Reborn Great Nation Craftsman

Chapter 98 The Gift of Guan Jiaming
"Oh, Mr. Zhang, you are really... I am really anxious here. Since Mr. Zhang has the money ready, let's go to the transfer?" When Guan Jiaming heard the money was ready, his brows and eyes narrowed with joy. up.

"Brother Guan, don't worry about the transfer, I want to see this yard again..." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

Before the goods were handed over, the goods had to be re-inspected. Before the house was handed over, it was natural to check it again. In particular, what Zhang Junping bought for 25 yuan was not only the yard, but also the furniture, antique calligraphy and paintings in the yard.

"Oh, hey! Look, look, I'm in such a hurry, I forgot all the rules, Mr. Zhang, you can just look at it!" Guan Jiaming said he was right, and slapped himself lightly.

"It's okay, I can't hide dry food in the kennel either, so I just want to take another look!" Zhang Junping quickly explained with a smile.

This time, Zhang Junping looked at it more carefully. Of course, the focus was no longer on the structure and layout of the house. I watched it last time, and there was nothing to see.

The main ones are those calligraphy and paintings, as well as those porcelains from the middle and late Qing Dynasty.

Zhang Junping first came to the warehouse where the calligraphy and paintings were stored. There were rows of tall shelves in the warehouse, and the calligraphy and paintings were placed on these shelves.

"Both Brother helped take a look and see who the paintings are in it. When you meet likes, go back and go back to study." Zhang Junping said very well that one person sent two calligraphy and paintings.

After speaking, Zhang Junping took the lead in opening a scroll. This was a word, Guo Moruo's words. Unfortunately, this is a long article, which is written in Mao Zu's "Qinyuanchun · Snow".

Guo Moruo's calligraphy is indeed very powerful in modern times. Like the Palace Museum, Bank of China, etc. are the words Guo Moruo.

Even the simplified characters we write now have the credit of Guo Moruo. Among them, the word "national" is determined by Guo Moruo.

However, everyone knows Guo Moruo that Guo Moruo's words, and the works of several words are much higher than long -term works.

Zhang Junping put down the scroll of this talented man and hooligan, and picked up another set of scrolls.

It is also a word, it is also the word of a talented rogue, and it is also a long word. Zhang Junping put it away directly.

After flipping through several copies of Guo Moruo's characters in succession, Zhang Junping took a look and guessed that all the characters stored in this grid should be Guo Moruo's characters.

Take a scroll directly from another grid.

Zhang Junping's eyes lit up, the word is beautiful!Looking at it again, it was a work of Zhang Cao, Zhang Junping couldn't help shaking his head.

The calligrapher who can write such beautiful calligraphy in the 80s is only the first of the four modern Chinese calligraphers, Kang Sheng, who claims to be able to crush Guo Moruo when writing with his feet.

Modern Caijing.

Zhang Junping directly rolled this calligraphy and put it down. I am afraid that these words now will cause trouble.

"Wow, here is Mr. Li's work!"

"What are you, I still have the works of Pan Tianshou Pan!"

"I am here is Lin Fengmian's old lady's picture."

The screams of several roommates woke Zhang Junping up.

Now is not the time to appreciate works of art, but take the time to check who and how many of these calligraphy and paintings belong to.

"Brothers, don't be too busy appreciating the works, first count the quantity and category.

Anyway, things are here, when I buy the house, you just live in this warehouse. "

"That's what you said, I'll move the bed and quilt in when I look back." Li Xiangqian asked with a smile.

"No problem, as long as you don't smoke inside and don't take a woman in to do it, how long you live in." Zhang Junping laughed.

Next, everyone no longer appreciates calligraphy and painting, but mainly counts them, opens the scroll to look at the content, and then puts them away.

Even so, it was counted for more than an hour until the Guan family came over to call them.

"Master Zhang, this is all noon. I think you are fascinated inside, so you call a table of dishes from the outside, and look at it after eating."

"Oh, look at what's going on here, I'm sorry! We have been patronizing and admiring the works of art by the older generation of artists. We have delayed our business and cost you money!" Zhang Junping hurriedly apologized to Guan Jiaming.

"Master Zhang is polite, and it is my honor to know Master Xiao Zhang. It is simply asking a few dishes. Master Zhang must not be disgusted." Guan Jiaming crossed Zhang Junping to the living room.

Good guy, where are these simple dishes?
Six cold dishes, twelve hot dishes, Liuya Liu Su, eight bottles of Flying Moutai.

Sure enough, this Manchu nobleman always pays attention to his pomp and circumstance, and it is also very important to put this seat to future generations.

After the guests and the host were seated, Zhang Junping took the lead and said: "Brother Guan, let's say it first, it's not that I don't give face, I really can't drink, I'm allergic to drinking, they all know that I will serve Brother Guan with tea instead of wine. "

"Yes, yes! Brother Guan, our classmate has been drinking for more than a year. He never drinks, he just watches us drink." Dai Changyuan also explained.

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone is good at drinking, it is a simple dish, the hospitality is not available, please forgive me." Guan Jiaming was polite and opened Feitian Maotai to pour several people in Dai Changyuan.

Guan Jiaming made full use of the characteristics of Beijingers, and coupled with his family background, he could basically take over any topic, and he could say one, two, or three, and chatted with Zhang Junping and Dai Changyuan quite speculatively.

Before he knew it, the eight bottles of Feitian Moutai were drank thoroughly, and he felt unsatisfied. Guan Jiaming found another four bottles of Sunflower Moutai.

The Feitian Moutai I drank just now is from 81, and the Sunflower Moutai I’m taking out now is from 68.

Zhang Junping was speechless watching from the side, today's meal cost more than 100 for the wine alone.

The point is, like this Moutai, you can't buy it if you have money, you have to have a wine ticket.

"Brother, let me call you brother. You are a fastidious person, and you don't want to take advantage of it. You insist on giving me an increase of 5 yuan. Brother accepts you!

However, my brother also gave you one thing. You are not allowed to refuse. If you refuse, you will look down on your brother. Then...then I will not sell you this house! Guan Jiaming drank about a pound and a half, his tongue straightened, and he said while holding Zhang Junping's shoulder.

"Okay, what Guan Guan sent, I will never quit." Zhang Junping nodded with a smile.

"Well, that's all, brother, you belong to Yangmei, and brother has nothing else to give you, so I'll give you a picture of Xu Beihong's galloping horse!
I wish you, brother, a bright future and success in no time! Guan Jiaming stood up staggeringly, picked up a long box from the table in the living room and handed it to Zhang Junping. Because he couldn't stand firmly, he almost threw the box into the vegetable bowl.

Zhang Junping was startled, and hurried to take it.

　Thanks for the [Perseverance Official Seal] reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)