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13. The iron plate with the word "Jiang"

"Huh? Senior, is this your new drawing?"

Mi Xiaonuo pointed to the sketching scenery on the wall that Ding Shuo had just hung up not long ago, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

She often comes to the gallery to help, so she is more familiar with the store.

I vaguely remember that when I came to the gallery to help a few days ago, I didn’t seem to have this work.

Ding Shuo smiled and said, "If I had this level, I would have held an art exhibition long ago! This one I just collected today. How about it? It's not bad, right?"

Mi Xiaonuo nodded slightly: "The technique is superb and the color is very advanced. Although it still cannot reach the level of superb level, it is still very clear. It is obvious that it is an early work of a master."

After hearing Mi Xiaonuo gave such a high evaluation, Ding Shuo put on the black frame: "Haha, you may not believe it. The person who painted this painting has never been to college. All the techniques used in this painting are learned through the Internet and figured out by yourself..."

"I'm going, it's true? Then the author of this painting is simply a genius!"

While Mi Xiaonuo was shocked, there was a little more admiration on his face.

She limped to the picture and couldn't help but take a few more glances from close range.

The more I look at it, the more shocked I feel.

It’s not to be swearing or not to be black. If this painting was written by a master, after a few years of baptism, it will definitely reach the level of the collection.

Artists all have a habit of seeing eye-catching works, and they can't pull their legs.

"Stop looking, let's go to have dinner first. If it's late, there will be no place." Ding Shuo took a look at the time. The grilled fish shop was not too far away. It was just next to Xingyue Home Plaza across the Antique Street. It took only ten minutes to walk over.

If someone else wants to eat at the store, you have to make an appointment at least one day in advance.

Fortunately, Ding Shuo met the owner of that store. Not only did he not have to queue up, he could also enjoy the lowest discount.

"Okay..." Mi Xiaonuo looked away from the painting reluctantly and asked Ding Shuo who was standing beside him, "Is the store you mentioned far away?"

"It's not too far, just across the street from Antiques."

"I'm knocking, you're talking about the grilled fish of grandma in the family, right?" Mi Xiaonuo looked shocked.

"Yes, that's the one." Ding Shuo nodded. Mi Xiaonuo was a foodie. It was not surprising that he knew what delicious food was in Qinghe City.

"Wow, that restaurant is very popular. Every time I pass by the grilled fish shop, there is a long queue at the door. I heard that the owner of the restaurant is particularly unique and serves a limited quantity of 99 fish every day. If this is the spot, I will definitely not even be able to eat fish bones." After Mi Xiaonuo said that, he sighed quietly.

"How do you know if you don't go and see it? Maybe it's raining today and there are not many people queuing up?"

"But my knees hurt so much. I'm afraid I can't go that far. Or..." Mi Xiaonuo seemed to have come up with some bad idea. A hint of cunning appeared on his originally charming little face, "Hehehe, why don't you carry me on your back? He's only more than ninety pounds."

"Stop being so pretty, you will be gossiped by your neighbors!" Ding Shuo immediately refused, "You said you were the same. You ran over from afar just to have a meal and even threw your knees into this way. It's not worth it..."

"Hmph, I'm happy!"

“…”

Outside the door, it was drizzling, and it was getting slow.

On the road surface, ripples appear on the small puddles.

It seems that I can't stop for a while.

In the end, the two decided to ride over on the motorcycle.

Ding Shuo locked the store door, stepped on the motorcycle, and handed his helmet to Mi Xiaonuo who was riding behind him.

It can shelter from wind and rain, and also ensure her safety.

"Hey, you changed your car? This color is too sexy, right?"

"Sit firmly..." Ding Shuo slammed the accelerator twice, turned around and gave a reminder, and rode away on the motorcycle.

Mi Xiaonuo, who was riding behind, subconsciously hugged his big thick waist.

A few minutes later, the two rode out of the antique street on motorcycles. From a distance, they saw grandma’s grilled fish at the door. Greedy diners lined up in a long line with umbrellas.

"I'll just say that if you want to eat his grilled fish, you have to come and queue up after breakfast." Mi Xiaonuo pouted, looking a little depressed.

"Haha, it's not as exaggerated as you said." Ding Shuo rode a motorcycle and turned into an alley with a familiarity.

"Senior, why did you ride into the alley?" Mi Xiaonuo looked puzzled. Although she had heard from her classmates about this store, she had never found a suitable opportunity to consume.

To be precise, it was the one who hadn't waited to invite himself to eat grilled fish.

After all, it costs five or six hundred yuan to spend a meal here, which is almost as good as my living expenses for a week.

"Since you can't line up in front, then go to the back door!" Ding Shuo held up the black frame on the bridge of his nose. In fact, he didn't want to go to the line, but who gave him this privilege?

Nowadays, privilege is not only used to show off your superiority, but also a symbol of identity and strength.

Although this description is a bit unfair, it is not necessary to have privileges. So what is the difference between it and a fool?

"Ah? Can you still walk through the back door?" Mi Xiaonuo was secretly shocked.

"Of course, but this back door is not something that anyone wants to open!"

While talking, the two rode their motorcycles and came to a very ancient wooden door.

Ding Shuo stopped the motorcycle in the open space beside him, stepped up the stone steps, and raised his hand to buckle the copper ring on the wooden door.

After a while, the quaint wooden door creaked and was staggered with a thin slit. A beautiful woman wearing a white cheongsam and umbrella came into view.

Ding Shuo didn't say much, and took out a mahjong-sized iron plate from his pocket and gave it to the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman saw the word "Jiang" engraved on the iron plate, smiled slightly at Ding Shuo, put the two of them into the backyard, closed the door again, and inserted the door bar.

The courtyard is not big, but it is quiet and pleasant.

Several pear trees were planted in the yard. Under the invasion of morning rain, the snow-white pear blossoms withered and scattered all over the ground.

In addition, there was a huge stone mill in the yard, and an ancient aura rushed towards us.

"Please follow me, please!" The beautiful woman turned around gracefully. Her every frown and smile, coupled with this scene, gave people the illusion of traveling through time and space.

The two followed the beautiful woman, Ding Shuo remained silent, while Mi Xiaonuo looked at everything in the yard curiously.

She poked Ding Shuo who was walking in front of her with her fingers and whispered: "Senior, this place is so great. How did you know that this store has a backyard?"

Ding Shuo smiled but said nothing.

Speaking of which, it is considered to be destined to be with this store.

When he graduated from college, he once went fishing by the river and saved a girl who fell into the water.

The girl's grandfather was very grateful and wanted to thank her heavily, but she was directly rejected by Ding Shuo, who was just a fledgling man.

So the girl's grandfather gave him an iron plate with the word "jiang" engraved.

It is said that this iron brand is the pass of the Jiang family and you can enjoy all the privileges of all restaurants and hotels under the Jiang family.

Ding Shuo later learned that this iron medal could not be bought even if it was money. Only those who were kind to the Jiang family would have this iron medal.

Looking at the entire Qinghe City, there are no more than twenty people with this iron card.

As for the privileges this iron plate has, Ding Shuo was not particularly clear. He only knew that this thing could be made without reservations and could enjoy the lowest discount.

Grandma's grilled fish happens to be a specialty restaurant under the Jiang family.

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