Teacher He of the Siheyuan

He Daqing repeatedly persuaded Wang Weiqiang to sit down and have another cup of tea.

But Director Wang insisted on leaving, so he enthusiastically sent this good brother out of the door.

What a good brother, every time I come to him, he is either promoted or raised, and this time he sent a huge sum of money.

Gee.

Brother Wang, for the sake of money, if you are really sent to clean the toilet, I will definitely ask my subordinates not to go to the toilet in your jurisdiction.

After Wang Weiqiang went out, he went directly to the factory director's office, and briefly explained what happened.

"Factory Director, it's not easy for Mr. He, after all, it is such a large quantity that we must find a way."

"Originally He Daqing didn't agree with it. I persuaded him with good words. Later, he said that he wanted 1000 yuan to clear up the relationship with his friends. I argued and tried to reduce the amount by 200 yuan. That's how it happened."

After listening to Wang Weiqiang's speech, Director Yang knew what he said, but he didn't believe it all.

But he is still able to accept the price of 800 yuan. What is short of food and clothing is that the price of pork has risen a lot in winter.

It is definitely not a loss to buy more than 800 catties of pork for 1000 yuan, and the most important thing is that there is no ticket.

So he encouraged Director Wang a few words to let him do a good job, and he could see the work results, and then approved a note of 800 yuan and handed it to Director Wang.

He Daqing went to the financial office after receiving the note, and it was Liu Yue who gave him the money.

"Director He is going to buy good things again." Liu Yue's big eyes blinked like a curious baby.

The person who approved the note was Director Yang, but the person who received the money was He Daqing, a dignified director. With such a large sum of money, it was self-evident what to buy.

It must be meat, it can't be shredded vegetables, radishes and potatoes.

"Don't inquire about matters between men." He Daqing didn't let go, but said with a serious face, "Have a child early when you are young, and the family will be lively. If you need it, you can find Uncle He. Uncle has experience."

"Director He, you make fun of me." Liu Yue is no longer a little girl, and she is not at all afraid of being teased by an old man.

"I'm still young and I'm at the age of career. My goal is to be a director just like you, so you have to take care of me. Maybe someday there will be another opportunity to cooperate."

Isn't it just a gag? Liu Yue is still proficient at a young age, and even hinted that there will be opportunities to cooperate in the future.

You can't marry a woman who really knows how to settle accounts, she's too shrewd!

After receiving the money, He Daqing happily left the factory and arrived at a pigeon market near Liulichang.

The pigeon market here is different from the ordinary pigeon market. Most of the items exchanged are calligraphy, painting, literature and play, and daily necessities such as rice flour, camellia oleifera are rarely seen here.

The place to set up the stall is not in the alley, but indoors.

He walked into an antique courtyard with three entrances with ease, and each room had a stall owner, which could also be regarded as a temporary shop.

He Daqing covered his face with a scarf and began to stroll around. This is a good place to pass the time.

Listen to various antique stall owners bragging for free, everything from the toilet chip used by the first emperor, the Xiongnu knife seized by Huo Qubing, to the hexagrams used by Liu Bowen for divination.

Every time I come, I can hear new tricks.

Much better than cross talk.

Is it true that even a cook like He Daqing can't understand it, it's just Tu Yile.

Just buy one that looks pleasing to the eye. Anyway, the cost of counterfeiting is more expensive than the real thing these days. It is not a rare treasure and it is not worth counterfeiting.

More importantly, it is cheap. You can buy a few catties of food stamps for a few dollars. There are so many genuine products.

He is not short of money with a huge sum of money in his pocket.

Adding up the 800 yuan this time, and the supply of soap that has been maintained with Brother Qingmu, adding up the scattered income, it is not polite to say that He Daqing's net worth is now half a million yuan.

In the courtyard, it is estimated that even if the other two uncles plus Liu Haizhong, the former second uncle, combined, they would not be able to compare.

The wealth came so suddenly, and it was all made by He Daqing's hard work. The wealth of 5000 yuan almost surpassed 90.00% of the people in the country at this time.

Thinking about it is really a little exciting.

While strolling around, He Daqing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stopped in front of a pair of yellowed calligraphy and paintings.

The painting is a section of ink-colored bamboo leaves, and the handwriting is even more chic and elegant. From the perspective of his master-level calligraphy, this handwriting is rare.

The calligraphy and painting itself is not long, but the inscriptions and postscripts behind it are densely packed and occupy a lot of space.

"The guest has good eyesight. This is the black bamboo roll made by Wen Tong, Mr. Dongpo's cousin. It is absolutely genuine." The stall owner is an old man with a beard twisted in his hand, shaking his head and dropping his book bag.

"In the Song Dynasty, it was very popular among literati and inkmen. It is even more valuable after passing the inscriptions and postscripts of scholars in later generations. Many people who are destined to get it will go up smoothly after getting it."

"If you buy it, you will earn it," the old man added with a bit of sales talent.

"Hehe, the old man misunderstood that I'm not a scholar." He Daqing didn't say anything, "I'm just an ordinary cook. This thing is not suitable for eating or drinking. Even if I buy it, I will use it as a copying tool for the children at home."

It's not that easy to make someone's money by raising the price.

"I think the little brother is full of heaven, and his ruddy complexion must be successful in his career." The stall owner narrowed his eyes slightly and changed his rhetoric, "Please go home with this kind of literati calligraphy and painting, which can just bless the little brother's official career and prosperity."

"No more than 100 yuan, no more than 200 yuan, only 50 yuan to take home the calligraphy and paintings of the Su Shi brothers"

"Buy a piece of calligraphy and painting for 50 yuan and go home. The old man slaughtered me like a kid, and you can believe in feudal superstitions." He Daqing looked disgusted. "Well, it's not easy to set up a stall at your age."

"Get a discount"

"Taking 5 yuan is considered a good deed"

The old man "..."

Damn, you're breaking a bone.

In the Republic of China, someone offered 500 oceans for such a rare treasure, but I didn’t sell it. You actually wanted to take it for 5 yuan. I’ll drown you with a mouthful of old blood.

The stall owner kept slandering him, but he didn't say it out loud, because now is the time when antiques are the least valuable.

It's a thing that doesn't even look good as a gift. What everyone really cares about is eating and drinking. What's the use of antiques if they don't eat or drink properly.

The daughter-in-law thought it was taking up space, and wanted to use it as firewood several times. Fortunately, I found it, otherwise this precious calligraphy and painting would have been turned into ashes.

"Little brother, you can't cut it so hard." The old man poured out his bitterness. "It's not easy in winter. For the sake of Mr. Dongpo, 30 is my reserve price. I won't sell it any less."

"That's another jade pendant." He Daqing found another thing, which was a phoenix-shaped jade pendant.

"This jade pendant is quite old. It's made of Hetian jade. You can add another ten catties of food stamps to take it away." The old man gritted his teeth and revealed a price.

Anyway, I can't tell what year this thing is. Instead of staying at home and being thrown away by my daughter-in-law one day, it's better to exchange food stamps.

He Daqing took out 30 yuan plus [-] catties of food stamps to buy calligraphy, paintings and jade pendants, and chose to leave without further shopping.

I feel that today's trip was not in vain.

Calligraphy and painting must be a good thing, the words on it can't deceive people, whether it's the real thing or a copy, it can be worth a lot of money in the future, and it's no problem to change a house in a small county.

And the jade pendant reminded him of another dragon head jade pendant he bought before, the two pieces seemed to be a pair.

So I also took it and put it aside to study when I have free time.

It was too early to go back to the rolling mill, but went to find Ran Qiuye to discuss some profound philosophical issues.

It was not until the afternoon that he returned to the office reeking of alcohol.