is an imitation, so it is not worth much, but it was copied by Hang Jiuzhai himself. After spending a lot of time, it is worth a lot.Hang Jiuzhai beat the dog to see its master, and scolded Wu Shenghao: "Blind little beggar, do you think this is a pig slaughterhouse? Let your wild dogs run around like wild dogs! Do you know what you splashed? Put you Such a person is not worth a painting in my hand even if he sells a hundred of them, where did he get a beggar? He is worthy of such a hall!" No matter how stupid Wan Fuliang Wan Butcher was, he could not hear the malice in his words.He was taken aback for a moment, and then he slapped Wu Sheng like a spinning top, spinning it straight into the arms of Wu Chaqing who was standing silently in the corner. The Wu Sheng that Wu Chaqing hugged was an eight-year-old Wu Sheng who was trembling with fright and crying.Wu Chaqing dragged the child into the inner hall without saying a word, Wan Fuliang was stunned for a while, and then left the outer hall with a flick of his sleeves.Hang Jiuzhai stood in front of the big table and froze. He really had never scolded a servant like this in his life. When he gets angry, his smoke pain will break out, and he will leave with a light stomp.Wu Chaqing pulled Wu Sheng out, who had changed into a new suit, and said, "This child has the same surname as mine, and he is from my hometown. He is a waiter at Longxing Teahouse. I will send him back." Embarrassed, Hang Jiuzhai took out two silver dollars from his pocket and held them out in front of the child.Wu Sheng lowered his head and turned to the side, not looking at anyone.This process didn't take long, he turned his head decisively, and carefully took the two silver dollars.His hands were so small and slender that they looked like two little tangles.He imitated the grown-ups, biting the edge of the silver dollar with his small white teeth, flicking it clumsily, putting it to his ear to listen.The eyes are dark and bright, and they are focused.Hang Jiuzhai smiled and said, "Look at the seal of Wangyou Tea House. We don't produce fake products here, but the threshold of small things is pretty good." Wu Chaqing didn't respond, but just looked at the little fellow.Wu Sheng finally verified the integrity of the two silver dollars, let go of his little hand, and slid it into his pocket. Wu Chaqing's hands loosened.Wu Sheng raised his face happily, and said confidently, "Grandfather, send me back!" Half of his face was swollen, his eyes were one big and one small, and his mouth was crooked.Wu Chaqing sighed, and took his hand again. Hang Jiuzhai also heaved a long sigh, well, the matter is finally over.He looked at the hall reluctantly as if he was fleeing, and it seemed that he lost interest in dealing with buyers again.Over there, a pile of calligraphy and paintings were still lying on the desk. He picked a few authentic ones and put them under his arm, and said to the clerk, "Hang them up, don't hang them crookedly, I painted them all!" Then, they left in the desert.