Chapter 112: A National Treasure
"How much is it?"
The thin salesman stood behind the counter, and the abacus snapped.
After a while, he said beautifully: "Fourteen paintings, a total of two thousand eight hundred and ninety-five. ”
"It's almost three thousand......"
He Xiao took a deep breath.
With nearly 3,000 foreign exchange coupons, he bought 14 paintings of modern masters, and these paintings are all large-scale.
At the lowest price of 10 million for a piece, this is a small goal.
He Xiao suddenly felt that he had no desire.
He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to lie down.
A life without desires is not bad.
Closing his eyes, he shook his head vigorously.
"No, no, no matter how valuable these paintings are, it will take ten or twenty years to go, and the current price will be worth hundreds."
……
"He Xiao, are you okay?"
Han Chunming stood aside, looking inexplicable.
The two salesmen next to him were also full of worries, afraid that He Xiao would regret not buying.
"Hoo ......"
"It's fine."
When he opened his eyes again, He Xiao felt that he was really unambitious, isn't it just a small goal, what's the big deal?
This method of earning money has no sense of accomplishment at all.
Pulling out a large stack of foreign exchange coupons, he slapped them directly on the counter.
"Let's find money."
"Wait a minute."
The thin salesman picked it up, quickly counted it, and after a while, he found a foreign exchange coupon of five yuan and handed it back.
"Comrade, it's exactly two thousand nine, I'm looking for you five yuan, and these paintings, you can put them away."
Looking at the pile of rolled paintings on the counter, He Xiao frowned.
The paintings he bought were all large-sized, fourteen volumes stacked together, but there were quite a few.
"You can get me something to decorate the painting, you can't let me carry it back, can you? I can't hold it either. ”
"This ......"
The salesman scratched his head, a little embarrassed.
They have painting tubes and picture boxes in the store, but they are all individually filled with one painting, and it is really hard to find fourteen paintings at a time.
"Is there a sack? Get me two sacks. ”
"Sacks? Yes, there is. ”
The salesman was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly ran to the inner room, and after a while, he took two old sacks and ran out.
He Xiao opened his eyes and saw that it was very clean, so he picked up the painting with confidence and put it inside.
In fact, one sack could fit in, but he was afraid of squeezing, so he put the painting separately into two sacks.
Carrying the mouth of the sack and throwing it on his back, he greeted Han Chunming and walked out.
"Sir, you go slowly, and come back when you have time."
……
When he got outside, He Xiao drew two sacks and carefully tied them to the motorcycle.
Looking up at Rong Bao Zhai's signboard, he was too addicted to picking up leaks this time.
"Chunming, let's go, go to your master's place and see the small bowl."
Han Chunming glanced back at He Xiao and saw that he was fine, so he finally put his mind at ease.
Riding a bicycle, he led the way in front and went straight to the master's house.
Passing by Quanjude halfway through, He Xiao called Han Chunming and went in to pack a roast duck.
"Hey, Chunming, do you want to buy some good wine?"
He Xiao was looking forward to this meeting.
Han Chunming's master, that is also a strange person, nicknamed Admiral Jiumen, a good thing at home, but the sea has gone.
"No, my master can't drink anything else, when I go to the supply and marketing store, I'll buy two bottles of Red Star Erguotou."
"Don't, don't need you, the first time I'm visiting, I'll buy it."
After turning another corner, He Xiao stopped the car and went to the store to buy four bottles of Red Star Erguotou.
When he arrived at the place, He Xiao was holding a roast duck in his left hand and a liquor in his right hand.
As for the two sack paintings, he asked Han Chunming to help them get in.
As soon as I entered the courtyard gate, I was faced with the shadow wall, turned left and walked two steps, passed the moon gate, and entered the courtyard.
He Xiao looked curiously.
This is a courtyard house, a pomegranate tree is planted in the east of the courtyard, the tree is not big, there is a blue and white jar in front, and the lotus leaves in it have come out.
Next to it, there is also a recliner, look at this leisurely energy, he wants to lie down and try it.
"It's exquisite."
Looking at this small courtyard, and then thinking about the courtyard on the other side of Qingyun Hutong, there is no comparison at all.
He Xiao looked at it with envy.
No, taking advantage of the low price of the house now, he has to buy a yard quickly.
"Old man? Old man? ”
Han Chunming hugged the box, a little excited, turned around and greeted He Xiao, and he entered the house.
In the house, Uncle Guan was holding a pu fan and was sitting on the couch fan.
Seeing Han Chunming hurriedly walked in, he was still a little strange.
"Apprentice, what's the matter, so anxious?"
"Old man, I have a good thing, you need to help with the palm of your eyes."
Han Chunming didn't rush to take out the small bowl, until He Xiao came in, and he introduced it to Uncle Guan first.
"Old man, this is my friend, his name is He Xiao."
"He Xiao, this is my master, surnamed Guan."
"Uncle Guan is good."
He Xiao glanced at Uncle Guan.
I saw that the old man had gray hair, his face was full of age spots, he was wearing a white sweatshirt, sitting on the couch, very kind.
Holding the things and walking to him, He Xiao put the Red Star Erguo Head and Roast Duck in his hand on the small table in front of him.
"Uncle Guan, honor you."
Looking down at the small table on the couch, He Xiao secretly compared it with his own.
Well, it's not a level of stuff, it's not exquisite at all, it's really a good thing.
"Yo, Red Star, yes, good boy."
Uncle Guan glanced at the wine bottle and nodded with satisfaction.
"Alright, let's get the stuff out."
Han Chunming hurriedly walked over, he carefully put the box on the table, then opened the box and took out a small red and yellow bowl.
"Old man, I'm not sure about this thing, the cultural relics store says it's a bowl imitating Qianlong in the Republic of China, but no matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like an imitation, but if it's not an imitation, I don't think it's right with this color."
Old man Guan took his hand and took it and took a closer look.
"Huh?" There was no slouching look on his face.
He Xiao stood aside and looked curiously.
"This bowl of ......"
Uncle Guan looked at it carefully for a few minutes, and then carefully put it back on the table.
"This bowl is not an imitation, it is indeed Qianlong's bowl this year."
As soon as he heard his master's words, Han Chunming immediately became excited.
He Xiao is quite calm, he even has one or two hundred million Chinese paintings, and now he doesn't care about anything.
No matter how precious this bowl is, it can't be more expensive than the painting in his hand.
Looking at Old Man Guan, he waited for the next words.
"This bowl should be called, enamel color yellow ground open carmine color landscape pattern bowl, more than 20 years ago, I saw a bowl similar to this bowl."
"Good stuff, really good stuff."
Han Chunming picked it up carefully, admired it carefully for a while, and then asked, "Old man, how is this bowl compared to yours?" ”
Uncle Guan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
"Although they are all small bowls made of Qianlong enamel, this one is better than the one in my hand."
"The bowl in my hand, there are four of the same, exactly one set, this bowl, I have only seen two in my life."
"Hiss......"
Han Chunming was taken aback, he knew how rare the Qianlong enamel bowl was.
I didn't expect this bowl to be even better than that, this is really a baby.
This Qianlong landscape pattern bowl is probably more precious than all my collections.
After holding it and admiring it carefully for a while, Han Chunming reluctantly put it back into the box.
Carefully fastening the lid, he held it in both hands and handed it aside.
"He Xiao, this is a national treasure, you must take it away."
(End of chapter)