CIATB Chapter 265 I'm the Bill-Paying Expert
Chapter 265 I'm the Bill-Paying Expert
Chapter 265 I'm the Bill-Paying Expert
According to the signage, the collection is only displayed on floors four through seven, with the remaining floors being service areas.
The seventh floor serves as a modern exhibition hall, displaying not only exquisite modern ceramics but, more importantly, vividly showcasing the superb craftsmanship of ceramic production.
Lin Yourong linked arms with Yu Huan and strolled side by side with him.
The surrounding area was bustling with people, and the various noises mingled together, making it somewhat noisy.
Normally, Lin Yourong would definitely not be very comfortable in such a bustling environment.
But watching him pull out his phone from his pocket and snap away nonstop, saying things like, "Wife, look at this," "Wife, look at that"...
A slight smile crept onto her lips beneath her mask.
Although she couldn't answer aloud, she held him even tighter.
Despite the two of them being dressed in layers upon layers, Yu Huan, who was being used as a body pillow, could still feel the bulge in her chest...
However, since she managed to touch it this morning, and there were so many people around her, Yu Huan didn't have any romantic thoughts in her mind.
Being held so tightly on the arm, so close and affectionate, is both pleasant and strangely blissful.
Wherever the two walked, there were all kinds of porcelain, dazzling and beautiful.
In a great mood, Yu Huan kept the camera function on and took pictures with her phone every now and then.
He only put his phone back in his pocket when it suddenly vibrated slightly, indicating low battery.
Sister Ru only had a fruit charging cable in her car, and she didn't bring an Android charger when she went to Shanghai to see Lin Yourong, so she couldn't charge it in time at the hotel last night.
Upon seeing this, Lin Yourong immediately unzipped her down jacket, took out her phone from the inner pocket, and handed it to Yu Huan.
"Here, my phone is still fully charged." She spoke in a low voice, with a hint of coquettishness in it.
"Kuoyi."
Yu Huan didn't say much and took it.
When the screen lit up, he entered his birthday as the unlock password without hesitation.
The screen unlocked instantly, and I entered the main interface.
The camera icon was to the left of the call icon. When Yu Huan reached out her thumb to tap it, she accidentally touched the call function instead.
next moment.
Yu Huan's gaze fell on the first call record, and the word "husband" in the contact's name made him freeze instantly.
He stared blankly at the two words, then his gaze shifted to the small string of phone numbers below, and a ripple of emotion stirred within him.
How come he's not a 'debt collector' anymore?
Ok!
You, a pure-love warrior who would never open your mouth to call someone "husband," actually secretly have "husband" saved in your contacts, huh?
Yu Huan was secretly delighted, glancing at Lin Yourong who was intently admiring the porcelain vase.
The corners of his mouth, harder to suppress than an AK, were hidden inside the mask.
It's best not to publicize this little discovery too much for now. What if she gets teased and changes the nickname in a fit of anger? Wouldn't that be a loss?
He quietly exited the call interface and turned on the camera function.
Walking, stopping, taking pictures, the two slowly descended the stairs and arrived at the sixth floor.
Here, the development of modern kiln industry and the history of porcelain industry reform are presented one by one.
Yu Huan looked around, her goal clear, and led Lin Yourong toward the Eighteen Arhats in the Republic of China exhibition hall.
Soon, they both stopped in front of a ceramic sculpture with its head bowed and brows lowered.
This sculpture was used as an emoji by countless people many years later and is known as the Silent Bodhisattva, but in reality, it is a contemplative Arhat.
The sculpture has a plump face, kind eyes, and is in a meditative state, but its expression is quite humorous.
Yu Huan took a picture of the sculpture's face directly and said to Lin Yourong with a smile, "Wife, doesn't his expression look speechless?"
Lin Yourong looked around and, seeing that there weren't many tourists, whispered, "The Buddha statues here all look quite comical."
As she spoke, she looked closely at the sculpture in front of the two people, and immediately burst out laughing: "It's really speechless!"
Yu Huan waved the photo on her phone in front of Lin Yourong: "Send me this photo via WeChat later, I want to use it as my profile picture."
Lin Yourong tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I want one too!"
Her Weibo profile picture has always been a portrait of herself, while her QQ and WeChat profile pictures are of Totoro, the chubby character from Hayao Miyazaki's films.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yu Huan's lips beneath her mask: "A couple's profile picture, right?"
"Mmm~" Lin Yourong nodded slightly.
Yu Huan intertwined his fingers with hers and led her to another sculpture next to them.
He sat cross-legged atop the tiger, turned slightly to the side, pointed his sword forward, and glared angrily.
His expression was equally mesmerizing.
He snapped a photo of his face with a "click," chuckled, and said, "You used the Silent Buddha, I'll use this to kill the Buddha."
"Kill the Buddha?" Lin Yourong tilted her head, looking adorable.
Hearing her question, Yu Huan smiled, released her hand, turned around, and made a sword-finger gesture facing her: "biu~"
Lin Youren couldn't help but smile and said, "Image!"
Yu Huan took her hand again, his fingertips caressing the back of her soft hand: "It's decided then and there. You're a silent Bodhisattva, I'll kill the Buddha."
"Okay~" Lin Yourong nodded.
No need to queue, I leisurely visited the Eighteen Arhats exhibition hall on the sixth floor.
Yu Huan couldn't help but sigh, "This trip was definitely worthwhile!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong replied with a smile, "We haven't even seen the truly historical artifacts downstairs yet, and you're already saying the trip was worthwhile?"
Yu Huan shook her head slightly.
She doesn't understand.
Years later, these eighteen Arhat statues, created by Zeng Longsheng, a master porcelain maker during the Republic of China era, can be said to have supported half of Jingdezhen's cultural tourism industry.
During holidays, you might have to queue for half a day just to get a glimpse of it.
Lin Yourong noticed his little shaking motion and immediately felt an itch in her teeth, so she couldn't help but pinch the flesh on the back of his hand.
Yu Huan said he was used to it.
The two strolled hand in hand, from the modern and contemporary exhibition hall to the Ming and Qing dynasty exhibition hall, and then to the Yuan dynasty exhibition hall on the fourth floor.
Along the way, I have deeply felt the evolution of ceramic craftsmanship.
In particular, the blue and white porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty features rich and magnificent compositions.
Although blue and white porcelain originated in the Tang Dynasty, it truly matured in the Hutian Kiln in Jingdezhen during the Yuan Dynasty. From the Ming Dynasty onwards, blue and white porcelain became the mainstream of porcelain.
There are several places that claim to be the porcelain capital, but Jingdezhen's status is undoubtedly unshakeable.
In the bustling exhibition hall, they visited the Yuan blue and white porcelain, one of the museum's most prized possessions, one by one.
These are top-tier porcelain pieces, each one incredibly valuable.
Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, Yu Huan took Lin Yourong's hand and led her downstairs.
They didn't just skim through the exhibits; they looked at them very carefully. Even after two hours, they were still far from finishing the museum.
However, I had to cancel my dinner appointment. Nevertheless, being able to see the Silent Bodhisattva without queuing and visit all the Yuan blue and white porcelain pieces made the trip worthwhile.
In front of the small Audi, the two let go of each other's hands.
Lin Yourong was sitting in the passenger seat. She had just fastened her seatbelt when she saw Yu Huan take two hard-boiled eggs out of his pocket.
He gently tapped the two eggs together, causing the shells to crack slightly, then turned and handed one to Lin Yourong, saying softly, "Wife! Here you go."
Lin Yourong pulled her mask down to her chin, took the egg, skillfully peeled it, and said with a smile, "I don't eat the yolk~"
"You eat the egg white, I'll keep the yolk," Yu Huan said, peeling the egg in her hand and stuffing the whole thing into the gaping maw.
He casually placed the plastic bag containing the eggshells on the armrest box, his cheeks bulging as he slowly chewed.
Release the handbrake, gently press the accelerator, and drive the Audi out of the parking space.
Lin Yourong took a small bite of the slightly cool egg white, chewing slowly, while her fingertips slid across the central control display screen to set the navigation.
As noon approached, the sun hung high in the sky, casting a warm winter glow through the windshield onto Yu Huan, making him feel slightly hot.
He glanced at the navigation and found that the destination was only three kilometers away, so he gave up the idea of taking off his trench coat.
I couldn't help but think about it for a moment, wondering how Lin Yourong interacted with her senior sisters.
After swallowing the last bit of chewed egg in his mouth, he suggested, "Honey, shall we go buy some gifts first?"
Lin Yourong hesitated for a moment, then shook her head slightly and said, "No need. We're eating out, not at home. You can pay the bill later."
With one hand on the steering wheel and the other patting his chest, Yu Huan said confidently, "Don't worry about that, I'm the expert at paying the bill."
Lin Youren couldn't help but be tolerant of Jun.
She turned to the side, stuffed the round egg yolk in her hand into Yu Huan's mouth, and then picked up a bottle of mineral water from the foot pedal.
After unscrewing the cap, he first slowly fed Yu Huan two sips, and then slowly drank it himself.
Yu Huan felt completely comfortable after being fed by his wife and let out a long sigh of relief.
He glanced at his wife's beautiful profile and thought to himself, "This is the life of an angel!"
Just as Yu Huan's gaze returned to the road, a bright color suddenly caught his attention.
He exclaimed in surprise, "Wow!" At the same time, he raised his chin slightly and gestured to Lin Yourong, "Wife, look, that dragon is huge!"
Hearing the sound, Lin Yourong followed Yu Huan's gaze and looked at the windshield on her side.
On the shimmering lake surface, a blue-and-white porcelain dragon with outstretched whiskers and claws seemed to leap from the water, lifelike and vivid.
Lin Yourong took off her sunglasses, examined it carefully, and then smiled and agreed, "Hmm, it really is a huge dragon!"
The blue-and-white porcelain dragon and the ceramics museum are just across the road, built in a large lake by the roadside. Yu Huan drove his little Audi and quickly sped past.
“I estimate that this dragon must be at least fifty or sixty meters long,” Yu Huan said, turning his head to look at the road.
"I think so." Lin Yourong nodded slightly, then held out her small hand to him and said, "Where's my phone?"
Yu Huan kept one hand steady on the steering wheel and took out his phone from his pocket with the other, handing it to her: "Send me the photo of the Buddha who was shot dead."
"Okay," Lin Yourong replied softly.
Before long, following the navigation, they arrived at their destination.
Yu Huan followed the crowd and parked his Audi behind an Alto on the side of the road.
He glanced at the dashboard; it was only 11:13 a.m.
Seeing that Lin Yourong was still texting someone on her phone, Yu Huan got out of the car first.
The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.
He raised his hand to shield his eyes, gazing at the Changjiang River in the distance.
The river water rippled gently in the breeze, like delicate silk trembling in the sunlight.
Hearing the car door gently close, Yu Huan turned around and saw Lin Yourong pushing up her sunglasses with her slender fingertips.
Lin Yourong told him, "Senior Sister Zhang Ye is staying at the hotel next door. She told us to wait a moment, and she'll be down soon."
"Okay." Yu Huan nodded and walked to the passenger side.
in the sun.
Lin Yourong stood tall and graceful, her skirt swaying gently in the wind, charming and elegant. Even with her face covered, her mere presence was enough to draw attention.
Yu Huan couldn't help but step forward and hug her.
Lin Yourong tiptoed slightly, wrapped her arms around his waist, rested her chin on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Are you nervous about meeting my senior sister?"
"No."
Yu Huan shook her head slightly, whispering in his ear, "I love you," and said repeatedly.
"I took this opportunity to travel with you for the first time. We have very different temperaments and personalities, different little habits in life, and different views on some things. We were inseparable for a long time, and I thought we would have some arguments."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong chuckled and teased, "So you mean you want to argue with me?"
Hear the words.
Yu Huan immediately raised her hand and gently tapped her head: "What are you talking about! I just feel that our relationship doesn't seem to need any adjustment period, it's like we were made for each other!"
“Mmm…” Lin Yourong hugged him tightly.
The two hugged each other for a moment.
Yu Huan glanced around, and seeing that no one was around, he suddenly turned his head and whispered in her ear, "Wife..."
"Hmm?" Lin Yourong responded, the warm breath making her ears itch.
"Why are your clothes so bulging? What good stuff are you hiding?"
His words, tinged with a hint of mischief, fell to the floor.
Lin Yourong, her ears burning, abruptly released Yu Huan's embrace, raised her small fist and punched his chest, saying coquettishly, "You're so naughty!"
That stinky man—
I was just feeling touched when he started acting out of line again and started flirting with me!
Yu Huan smiled, her eyes peeking out from between her hat brim and mask. She nodded repeatedly and said, "Alright, alright, I know you won't tell me. It's your secret."
The words have not yet fallen.
Lin Yourong suddenly raised her leg to step on his foot, but in the end, it still landed lightly on his shoe.
She gave a soft "humph" and was about to speak when her iPhone suddenly vibrated in the pocket of her down jacket, ringing with an incoming call.
She lightly stepped on Yu Huan's foot and answered the phone.
"Hey, Senior Sister Zhang Ye, we're at the restaurant entrance..."
As she spoke, she angrily pinched and twisted the soft flesh on his waist.
What do you mean, this is her little secret?
I touched it this morning...
You just know how to make fun of her!
Amidst soft pleas of "Ouch, ouch, ouch," a slight smile crept across his face beneath the mask as he spoke into the phone:
"Ok."
(End of this chapter)