What kind of experience is it for Shanghainese to drift north?

Speaking of which, I really want to cry. I am like a person who has been abandoned by reality. Compared with Ke Xue’s British boyfriend, I am inferior in figure, education, family, genes... nothing compares. Come on, I'm so ashamed.

Listening to my confession, Fu Pingqiu hummed lightly.

I lowered my head and said: You also feel ashamed of me?

He smiled, stretched out his hand and rubbed my hair: you are very cute.

"But I..."

Fu Pingqiu shook his head and interrupted me: "I don't think the external things you mentioned can determine a person's ultimate good or bad. There are more than seven billion people in this world, and a perfect protagonist must exist. But who can decide that you are the protagonist in the book? The most important thing is not to underestimate yourself. In my eyes, the gap between C major and F major is only more than 1 kilometers, so what about B major, and what is the difference between ABCDEF major ?You have no comparison with others, because you have a unique soul, which is also my favorite part. As long as you treat yourself as a prince, you are a prince."

I have never heard of such remarks, and I was a little dazed for a while... This is too presumptuous.Can an actor be a good actor without an audience?Maybe this is caused by the difference between my living environment and his. Not only that, but I think what he said is very reasonable... If I don’t care about those things, maybe I can live a very easy life.

Fu Pingqiu said: "You know, when I just graduated with a Ph.D., an auction house in Beijing invited me to be an antique appraiser. It is a place for big business, and there are countless big bosses among the clients. As long as you participate in two auctions every month, you can get a commission equivalent to the vice president of a small and medium-sized company."

The hot water in the bathtub was much colder, we had almost finished washing, each simply showered and walked out of the bathtub.

"Why didn't you go?" I put on my slippers, thinking that Fu Pingqiu is really not human.

"You saw it too, but I didn't go because I didn't like it." He said lightly.

"Only for this reason?"

Fu Pingqiu put his arms around my waist from behind, put on a bathrobe for me, and rested his chin on my shoulders: "It's okay to travel around often, the main reason is that I don't like it. I was already working in the Forbidden City I have been an apprentice for a while, and I like working in the Forbidden City very much. Although the salary is not very high, but there is a very cultural atmosphere, and I am surrounded by colleagues who cherish cultural relics. I changed my career from the physics department because of this...and It’s not that physics is bad, physics is also very useful, but it’s a pity that I won’t be able to use it in my work in the future.”

It takes a lot of courage to do something you want to do... Come out, change your major, give up a high-paying job, so many seemingly heavy things are in Fu Pingqiu's hands, and he can pick them up lightly.

I finally realized the gap between myself and Fu Pingqiu.

One weekend at the end of February, when the spring was cold, I got up early for the first time, yawned and wrapped myself in a thick coat.I made an appointment with Fu Pingqiu and he will take me to visit the Forbidden City again.

Before going out, Fu Pingqiu was wearing a very elegant gray coat, a dark wide scarf was loosely wrapped around his neck, his hair was combed meticulously, and he looked dignified. Looking at the door, I can't help but think that his outfit is really suitable for a date.

...Wait, is that a date? !Oh my god... I was dragged out by the other party before I had time to change clothes, and it turned out that I was the only one dressed bloated... Damn.

Don't freeze, you're cute dressed like this...Fu Pingqiu covered his mouth and said.

In the past, my impression of cultural relics has always been that only those with leisure and leisure will study them, and they cannot be sold. It is like an investment with no return, and I don’t know how to rely on it for a living.After being with Fu Pingqiu, I gradually became interested in history and wanted to know what his world was like.

There are more and more topics we can talk about when we are together, family, city, childhood life, career... It seems that I can't understand your world anymore, computers are too complicated for me, Fu Pingqiu said helplessly.But I know that he obviously learns faster than me, and he is the most deadly pretending to be invisible.

From a distance, I can see the Forbidden City shrouded in golden light in the early morning, wintersweet blooming in full bloom protruding from the red wall, and the square is bustling with people.

We came out without breakfast. Fu Pingqiu didn't take me in directly, but walked to a breakfast car on the street outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony Square.It's a food stall set up by a hawker. The wooden shelves are filled with bright red candied haws, and the glass case contains pancakes, fried dough sticks, tea eggs... and baked sweet potatoes that are burnt on the outside and golden on the inside!The smoky aroma wafted in the cold air, and I couldn't help swallowing when I smelled it.

There was a circle of people in front of the dining car, several children clamoring for candied haws, parents scrambling to put money in it, the hawkers were very busy.

"Want to eat?" Fu Pingqiu asked me.

"think."

"It's okay for outsiders to do it?" He said deliberately.

Not long after, holding the hot sweet potato in my hand, when the cold wind blows, I almost shed tears.

It was only the second time I came here that I realized that the entire Forbidden City was much bigger than I had imagined. The last time I came here, I only saw the tip of the iceberg.Fu Pingqiu applied for a special visitor card for me, and I could go in with him through the side gate instead of queuing up at the gate alone.

The collection of cultural relics in the Forbidden City can be traced back to the Xia and Shang Dynasties at the earliest, and the treasures of the Ming and Qing Dynasties are the most in stock.Now the entire palace is only open to tourists for three quarters, and even Fu Pingqiu has never entered some palace rooms.He took me into a small room and pointed me to a set of rosewood tableware in a display case.

Cups, bowls, plates, chopsticks, chopstick rests...all of them are carefully crafted, and I recognized the wine bowl with the "Pisces Playing Pearl" hidden inside it at a glance!I thought the engraving of the imitation was fine enough, but the real one in front of me was even more advanced.

"This set of tableware was donated to the Forbidden City by a collector at the end of last year. I was in charge of the main appraisal. It was originally the property of Zhou Yongwei, a wealthy businessman in Jiaxing, Chongzhen. In the world, red sandalwood is mostly used for large-scale furniture, but tableware is rare, so it is very rare that this set of collections can be preserved." Fu Pingqiu said.

I asked: "Wouldn't it be that without you as an appraiser, they would have no history?" It's like a hero who has gone through countless wars, but in the end he can't leave a piece of proof of his great achievements.

"Maybe." Fu Pingqiu was noncommittal, "Collectors are the happiest if they know the origin, but many times collectors can't figure out the origin of the collection after passing it down for several generations. It depends on me and my colleagues."

Fu Pingqiu took me to another glass cabinet not far away, and I noticed that his brows were gradually furrowed, and there was an expression of displeasure and regret on his face.There is also a set of tableware in the cabinet. This set is a set of ceramic products from the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty. In the center is a large porcelain plate dyed with landscape paintings. The color of plum green is as warm and beautiful as a gentleman.

It's a pity that when you get close, you can notice that there are several cracks on the edge of the large porcelain plate. Although it is well decorated, you can still see it if you look closely.

Fu Pingqiu told me that this set of porcelain was intercepted by the State Administration of Cultural Heritage at the beginning of the year from a cultural relics dealer in Xi'an. When the cultural relics dealer was arrested, he was desperate and threatened the police with a porcelain plate. If he dared to arrest him, he would break the plate.The police did their best to protect it, but this plate was still partially damaged by him, and it could not be restored to its original appearance by later repairs, which is really a pity.But Fu Pingqiu was called to identify it later. The first thing he saw was the broken porcelain plate, and he was very angry.

"Damn it... this man is a beast!" I scolded.Unexpectedly, the "story" of "returning perfect to Zhao" can also happen in modern times.

He sighed and said, "It was my fault that I vented my unhappiness at work on you later."

It turned out to be that night... I blushed a little, and then patted him very understandingly, "It's okay, it won't hurt anyone who encounters it, it's like someone clearing the code I worked so hard all night with one click It feels the same..."

"Hey," I suddenly thought of something, "I remembered that you seemed to mention something about 'carpentry is disgusting' in the x-like answer of 'encountering supernatural events', and Miss A's house is haunted. It's creepy... I didn't believe it at first, but later I found out that the answers you wrote are all true, but the haunted... is that also true?"

Fu Pingqiu paused, then smiled: "Do you think it's true?"

"……you?!"

God!When will I be able to see through this devil's palace thoroughly!

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