Chapter 9: An Invitation to Hirayamado
Through some of his own experiences, Han Che told the students a truth, whether it is the treasure appreciation line, or the industry they will engage in in the future, there is no shortcut.
Genius has always existed, but no one can use the word genius to erase their efforts, and sometimes hard work is really more important than talent.
In the following class, Han Che selected several masters of calligraphy and painting in the Song Dynasty and told the students a lot of stories, including some tips in their paintings.
These students are still very useful for this, Han Che's class is academic enough, and he is so rigid, and his reputation at Yenching University immediately spread.
After class, Molly patted Han Che's shoulder with a smile, "You can!" No stage fright at all! ”
Han Che smiled slightly, "It's okay!" ”
"Is it true that you said that when you were a child, you lived in a mass grave for a month in order to exercise your guts?"
"Of course!"
Molly covered her mouth, he thought that Han Che was just going to describe such a picture, but in fact, Han Che himself had already said that it was not a mass grave at all, but a living tomb.
The mass grave can still see the sky, and in the tomb, he lived in darkness for more than a month.
As soon as the two of them turned their heads, they heard the sound of clapping, "Han Che is really Han Che, the teacher's evaluation of you is quite pertinent!" ”
Listen to the voice and know that it is Chen Zhong.
At first, he didn't have too many bad impressions of Chen Zhong, and it was common to compete for fame and fortune, but Han Che was indifferent to these and didn't want to have more disputes.
"You unite with so many professors to refute your own teachers, how dare you speak out?"
Molly was stunned, obviously not knowing these things yet.
Han Che said a few words, and Molly said coldly, "Chen Zhong, are you crazy?" ”
Chen Zhonghun shook his head nonchalantly, "Is there a mistake in the report they submitted?" Teachers are nepotism, and it is normal to be investigated, so why let a rural villager who does not even have a high school degree be a lecturer at Yenching University! ”
Han Che's eyes narrowed slightly, "Professor Yang has been investigated?" ”
"It turns out that you don't know it yet, it's not your credit, but it doesn't matter, if your paper can enter the top eight in the academic ranking this time, this kind of investigation will naturally be meaningless!"
Han Che's face was always silent or a warm smile, and when these two emotions were gone, it proved that Han Che was angry, and that was the case right now.
Chen Zhong said leisurely, "What's the matter? Still want to fight? I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm a three-degree black belt, just you-hmph-"
Chen Zhong's villain's face was fully revealed, and Han Che said, "I don't want to do anything here, Professor Yang doesn't care, I'll teach him a lesson for you, a person who deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors!" ”
"Bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestor? Jokes, I, Chen Zhong, have come to this day, relying on my talent, I will give him face and call him a teacher! ”
"Aren't you unwilling to lose to me before? Since you are confident that you are fighting well, we can make an appointment! ”
"Han Che, don't be impulsive—" Molly said a little nervously.
Chen Zhong's eyes lit up, "Great, then it's set for tonight, and I'll send the address to Molly!" ”
With that, he walked out of the classroom with a smile.
"Han Che, you-"
"Don't say anything, I didn't know that this Chen Zhong was doing so much!" He couldn't help but think of the disappointment and complicated emotions that flashed in Yang Jinglong's eyes in the morning.
"What Chen Zhong said about the third stage of the black belt is bluffing, he is in the underground big black fist, there are no rules there, as long as no one is killed!"
Han Che was very unfamiliar with this kind of thing, and after listening to Molly's explanation, he just nodded.
"Don't tell Professor Yang about this!" Han Che admonished.
"Yes, but I'm going with you in the evening!"
Han Che nodded.
Regarding Han Che's skills, Molly didn't ask, Han Che is not an impulsive person, since he proposed to fight, there must be a dependence.
Molly followed for fear of being able to stop if something unexpected happened.
After this matter was decided, Molly has been following Han Che for no other reason, Han Che doesn't even have a mobile phone, and he can't be contacted.
"I'll take you to buy a phone!"
Han Che shook his head, "Let's go to Panjiayuan first, I'll sell these Heavenly Dependents Tongbao first!" ”
"You're going to Panjiayuan to sell this thing?"
"What's not to do?"
"If you can sell for 2.3 million yuan at the auction, it's good to be able to give you 1 million pieces in Panjiayuan!"
Han Che smiled slightly, "The price should be around 800,000!" ”
It was Molly's turn to be surprised, "You know the market of Panjiayuan very well?" ”
"It's not that I know Pan Jiayuan, but the rules in the antique shop, the price of the auction is already watery, and many of them are operated in the dark!"
This theory Molly heard for the first time, "What can be used as a bid price is a large auction, how can the price be skewed?" ”
Han Che blinked, "You better go and ask Professor Yang, this kind of thing is a bit complicated to explain!" ”
Molly grabbed Han Che angrily, "Why are you like this!" ”
"You've asked Professor Yang why I didn't tell you, really!"
There are many unspoken rules of the antique shop, the auction house has its own rules, the antique market also has its own rules, and the industry does not conflict with each other, so as to ensure that everyone has money to make.
And these so-called black-box operations are naturally acquiesced by those experts, there is only one reason why Han Che doesn't want to explain, these experts may be very "noble" in Molly's eyes, and he is definitely not as convincing as Yang Jinglong to criticize this matter.
The two were driving on the way to Panjiayuan, and Molly's phone rang, and she was stunned after listening to it.
"Han Che, do you remember that Pingshan Hall last time?"
"Remember!"
"It's that Lao Tian who called, saying that the boss of Pingshantang wants to see you!"
"When?" Han Che's eyes lit up, he hadn't figured out the matter of the four bottoms and three glazes yet.
"For the past three days, their boss will be in the store, as long as you have time, you can go!"
"Now then!"
Coming to Pingshan Hall again, Han Che's identity has changed subtly, and Lao Tian's enthusiasm for him even exceeds that of Chen Zhong at the beginning.
"The boss is waiting in the private room upstairs!"
Han Che nodded, and when Molly wanted to step on the stairs, Lao Tian said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Miss Mo, the boss only wants to see Teacher Han alone!" ”
"You wait for me downstairs!"
Molly nodded indifferently.
Upstairs is a hall, the hall is placed in the display cabinet, here is usually not open to the public, the end of the display cabinet is the private room, the screen at the door is very exquisite, the dragon and the phoenix landscape are self-satisfied.
Bypassing the screen, you will see a dragon bookcase, and in front of you is a wooden dragon carved coffee table.
A middle-aged man with a mustache is closing his eyes and tasting incense, as if reminiscing about his sweetness.
"You're Han Che?"
"It's me!"
"The apprentice of the Sixth Master of the Devil's Axe?"
Han Che raised his eyebrows, "Who is the Sixth Master of the Devil's Axe?" ”