"Then where are you going to move to? The people I brought can help, otherwise I am afraid that the three of you will not be able to move in." Jia Lei asked Mr. Teng that his daughter might not be able to help much at all.

"Who are you, why do you want to help me?" asked Mr. Teng, looking up at Jia Lei.

"I'm one of the investors in this project, but I don't have anything to do with the demolition and relocation office, and I recently heard that they have gone too far, so I'm ready to come over and make up for your losses. Jia Lei squatted down and replied.

Then Jia Lei helped Mr. Teng sort out the fragments of doors and windows on the ground, and these demolished doors and windows were all carved with exquisite patterns, vaguely revealing the former prosperity of this house.

"In other words, are you one of the investors in this project?

"How do you know my surname is Jia?" asked Jia Lei puzzled.

"It was someone from Xinhua Bookstore who told me that the last time I went to publish and deliver manuscripts, they told me that if it weren't for a young developer surnamed Jia who contributed money and effort to rebuild them in situ, the headquarters of Xinhua Bookstore would not be able to be saved, so I guessed who you were when you introduced yourself just now.

I used to envy the good luck of Xinhua Bookstore, but I didn't expect to meet you today, you are really as good-hearted as they said, and you are different from the group of villains who forget their righteousness. Mr. Teng replied, and then he stood up and suddenly thanked Jia Lei.

"When we intellectuals got together, we made a decision that if anyone saw you, we would thank you on behalf of the intellectuals of the whole country.

Thank you for helping us keep the headquarters of Xinhua Bookstore, the spiritual symbol of intellectuals, in this materialistic money society!" Mr. Teng said.

"You are too polite, the matter of Xinhua Bookstore is just a gesture for me, I don't agree with them turning Xinhua Bookstore into a commercial center, even if I read fewer books, but every one of them is from Xinhua Bookstore.

Money is precious, but knowledge is even more valuable!

Thousands of years from now, all the current commercial centers will disappear, but I believe that the name of Xinhua Bookstore and the knowledge it printed will live on. Jia Lei said.

"You have such a high consciousness at a young age, you are really a rare good child! Why don't you learn to paint with me as a teacher?" Mr. Teng asked suddenly.

"Hehe! Learn to draw or something, forget it, my painting is very ugly......" Jia Lei heard this and hurriedly said that his painting skills are at most the level of primary school students, and he really can't do it.

"It's okay, I can teach you if you don't know how to draw! I'm a national art master, if you follow me to learn to paint, you will definitely become a painter, but if you can't, you can go to the painting association to be an errand runner for me in the future."

In this way, even if you don't draw well, you can add the name of a Confucian merchant to yourself by relying on my identity as an apprentice of Teng Teng, so that no one will dislike you in the future, and you will be covered with copper smell. Mr. Teng pulled Jia Lei and said that he was sincerely thinking about Jia Lei.

In some circles, the merchant is the least able class, and if you can see it as an artist, you will be much more respected.

"Mr. Teng, I know that you are for my good, but I really have no talent in painting! If you let me join the Painting Association, it is better to let me join the Painting Association, at least I can write one or two books, so as not to become a nominal "Jia" painter. Jia Lei hurriedly refused.

He felt that if he really relied on the back door to enter the painting association, it would be indiscriminate, and even if it was a small errand in a place where masters gathered in the National Painting Association, many young painters were scrambling to do it, and Jia Lei didn't want to take someone else's position.

"Do you want to join the Writers' Association? It's also easy, although I am the leader of the Artists Association, but because I am also a translator, I am also in charge of the Publishing Association, and we usually have cooperation agreements and often have social activities.

If you want to learn how to write, I can introduce you to a few teachers, and when you have two works that you can get your hands on, you will definitely be able to join the Writers' Association!" Mr. Teng immediately said happily.

"Mr. Teng, how come you are both a member of the Artists Association and the Publishing Association? And you are a translator? God, who are you?" Jia Lei asked in surprise when he heard this.

From the time he came in, Jia Lei only knew that the owner of the house was surnamed Teng, but Jia Lei didn't know what the specific name of this Mr. Teng was.

"Since you've come to my house, don't you even know who I am?" Mr. Teng looked at Jia Lei speechlessly and said, he thought that Jia Lei knew his identity and came over to help.

"I really don't know who you are! Actually, I've been out there helping other people in this alley move, and then I saw that there was a lot of people in the mess on your side, so I came over to take a look. Jia Lei hurriedly explained.

"Daqian, we still have to move, don't talk over there, you can come and help me! Those antiques and paintings in the study are waiting for you to clean up!" called Mrs. Teng.

"Oh, I'm coming!" Mr. Teng agreed, and then he let go of Jia Lei's hand.

"Daqian...... Mr. Teng, could it be that you are Teng Daqian, Mr. Teng?" Jia Lei asked in disbelief, and then Jia Lei felt that his legs were weak.

"Yes, I'm Teng Daqian!" replied Mr. Teng.

"My mother, I've seen Teng Daqian, alive!" Jia Lei immediately said incoherently happily when he heard this, this is one of the most famous painters in modern times.

"I've always been alive!" Mr. Teng said with a smile as he looked at Jia Lei's incoherent appearance.

"I ...... I mean, I've only seen your photos before and haven't seen you in person?" Jia Lei hurriedly found an excuse to plug the loophole in his words, otherwise he would have to talk out again.

"Since you've seen my picture, why didn't you recognize me?" asked Mr. Teng with a smile.

"This ...... The picture I've seen before doesn't match your age, so I didn't recognize you. Jia Lei touched his head embarrassedly and said.

"Those books are pictures of me before and it's normal that they don't match now, am I old now? Mr. Teng said with a smile.

"Yes, yes!" Jia Lei quickly nodded and said.

"Husband, why don't you hurry up and go to the study to sort things out, there are too many things in our house, if you can't sort them out today, it will be over if it rains at night." Mrs. Teng shouted again in the house, and Mr. Teng hurried in.

"Mr. Teng, you wait for me, I'll help you sort things out. Jia Lei hurriedly followed up and said, of course he should take a second look at this kind of famous figure in history.

"Boss, you went to work for someone, so don't you care about the demolition and relocation outside?" Mo Bei looked at Jia Lei and asked.

"Anyway, I'm just a decoration, I can't pick my shoulders and can't carry it, you can do the moving yourself. Jia Lei said, and then he ran into the Teng family's study excitedly.

"Hey, the people from the demolition and relocation office are in such a hurry, we definitely can't take all the things with us. As soon as Jia Lei entered the door, he heard Mrs. Teng complain.

"Even if we have enough time, we won't be able to take it with us! We don't want all those bulky furniture or anything, you can just pick up some light antiques and clothes to take with you. We were only given a two-bedroom apartment on it, and you can't put any place to put these things. Mr. Teng sighed as he looked at the full stuff in the study.

"But these furniture are made of fine huanghuali and rosewood, and it would be a shame to throw them away. Mrs. Teng said reluctantly.

"If the time is not tight, I can still pull these things to the glass factory to sell for 18,000 yuan, but according to the current situation of the outside of the house pushing the wall, I am afraid that these things will not be able to be kept for a few days.

You didn't see that the things of Lao Niu's family next door who refused to move away were all buried under the house, and we couldn't grab a few pieces at all, so we still have time to tidy up our things and take them away, which is good!" Mr. Teng said with a sigh, and then he began to squat down to tidy up the things in the study.

"These antique pieces of furniture are good, it's a shame that you just left them here, and if you don't mind, I can buy them for a high price. Jia Lei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and said, this thing is simply a big pie falling from the sky.

"If you're willing to buy these antique furniture, of course! Look at the furniture in our rooms, whichever you want. Mrs. Teng immediately said happily when she heard Jia Lei's words.

"Almost all the furniture you have here is an antique handed down from the past, do you really plan to sell it? This is an antique, but it will appreciate in value in the future, don't you really regret it?" Jia Lei asked in surprise when he heard this.

"Our family is now divided into a two-bedroom house, so small that there is only a wardrobe, a desk and a few chests, and there is no place to put the rest of the furniture, so we can only sell it to the vendors in the glaze factory.

Because we are engaged in demolition here, there have been many antique dealers in the alley recently, this group of black-hearted ghosts who take advantage of the fire to rob, taking advantage of the fact that we ordinary people have no time and no place to deal with the furniture at home, the price of antique furniture is very low, and the price they give is simply the same as grabbing for nothing.

I think the price you gave should be higher than the antique dealers in the alley, so what do I regret about selling you these antique furniture? Mrs. Teng replied that if these things were not sold here, they would be lost sooner or later.

"Then we'll make up your mind! You pick what you want to take with you first, and I'll take all the furniture you don't want, and you can open it for whatever price you want. Jia Lei immediately said happily that he felt that he had made a lot of money this time.

Sure enough, those who love must have good luck!

If you let my neighbors who haven't moved out yet, they will definitely come over and sell you all the antique furniture that they can't take with them. Mr. Teng couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and said, sure enough, children are unreliable in business.

"Mr. Teng, do you have a lot of people here who want to sell antique furniture?" Jia Lei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and countless lights of money had been lit in front of him.

"Of course! This time, we were given a total of 20 days to move, and none of the houses were as big as they used to be, so we couldn't fit too many things.

In particular, old-fashioned antique furniture like this takes up a lot of space, and there is no place to put them in the building, so recently everyone in the scope of the demolition office is selling furniture.

It's a pity that there are more people who sell these furniture and they can't sell it at a price, and the appetite of those antique dealers is now being raised, and these antique furniture they not only give a low price, but also occasionally have a little flaw in the furniture They don't want it. Mr. Teng said with a wry smile.

Furniture like this that no one wants ends up being given away or thrown at the garbage dump, and many people who are still burning the fire will pick it up and chop it up for firewood.

"They don't want me to ask for it! How affordable the furniture used in the past was, if not antique, at least those furniture are solid wood, and I won't lose money if I buy it?" Jia Lei couldn't help but pat his thigh when he heard this, and then he hurriedly called someone to do this.

"Mo Bei, you hurry up and notify you, let us help the residents move to pay attention, if anyone has old antiques and furniture and don't want it, you can buy it for me." And you should go and help me contact a few people with a palm eye right away, so that I can have an appraisal of these antiques and furniture. Jia Lei hurriedly ordered, and Mo Bei immediately nodded and went out.

"Do you want to ask someone to help with the palm, then I can introduce you to a few friends I know. Mr. Teng asked with a smile.

"Then thank you so much, Mr. Teng, I'm worried that I don't have any connections here. Jia Lei hurriedly thanked him.

"Compared to the favor of you helping us find a car and move and lend us a house to live in, it is not a big deal for me to help you find a few people to palm your eyes. I should be the one who should say thank you!" Mr. Teng said, and then he called a few old friends.

In the early 90s, what was most lacking in the capital was housing, and the last thing that was lacking in the capital was intellectuals like them and people with skills......

"By the way, Mr. Teng, can I help you?" Jia Lei couldn't help but walk up to Mr. Teng while waiting for someone to ask, and he found that Mr. Teng and his wife were very busy.

"You don't know how to get most of the stuff here, so why don't you help me pack up the translations and drawings in this box. I'm going to find some boxes, and all you have to do is help me get them out of the boxes. Mr. Teng said, and then he opened a few large boxes and pointed them out to Jia Lei.

"What are these things?" Jia Lei asked curiously as he sorted them out.

"These are all translations left over from my father's translation of foreign classics, and a lot of manuscripts were lost in the mess more than ten years ago, and now there are only so few left. Mr. Teng said with a sigh, and then he carefully moved the items to the cardboard box next to him.

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