Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 130 Sleeping in each other's arms
Jiang Xingye packed up one portion of braised pork, and left the remaining portion and the stir-fried pork with green peppers for him and Xu Qinghuan. He thought of Xu Qinghuan being from the south, so he specially asked for rice.

Xu Qinghuan only ate half and gave the remaining half to Jiang Xingye.

Jiang Xingye was worried when he saw that she only ate so little. "Eat more, you're too thin."

"I just want to eat more vegetables!" she said, picking up a green pepper with chopsticks and putting it in the bowl.

There was quite a lot of meat in the stir-fried pork with green peppers, mostly lean meat. Jiang Xingye picked out all the lean meat and put it in her bowl, and also gave her several pieces of braised pork.

The braised pork was oily but not greasy, and tasted especially good, but she couldn't eat too much. After eating two pieces, she felt full and wanted to eat more. She separated the fat and lean meat, ate the lean meat, and put the fat meat into Jiang Xingye's bowl.

"I don't eat fatty meat." Xu Qinghuan felt a little embarrassed. In her two lives, she had never asked anyone to eat something she didn't eat.

In the previous life, there was no need for that. But in this life, when I was extremely hungry, I wanted to dig up the mud from the ground and eat it. There was no way there would be anything left for others to eat!

"I eat the fat, and you eat the lean." As he said that, Jiang Xingye picked up the pieces of braised pork with chopsticks and put all the lean meat into Xu Qinghuan's bowl.

"That's enough. I don't want it anymore." Xu Qinghuan protected her bowl. How could she eat a big bowl of braised pork?

The object was cat food, and Jiang Xingye thought that she would be hungry at night, so he left two buns in his arms, took a box of braised pork, and went out with the object.

The two first went to the scrap collection station and gave the old man a box of braised pork and three meat buns.

Old Man Xia looked at Xu Qinghuan and said to Jiang Xingye, "Have you got a wife?"

Jiang Xingye was unusually shy and glared at Old Man Xia.

Old Man Xia clicked his tongue twice and asked Xu Qinghuan, "Girl, there are two bowls in the southeast corner. They are reserved for you."

Xu Qinghuan took a bowl in each hand and immediately felt that the amount was too heavy. The bottom of the bowl in his left hand had the words "Made in the Chenghua Period of the Ming Dynasty" on it. The bowl had a smooth wall and a slightly curved rim. The outer wall was painted with okra branches, winding and twisting, with tender leaves hidden among the flowers, shiny as fat and smooth as jade. [1]

It was later sold at a high price of 1.41 million Hong Kong dollars.

The bowl on the right is a blue and white high-footed bowl with the inscription "Ode to Eternal Peace" made by Emperor Cricket. The outer wall is largely blank, with only the Tibetan scripture "Ode to Peace" written in blue and white around the center of the bowl. The font is neat and elegant, the brushstrokes are vigorous and powerful, and the blue and white color is elegant and vivid. [2]

The final price at later auctions was 5232.5 million yuan.

These two pieces can be said to be rare treasures in porcelain collections.

Xu Qinghuan was a little embarrassed for a moment, not knowing whether she should accept it. She took one in each hand and walked outside carefully, "Old man, you recognize this, right?"

Old Man Xia held a meat bun in one hand and chopsticks in the other, eating with great pleasure. "I don't know it, so why should I know it? Do you want it or not? If you dare, take it. If you don't dare, keep it. Whether it breaks or gets stolen and sold in the future, I don't care."

In this day and age, collecting these things is asking for trouble.

"Sell? Sell to whom?" Xu Qinghuan asked.

"Who do you want to sell it to? You girl, you look like a smart person, but why are you like a fool? There are a lot of people out there who want it. You don't want it, but there are many people who are vying for it." said Old Man Xia.

Jiang Xingye said from the side, "Can you speak properly?"

Old Man Xia grinned, "You're going to protect me right now? If you're not a fool, what are you? If you were smart, would you want me?"

Xu Qinghuan knew the old man was joking, so she blushed and changed the subject, "Okay, then I'll take it."

Old Man Xia then said solemnly, "Girl, if you want it, you must be responsible for it. You must keep it well and don't let it be lost outside." Xu Qinghuan knew that the "lost outside" he mentioned meant lost abroad. In the current chaotic period, many people took this opportunity to take some things passed down by their ancestors abroad.

People are selling it cheaply now, and in the future people with conscience will try their best to buy it back at a high price.

Otherwise, how could the Daying Museum have 2.3 Chinese cultural relics?

"I will be responsible." Xu Qinghuan thought that no one was better equipped to protect cultural relics than she was.

Xu Qinghuan slept in the doctor's room on duty all night, while Jiang Xingye leaned on a bench in the corridor outside all night. He took a short nap, but didn't dare to sleep too deeply, and kept guarding the door.

In the middle of the night, he heard a sound from inside. He stood up and walked to the door. He put his ear to the door and listened for a while. Then he knocked on the door lightly. "Huanhuan?"

Xu Qinghuan opened the door, yawning with sleepy eyes, "Aye, I had a nightmare."

She rubbed her stomach, which made a gurgling sound. Jiang Xingye handed her the bun he had been holding in his arms. "You must be hungry. Eat a bun. I'll be waiting outside. Don't be afraid!"

"Come in and stay with me for a while!"

Jiang Xingye came in and opened the door wide so that the people at the door could see inside at a glance.

Xu Qinghuan ate half of the bun and stuffed the remaining half into Jiang Xingye's mouth. She leaned against Jiang Xingye, closed her eyes, and murmured, "Aye, stay with me."

She was a bit picky about her bed, especially in such an unfamiliar environment, sleeping with her clothes on and in the noise, which made it even harder for her to fall asleep. She tossed and turned and never had a peaceful sleep.

Jiang Xingye leaned against the head of the bed, and Xu Qinghuan leaned in his arms. The scent of him made her feel very safe. From time to time, there would be patients coming to the hospital and causing a commotion, but Xu Qinghuan was never woken up again.

Jiang Xingye didn't dare to close his eyes. He looked at the girl in his arms, and a new hope arose in his heart.

Does her dependence on him mean that he can have more hope for the future?
His fingers gently traced over her face, every inch of skin and lines, looking at it very carefully and cautiously. The cherishment in his eyes was touching.

Xu Qinghuan woke up and saw Jiang Xingye with his head down and his eyes closed. She moved slightly and he woke up with a clear look in his eyes.

He sat like this all night?
Xu Qinghuan felt extremely distressed. She turned over, put her arms around his neck, and squeezed into his arms. "Didn't you sleep all night?"

Jiang Xingye didn't feel sleepy. He tentatively placed his hand on her waist, and felt that her waist was as slender and soft as the water grass in a spring pond, thin and tender. "I'm fine. Did you sleep well?"

"Slept well. Slept well."

Her cheek was pressed against Jiang Xingye's face, which felt a little rough. She couldn't help but rub it. Jiang Xingye's whole body stiffened, and the hand holding his waist tightened involuntarily.

The voice was hoarse, "Huanhuan!"

From a medical point of view, Xu Qinghuan's experience in getting along with men could be rated 100 points in theory, but less than 30 points in practical experience.

She had no idea how dangerous her actions were, especially doing such a thing in the morning to a hot-blooded man, which was tantamount to setting herself on fire.

Jiang Xingye felt sweet and painful, as if there was a fire burning in his body, ready to move.

He quickly stood up, and Xu Qinghuan was also picked up by him, flying into the air and avoiding his body.

The descriptions of cultural relics in [1] and [2] are from Baidu.

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