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When Yue Yang came to Zhao Santong's office, this guy was lying on the desk with a magnifying glass and looking at a pair of calligraphy and paintings intently, not even knowing that someone was opening the door.

Yue Yang walked behind Zhao Santong and looked at it quietly for several minutes, but Zhao Santong was still aware of it, and he was still obsessed with the painting in front of him. In the end, Yue Yang had to cough lightly a few times to show his savings.

"Ahem......"

"Ah...... Brother Yue, you finally appeared, brother, I really want to kill you! Zhao Santong, who was awakened, turned his head unhappily and just wanted to scold, but when he saw Yue Yang's face, his original anger turned into a happy face. Brother Yue, you've been missing for two months, why do you have time to come to my shop today? ”

Yue Yang said with a smile: "Why, if I don't come to Brother Zhao, will you forget about my brother?" ”

"How can I forget, no one can forget you, brother." Zhao Santong laughed, threw the magnifying glass in his hand on the table, and pulled Yue Yang to sit down on the sand beside him.

After the two sat down, Zhao Santong skillfully lifted the boiling teapot, poured it on the two teacups, and then poured out the water in the teacups, and then began to pour the tea.

Soon, a faint fragrance wafted through the office. Yue Yang picked up the teacup and took a deep breath, and a refreshing fragrance of tea seemed to penetrate into his body.

"Hoo ......"

With a long exhale, Yue Yang felt a sense of relief come over him.

"Alas...... It's so comfortable, it's better to be here! ”

"Hahaha...... If you like it, you can come back more often! Seeing Yue Yang's comfortable face, Zhao Santong laughed.

"I want to, but people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes!" Yue Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head, now he suddenly envied his old days. Although he is very poor, at least he doesn't have too many troubles, and he has a good life of a few thousand yuan a month, although he has earned money that ordinary people can't earn in a few lifetimes. But there are more things to worry about, which may be the price of success.

Yue Yang slowly closed his eyes, his right hand tapping lightly on the armrest of the sand, and the entire office was silent except for the slight tapping sound.

And Zhao Santong looked at Yue Yang, who was leaning on the sand silently, and he was secretly frightened in his heart, he saw Yue Yang every once in a while, and he would see that the indescribable temperament on this guy would become more and more intense, as if he was sitting in front of him as if he was a resolute and brave officer.

After a while, Yue Yang suddenly opened his eyes and said to Zhao Santong: "By the way, Brother Zhao, I still want to ask you to help me get rid of the antiques." Please hire someone to help me estimate the price. ”

Zhao Santong's eyes lit up: "Oh, this time Brother Yue has something good to get rid of, hurry up and take it out and let me open my eyes!" ”

Yue Yang smiled modestly and said, "It's not a very good thing, it's a picture of Begonia Spring Sleep." ”

"Begonia Spring Sleep Picture"?" Zhao Santong was stunned, "Brother Yue, did you buy Mr. Daqian's "Begonia Spring Sleep Picture" from Mr. Zhang's hands?" It's impossible, Zhang Lao regards this painting as more important than the root of life, I heard that someone sold 30 million elders and didn't sell it. How could he possibly sell you this painting? Could it be that my brother has started to play fakes during this time? ”

"You're selling fakes, your whole family is selling fakes! I'm bringing the original product, okay! Yue Yang glared at him angrily.

"Genuine?" Zhao Santong exclaimed, and then his expression began to become solemn, he sat up straight, looked directly at Yue Yang, and said, "Brother Yue." Brother, I have a saying that you may not like to hear. But brother, I still want to say it today, in our business, of course, the focus is on making money first, but the old saying is good. A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way, so we can't do that thing of buying and selling. Everyone knows the origin of this "Begonia Spring Sleeping Picture", if it wasn't for Zhang Lao willingly selling it to you. You'd better pay it back to others, otherwise it won't be easy to say if something happens in the future. ”

"Hey...... Brother Zhao, where have you been, am I that kind of person? Yue Yang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Then you tell me honestly, where did you get that "Begonia Spring Sleep Picture" from?" Zhao Santong was also a little confused, staring at Yue Yang, with a posture of breaking the sand pot and asking to the end.

"Who told you and me that "Begonia Spring Sleep Picture" was painted by Mr. Daqian, can't others draw "Begonia Spring Sleep Picture", you are too domineering, right?" Yue Yang waited for him angrily.

Zhao Santong raised his hand and made a gesture of surrender, "Okay, I surrender, then you sue me, in addition to Mr. Daqian's "Begonia Spring Sleep Picture", who else painted the "Begonia Spring Sleep Picture" worthy of your personal action, brother?" ”

Yue Yang stared at Zhao Santong's eyes and said slowly: "What if I say that this "Begonia Spring Sleep Picture" is the one that Tang Bohu said? ”

"Pop ......"

As soon as Yue Yang's words fell, a broken sound came from the ground, and it turned out that Zhao Santong touched the precious Jingdezhen boutique purple sand teacup on the table to the ground.

"Brother Yue, are you ...... You didn't lie to me, did you? Isn't this painting of Tang Bohu just a legend? Where did you get that? ”

Modern Chinese people believe that there are two paintings of "Begonia Spring Sleep", one is painted by Tang Bohu, a genius of the Ming Dynasty, and the other is painted by Zhang Daqian, a master of modern Chinese painting. However, Tang Bohu's painting of "Begonia Spring Sleep" has always been just a legend, and it has not been seen since the Qing Dynasty, so since modern times, many people think that it is just a fiction of the predecessor. The world has always regarded Zhang Daqian's painting as authentic, but now suddenly a legendary "Begonia Spring Sleep" has popped up again, which is likely to cause a major earthquake in the academic world, how can Zhao Santong not be shocked.

"I don't know if it's a legend or not, but I did get one, and as for the truth, you can let people see it." After Yue Yang finished speaking lightly, he lifted a rectangular box from the side and slowly opened it, but as soon as he opened it, Zhao Santong pounced like a hungry wolf......

Two hours later, Yue Yang walked out of Zhao Santong's company. Looking at the dazzling sun in the sky, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Just now, less than ten minutes after he took out the "Begonia Spring Sleep Picture", more than a dozen pale old men appeared in Zhao Santong's office like sharks asking about the smell of blood. After more than an hour of appraisal by more than a dozen experts, these old men announced that this painting was indeed the legendary "Begonia Spring Sleeping Picture" painted by Tang Bohu.

Zhao Santong, who got the exact news, was as if he was fascinated, and directly offered a sky-high price of 1.5 billion, and directly took the painting from Yue Yang's hand.

Yue Yang didn't be polite to him, now he is short of money, whether it is to buy salt, buy steel, buy clothes, bedding, make weapons and armor and artillery needed by the soldiers under his command, which does not need money. In the Ming Dynasty, the industry had just started, and for the time being, it was not unable to meet the needs of its own troops, and it had to rely on the blood transfusion of modern society.

Walking slowly on the sidewalk, looking at the white-collar workers walking by in suits and professional suits next to him, Yue Yang felt a sigh of emotion in his heart. Once upon a time, he also longed to be one of them, but now he is a tyrant who commands thousands of soldiers and horses in another time and space, and the opportunities in this world are really unpredictable.

"By the way, what else do you have to buy back?"

Yue Yang walked for a while, and suddenly patted his forehead, "By the way, there are also books, since I want to do a career in the Ming Dynasty, no one can't do it." ”

Although there were a lot of scholars in the Ming Dynasty, most of them were just some stupid guys who read and read, and according to their current status and strength, they could not recruit capable talents, so it was better to train them themselves, although the time was a little longer, but Yue Yang believed that after three to five years of training, he could still cultivate a group of useful talents.

Since it is necessary to cultivate talents, it is necessary to have a large number of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones. Well, there are a lot of books and textbooks, and this needs to be specific, otherwise you have to be treated as a monster if you buy a bunch of books with simplified Chinese characters written on them.

"Eh, brother is really hard, I have to do everything myself, and I have to run to the printing house after I just sold something!" Thinking of this, Yue Yang felt bitter in his heart, sighed and walked in the direction of the parking lot......

After three days of busy time and space in modern time and space, Yue Yang returned to the time and space of the Ming Dynasty with a full load of supplies, accompanied by 6,000 tons of salt, dozens of newly made tiger squat cannons, tea bricks, clothing, farm tools, seeds and a large number of materials......

The sky was slightly bright, and when Yue Yang dragged his tired body out of the courtyard, he faintly heard a commotion coming from outside the courtyard.

"Get out of the way, I want to see the young master"

"No, Lord Yue has instructed that no one is allowed to disturb him until he comes out, otherwise he will be severely punished!"

"Presumptuous, do you know who I am? I have an urgent matter to see the young master, if you don't let things go, can you afford it? ”

"What the hell is going on? How did Shunbao find here? Yue Yang's brows furrowed, and as soon as he heard it, he knew that it was the sound of Shun Bao arguing with the guards he had arranged outside.

Thinking of this, Yue Yang hurriedly changed his clothes, and then walked outside.

Outside the door, Shun Bao, who was dressed all over, was standing at the door and confronting more than a dozen guards. At this time, Shunbao glared at the guards in front of him with an angry face, holding the knife tightly in his right hand, and the more than ten guards in front of him also looked at each other without showing weakness, seeing that a conflict was about to happen.

"Squeak......

At that moment, the door was pushed open, and a voice came, "What the hell is going on?" (To be continued......)