Yang Xiuwen said in surprise after hearing this: "Master, this specification is too high, Shengdou Xiaomin has to be taken care of by the leaders, which is exaggerated." ”

Zhou Xingwen was amused by his words.

Hit him and said, "Okay, the master is here, you don't have to worry about it." I carved a seal for you, which is your pen name, as a congratulatory gift for the opening of your shop. ”

took out a chicken yellow stone seal from his pocket and handed it to Yang Xiuwen. He took it with both hands and bowed down and thanked, "Thank you, master, people say that master is like a father, I will call you Dad Zhou in the future."

Zhou Xingwen laughed out loud when he was amused.

Yang Xiuwen heard Cao Guoqing's voice downstairs and remembered that there was something else to do today.

He shouted, "Uncle Zhang, Brother Cao, come up for a moment." After speaking, he said to Zhou Xingwen: "Master, I may be rich." ”

Then he handed the copper coin wrapped in a soft cloth and the God of Wealth to Zhou Xingwen.

Cao Guoqing came up with a new business license and Zhang Li.

Yang Xiuwen pointed to the desk and said, "Uncle Zhang, you can also take a look." ”

Zhou Xingwen opened the soft cloth, and the first thing that caught his eye was the Yellow God of Wealth, and his pupils shrank.

He took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on his hands, and then picked up the God of Wealth and looked at them carefully.

Uncle Zhang also put on his gloves and picked up the copper coin.

After a while, the two of them said at the same time: "Tibetan gilded god of wealth." "Daqing Town Library".

The two authorities in the antique world looked at the object in their hands and were silent for a long time.

In particular, Zhang Li looked back at Yang Xiuwen and said excitedly, "Xiuwen, you know what this means, it fills the gap that the Xi'an Museum has no collection, and the treasure money in the town treasury"

I don't know how long it took, but after the two of them calmed down, he told him about Debao.

Cao Guoqing was dumbfounded, he was there at the time, but he picked up a little golden turtle.

Zhang Li gave an estimate of 1,000, and Yang Xiuwen. There's no fucking comparison.

No, let's take Xiuwen to the night market today, he knows all the night markets in Xi'an.

At this time, Zhou Xingwen and Zhang Li looked at each other, and then said, "Xiuwen, what are you going to do with these two objects?" ”

Yang Xiuwen saw the eye contact between the two of them and understood what it meant.

So he said, "Master, I plan to let you deal with it, and you can deal with it as you want." ”

Zhou Xingwen nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's how we thought of it, the God of Wealth will sell it, about 600,000 yuan, and the treasure money of the town treasury will be given to the museum, and you will get a preparation in the Cultural Bureau, so you don't have to go to work, and there will be a certain amount of compensation, which may not be much."

Yang Xiuwen nodded and said no opinion.

Zhang Li saw that it was done, and quickly went downstairs to call.

Out of Wenbaozhai, Cao Guoqing's eyes lit up, and he pulled Yang Xiuwen to the bus stop.

Yang Xiuwen knew what he was thinking, so he grabbed him and said, "My brother, it's only what time is it, and the night market hasn't started there." ”

Cao Guoqing also came to his senses at this time, and said with a smile, "Xiuwen, I'm sorry, I'm too excited." But these days, you'll have to go with me to all the night markets. ”

"Okay, I promise you that it won't be possible." Yang Xiuwen said.

But he also thought in his heart, go around again, and buy something to put in the store.

For three whole days, Cao Guoqing took him around the night market stalls in the city, but he bought a lot of things.

The two said yes, Yang Xiuwen nodded, and he went to negotiate.

He received six or seven pieces of jade, one incense burner in the Qing Dynasty, two blue and white small bowls in the Qing Dynasty in the official kiln, and two volumes of calligraphy and painting during the Republic of China.

Yang Xiuwen promised him that the 2,000 flowers were clean, and he also borrowed 600 from him.

Yang Xiuwen has more than him, more than a dozen pieces of jade, a three-legged copper incense burner in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, and a blue and white cloud dragon furnace in the Yongzheng year of the Qing Dynasty.

The picture of visitors on a moonlit night in the Ming Dynasty, and the picture of the spring breeze holding a fan in the Tang Dynasty. Both volumes are full of paintings.

It is covered with a layer of other paintings, and if it weren't for the eye of the sky, it would have been missed.

The two sat in the small shop and laughed, and passers-by outside thought there were two psychopaths.

Yang Xiuwen sighed in his heart, "Fortunately, it is 90 years, and in a few years, the national collection will be hot, and the fart will not be able to be found." ”

He estimated Cao Guoqing's antiques, which were worth about eight or nine thousand. said to Cao Guoqing, "Brother Cao, sell these things you tao, I want to put them in the store to support the façade, don't go to the night market for a short time, there are no good things, keep the jade, and it will appreciate in the future." ”

Today is the opening day, and he and Cao Guoqing came early. A red carpet was laid out at the door.

The plaque is covered with a piece of red silk.

In the Duobao Pavilion, there was an incense burner he bought, a blue and white cloud dragon furnace, and the two paintings were not taken out.

Because he didn't have time to let the master deal with it, he hung seven or eight pairs of calligraphy and paintings, all of which he wrote and painted by himself.

In the glass case next to the counter were all the jade and copper coins he had been born again.

In the past few days, Yang Xiuwen has been tired enough, writing and painting on the second floor during the day, visiting the night market in the evening, practicing at night, and practicing in the morning.