Galactic Garbage Station Chapter 101-103

"Teacher He, Dad, Mom, and teachers, good afternoon." Su Jing looks like a good kid, with his mentors, parents and many high school teachers present. He has to act better.

"A'Jing, come and greet the teacher." Su Jing's father, Su Zhenyue, beckoned. He had a little white hair on his head but he sat upright with his waist, essence, and spirit. He looked much better than Su Jing had seen him two months ago. Su Jing's mother, Ye Qin, just smiled at Su Jing. She is also very good-looking, ruddy, bright-eyed, and had a tendency to regain her youthful beauty. It must have been because of the Magical Beast meat and Immortal World deciduous leaves that Su Ya brought back.

"Teacher He, May you live as long as Southern Mountain and your fortune be as boundless as the Eastern Sea (Tran: A way of wis.h.i.+ng elderly in China)." Although he doesn't think much of this old ritual in his heart, Teacher He and his father are both biased towards the ancient literati and attach great importance to it. Su Jing has to greet them in it. Besides, it's not shameful to salute the elders who are as respectable as his grandfather's.

"Get up quickly." He Ruixiang, with a kind smile on his face, helped Su Jing up and laughed. 'I heard you've been doing well recently, and you've been raising pets. Why don't you give me one?'

"If you want. I can bring one as a gift." Su Jing said.

"That's not possible. The birthday gift has to be counted separately." He Ruixiang's earnest manner made everyone laugh.

"He earned a little money and he spends it in disorder. I haven't had time to teach him a lesson." Su Zhenyue has a stern face, but it's hard to conceal a trace of pride. Who doesn't want his son to have a good future? The word "looking forward to his son becoming successfull" applies to almost every family.

"Hha, young people have their own abilities, He can spend a little money, strictly speaking, earning without spending, is not conducive to promoting economic development." He Ruixiang is very open-minded, defending Su Jing.

"That's it. Teacher He's right." Su Jing immediately smiled and echoed. He didn't know how to tell his father. Now that he has his father's mentor to support him. What's there to fear?

Seeing Su Jing's complacency, Su Zhenyue stared at Su Jing. Ye Qin was amused. She took Su Jing hand and sat him down beside her. He whispered, "You are seldom complacent and forgetful. I'll have to settle accounts with you later. Little Ya went back and said something unclear." What she didn't know was that Su Ya spent most of her time playing with his pets and forgot her business. She just pretended to go to the seafood shops and fis.h.i.+ng grounds before leaving, and the answer was clear.

After Su Jing sat down, he couldn't speak at all. He Ruixiang and Su Zhenyue and other teachers were talking about ancient interesting things and teaching interesting things. Su Jing couldn't get in their conversation at all, so he sneaked away and went to the yard to meet his cla.s.smates.

When it was more than six o'clock, the party was almost all here, and the birthday banquet was officially started. First, He Ruixiang's eldest son, second daughter and youngest son gave their birthday speech, and then He Ruixiang's grandson and granddaughter gave their birthday speech… After a series of traditional rituals, He Ruixiang blows the birthday candles and shares cakes (playing birthday songs).

Next, it is the gift-giving session. Generally speaking, the birthday gift is just to be delivered by hand. It will not be arranged as a session, because many times it will lead to embarra.s.sing situations. If anyone's gift becomes more valuable than others, it will not only make the birthday banquet awkward but it will also make poor people lose face. Nevertheless, there is no such worry about giving gifts to He Ruixiang. He Ruixiang usually returns gifts as valuable as he receives. There is basically no comparison between the importance of gifts. Gifts to him are more interesting and meaningful than who they are. This has become a very interesting and happy session.

"I will give my present first." He Ruixiang's youngest son, He Jingdong, has a well-thought-out look.

"Kid, you won't send architectural drawings again, will you?" An old man laughed and made everyone laugh. This is an allusion. When He Jingdong was only eighteen years old, he won the Youth Architectural Design Award and presented the design drawings as a birthday gift to him Ruixiang. He Ruixiang was very proud that year. He praised the He Jingdong and boasted for his eighteen years old son. He Jingdong was very happy that day. The first year, the second year and the third year, He Ruixiang couldn't help but send so many architectural drawings. It's proud to receive this kind of gift in the first year, but everyone gets tired of receiving the same gift every year. So, it became a joke between relatives and friends after dinner.

"Cough, of course not." He Jingdong coughed twice, hiding his embarra.s.sment and took out a scroll, took out a picture from it and opened it in public, and immediately let people's eyes s.h.i.+ne. This is a painting of an old pine tree, giving people a sense of vitality, though old, It is a good painting and it also has a good implication.

"Ohhh!" He Ruixiang's eyes were bright and he was even shocked, but after staring at the painting for a while, he showed a relieved smile and said, "Although it's a modern copy, it's a first-cla.s.s painting and it's worth collecting."

"Wasn't it an antique?" He Jingdong suddenly wondered, but fortunately, his father liked it.

"Old He, I'd like to present my ugly gift too." A lean old man came out and said. Su Jing was surprised. Isn't he Shen Hong, the grandfather of Shen Jiayao, the chairman of the perfect Pet Paradise? Why does he seem to be familiar with He Ruixiang?

But when Su Jing thought about it, he was relieved. He Ruixiang liked painting and calligraphy and antiques, while Shen Hong was an antique Appraiser. They were similar in taste, age, and acquaintance.

"This old man, will he take out his baby and give it as a gift?" Su Jing slandered in his heart. Once he met Shen Hong, he was most impressed by his old and cunning ways. If he was not vigilant, the Purple Sandalwood would have been deceived by him.

But this time, Su Jing looked down on Shen Hong. Shen Hong took out a teapot and let everyone see it. Although Su Jing didn't know what kind of teapot it is but looking at He Ruixiang's face, it should be an antique item.

Relatives and friends have given gifts, paintings, pipe, rocking chair… There are all kinds of gifts, some are very interesting and meaningful, some are very ordinary daily necessities, Peng Ming also sent a cricket and Su Jing was thankful that he did not prepare a cricket as a gift.

He Ruixiang was most satisfied with the gift of Yang Wei. She gave him four treasures of the study: Ink, Paper, Pen, and Inkstone, each of which had a good origin. The pen was an ivory wolf pen, the ink was a pine smoke ink, the paper was a fine writing paper, the inkstone was an easy-to-wash ancient inkstone. He Ruixiang could not let go after reading it. He wrote well. Brush writing, so he especially likes this gift, and it can be used in the future, but it seems valuable. He hesitated for a while to accept it. He thought about how to return it to Yang Wei. He did not have the habit of taking advantage of his students.

Su Zhenyue's gift is a painting and calligraphy. He Ruixiang is also satisfied.

"Teacher He, this is my gift." Su Jing followed his father, handed the box up, opened it, and took out a tree root larger than his palm. This left everyone in the audience stunned. Who gave a tree root as a gift? But when they saw the natural shape of the tree root, everyone was shocked.

At first glance, this tree root is nothing, but when you look closely, you can see that it actually forms an old Taoist form of fairy wind tunnel bone. Although it is not as vivid as the carved image, it is better than natural shape.

"Interesting." He Ruixiang took the root of the tree and looked left and right. The more he looked, the more he liked it.

"The more you look, the more you look like an old Taoist(Chinese Idiom)."

The relatives and friends around us are more and more fond of it. If it's carved from a piece of wood, it's not surprising. It can be bought everywhere, but it's so natural that they're afraid it's hard to find a second piece under the sun.

When Yang Wei saw the tree roots, she showed a funny look, but when she saw them clearly, she could not help looking at them. She wondered where Su Jing had got such a top-quality tree root.

Shen Hong stared at the tree root for a while. His pupils suddenly shrank and his body trembled slightly. He turned to Su Jing and a trace of regret flashed on his face. If he did see it correctly, the tree root should be red sandalwood root, probably with those purple sandalwood roots from last time. If he had behaved generously at the beginning, he may have gotten this root at that time and maybe Su Jing could've even taken out the root of the tree last time. Compared with this one, the ones he bought before are all garbage.

"A'Jing, I can't accept this tree root." He Ruixiang stared at the root for a long time and suddenly became cautious. He held the root carefully, as if holding a precious treasure, for fear of being damaged.

"Teacher, this is a child's heart, you don't like it?" Su Zhenyue said.

"Of course I like it, but it is too valuable." He Ruixiang shook his head.

"Valuable?" Su Zhenyue was stunned. It's obviously just a tree root. I don't know where A'Jing picked it up from. It may be worth a few hundred yuan, but it shouldn't be worth much. Ye Qin also looked at the root with surprise and curiosity.

"Dad, If you like it then accept it, and I'll return something of equal value to A'Jing," He Jingdong said.

"Brat, you can't afford this gift." He Ruixiang smiled.

"A tree root, I can't afford it?" He Jingdong looked like he didn't believe it.

"It's nothing but…" He Ruixiang's eldest son and second daughter, both of whom could see a clue, look at the root but they were not expert and couldn't guess what the tree root is, but they dared not make a decision, afraid of making mistakes.

"Old Hong, come and see it." He Ruixiang told Shen Hong.

"Good." Shen Hong could hardly wait. If it hadn't been a gift from other people's disciples and grandchildren, he would have liked to come forward and grab it. He went up, trembling slightly, took over the root, looked carefully and his eyes become even brighter.

"What is the value of this tree root?" He Ruixiang asked.

"This…" Shen Hong frowned and thought for a moment, glancing slightly at Su Jing. "I'm not sure."

"Hha." He Ruixiang took a look at Shen Hong's face and smiled meaningfully. He took the root of the tree and handed it to Su Jing. "A'Jing, I received your gift, but you still have to take it back."

"All right." Su Jing didn't push back and forth. He also had some understanding of He Ruixiang's character and knew that he would never accept something that he said he won't.

"Teacher He, is this tree root so expensive?" Many people in the room expressed doubts, knowing that He Ruixiang had received gifts worth at least 100,000 yuan and it would be nice to get a gift in return of the same value. But this tree root, It looks like it won't be worth more than 200,000 yuan.

"A'Jing, do you want everyone to look at it carefully?" He Ruixiang said, intending to show off a little, although he did not receive the gift but this gift was sent to him, representing the vision and filial piety of the disciple, He is quite Proud.

"OK." Su Jing did not refuse and put the tree root on the table, but he only let others look at it and did not let others touch it.

"Young man, how about this root being transferred to me? I'll pay 200,000."

"I'll pay 250,000."

"I'll pay 300,000."

Among the guests, in addition to relatives and teachers, there are some friends of He Ruixiang's children, all of whom are businessmen. They obviously also took a fancy to this tree root and actually want to spend money to buy it.

"Teacher He's birthday party is still going on. Do you think this is a vegetable market?" Shen Hong said in a righteous and honest voice but he was anxious in his heart, he thought that he would talk to Su Jing in private later and buy the tree root. Who knew that his plan will be destroyed halfway.

"It's fine, Let's just watch the show." He Ruixiang smiled and waved his hand.

"But… this…" Shen Hong couldn't find an excuse. The Man of the hour didn't mind this and he wanted to watch the show. He suddenly walked to the tree root and shouted, "I'll give you half a million."

"…" All the people in the audience were speechless. Who was it that just said that this was not a vegetable market? At the same time, everyone was amazed at the fact that this tree root is not only worth 200,000, but it has already reached a value of 500,000. He Jingdong is a little stunned. The roots he despises are so expensive that he can't afford to return the courtesy, as his father said.

"Mr. Su, could you please keep this tree root for a while? I'll ask professional Appraiser to identify it and then make an offer." Among the businessmen, a tall middle-aged man thought for a while before he said. Obviously, he was not willing to give up the root, but he could not see the specific value. Now the price for it has reached 500,000 and it is not a small number.

"Isn't Old Mister Shen is an Appraiser of Myriad Treasures Auction House?" Someone pointed at Shen Hong and said.

"I…" Shen Hong was so anxious that he wanted to slap the person who pointed out his ident.i.ty. He had already seen that the root was absolutely valuable and will probably go for a high price. The reason why he was vague at first was that he did not want it to be known and wanted to buy it himself. However, his ident.i.ty is revealed now, If he didn't appraise it now then he would lose his reputation.

"Good, Old Hong, you don't have to worry about it. Do you think I will let you take advantage of my Disciples? Say honestly, what is the value of this tree root?" He Ruixiang laughed, apparently seeing through Shen Hong's deliberate concealment from the beginning.

"All right." Shen Hong, with a helpless face, gave up the idea of picking up the leak and took a deep breath. "First of all, this root is red sandalwood root, no matter what shape it is, it is of great value. Secondly, the old Taoist image of the tree root and fairies has a very good moral and is very popular, and has great collection value. Such a pure natural red sandalwood root, I am afraid that you will not find a second in the whole world. This is the so-called exotic goods. I can't estimate its specific value, but I can guarantee it in the name of Appraiser. It's worth at least three million yuan.

"Wow," the whole audience was shocked.

Such a root is worth three million yuan?

Su Zhenyue, Ye Qin, Peng Ming, Yang Wei, He Jingdong, etc.

All were dumbfounded and couldn't believe their ears.

Su Jing was also surprised, He knew that this tree root is worth more than ordinary leaflet purple Sandalwood, but unexpectedly it is worth at least three million yuan. This tree root is from the Coiling Dragon world garbage. When he had seen it the first time, he liked its strange shape so he collected it and did not sell it to Shen Hong with other purple Sandalwood. Now Su Jing can't help but feel that his original decision was really brilliant. Otherwise, if Shen Hong offered hundreds of thousands of yuans that day, with his own knowledge and mentality at that time, maybe he could not help selling it.

"Really, is it so expensive?" Many people expressed their doubts, They can reluctantly accept 500,000 but three million is too exaggerated.

"I haven't said much yet. You probably don't know much about exotic goods. Let me tell you about them. There are five exotic stones in China. The agate stone collected by the Beijing Munic.i.p.al People's Government from Inner Mongolia and it is made of ordinary agate stone. However, it looks like a fluffy chicken with a yellowish color, and the stone is moist and lifelike. Experts estimate its price at 130 million yuan. Another one is called the world's first wonder stone, 'more than one year a year', it is valued at 500 million yuan. In addition, Yinchuan collectors 'hands of the Qinghai Yellow River Qis.h.i.+' the beginning of man', Yinchuan collectors' hands of an agate stone' years', Beijing collectors'hands of the Chinese territory', are extremely high priced. Their greatest value lies in their pure natural shape.

Shen Hong paused, then continued, "This tree root may not be as good as those strange stones, but it is also purely natural. If it is stirred up by the news media, it can be said that the price will not be capped. As long as someone likes it, it will not be surprising for it to sell for a very high price. Mr. Su may as well get our Myriad Treasures Auction House to auction this, which should be able to bid high prices." Having said the price, he did not intend to grab it. He couldn't bring out three million yuan.

"Let's talk about it later," Su Jing said. He didn't mean to leave this tree root for collection. For the time being, he is building a Building and he lacks money. The collection can't be eaten, but since it is so valuable, he doesn't plan to sell it yet. He had to try to sell it at the highest price. Auction houses might be a good choice.

"A'Jing, where did you get this from?" Peng Ming and other students couldn't help but ask.

"I picked it up," Su Jing replied, taking the tree root and putting it back into the box and handing it to his mother, Ye Qin, for safekeeping.

"…" Everyone saw Su Jing's careless look, and they really wanted to strangle him. This Bulls.h.i.+t luck is too good and he is saying it like he takes these kinds of things for granted. They really don't know how many people envy and hate him at the same time.

"Su Jing, you put away the tree root, don't you plan to send another gift?" Yang Wei said suddenly, with a hint of teasing on her face.

"A'Jing has already sent the tree root and its the thought that counts." He Ruixiang defended Su Jing.

"That's not going to work. It's not going to be returned. I really should give you another gift." Su Jing said seriously.

"You also prepared a second gift?" He Ruixiang smiled, and Yang Wei was a puzzle. Looking at Su Jing's calm and relaxed manner, did he really prepare a second gift?

"I didn't prepare a second gift, but…" Su Jing paused intentionally and then said, "I can prepare on the spot."

"Oh?" He Ruixiang is very interested.

"Can you lend me ink, paper inkstone, and a pair of couplet paper?" Su Jing said.

He Ruixiang's eyebrows were picked by this remark. Yang Wei and others had a slightly strange face. He asked him to prepare ink and couplet paper. Did he want to write couplets in front of He Ruixiang? As they all know, He Ruixiang has a good command of brush writing. He writes couplets several times better than printing. His calligraphy is adopted by many download websites of calligraphy. He is a great calligrapher. Su Jing actually wants to write a couplet birthday gift in front of He Ruixiang, which is really bold of him.

"You're not going to write couplets, are you?" Peng Ming wondered if he had misunderstood it.

"Yeah." Su Jing nodded.

"You are really bold!" Peng Ming and others raised their thumbs one after another, but their faces were playful. Su Jing could not write with the brush in high school. They knew where they could practice even if they had practiced in recent years. Brush calligraphy is broad and profound, but it can not be practiced in three or two years. Maybe it can show off in front of laymen, but it can not be hidden in front of real calligraphers.

Su Zhenyue and Ye Qin are looking at Su Jing funnily. What kind of gift do you want to give? You can write couplets on the spot with great courage, but you can't spare any effort. Su Zhenyue also has good brush writing skills. However, he would not dare to write couplets on the spot in front of He Ruixiang. Where does Su Jing get his courage from? Nevertheless, Su Jing's words are all spoken out and they can't call Su Jing back.

"Jingdong, take out ink, paper inkstone, and couplet paper." He Ruixiang smiled, even with a smile in his eyes. For a long time, no students dared to show their brush characters in front of him, let alone write couplets as birthday gifts.

He Jingdong immediately took the ink, ink, inkstone and couplet paper and put them on the desktop. He also polished Su Jing's ink, but he also had a funny look on his face. It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Su Jing really has the guts to show brush strokes in front of their father.

In fact, Su Jing was not so relaxed as he seems on the surface, but he was very worried. Of course, he did not plan to write a couplet of brush letters to give as gifts, but only to prepare a gift. He Ruixiang returned it and was pushed out by Yang Wei. It would not be good to give another gift now. So he decided to show his own brush letters in which he had made great progress.

Su Jing didn't stop practicing Immortal World's brush strokes during this period. The last time Spirit Reader Master stimulated his spirit, he almost collapsed. It was also the critical moment that the artistic conception of brush strokes had some effects, so he deeply realized the potential role of practicing these brush strokes.

Su Jing now not only writes more elegantly and artistically but also can control the size of each word and the interval between two words precisely. Although it is not as good as the words on Immortal World waste paper, he thinks he has progressed a lot.

Su Jing took a deep breath, picked up the brush, dipped the ink, and dropped the pen directly on the couplet paper.

At the moment of his writing, it seemed as if he had entered a kind of artistic conception as if he had suddenly become an ancient scholar, as if his mind was at a standstill and everything around him had nothing to do with him and he had an indescribable charm about himself.

This scene caused the eyes of He Ruixiang, Su Zhenyue, Shen Hong to brighten, even other people who are not very knowledgeable also showed a hint of surprise, They have not read the word and they only looked at Su Jing posture, there is a feeling that Su Jing really knows brush strokes.