The next day, the crew moved to Bill Hakem Bridge to shoot footage of Leonardo and Liu Yifei.

This scene is very short and not difficult, and the shooting was completed in half a day.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yuanjun brutally pulled Liu Yifei away and left the crew.

"What are you doing?" Liu Yifei sat in the car that Zhang Yuanjun borrowed from the crew, "Where are you going to take me?" ”

"Just come with me." Zhang Yuanjun drove the car.

"Take me to see Sister Yuanying?"

"She went to Argentina to collect style, not in Paris." Zhang Yuanjun drove the car to a gift shop, "Let's go, go down and buy something." ”

Liu Yifei hadn't guessed who Zhang Yuanjun was going to take him to meet.

The two are now visiting a Western-style boutique, and Liu Yifei asked Zhang Yuanjun: "Who are you going to send?" We have to look at people giving gifts. ”

Zhang Yuanjun thought for a while and said, "A senior intellectual, a professor, in his fifties. ”

"Chinese?"

"Hmm. Chinese. Zhang Yuanjun was holding back very hard.

"Then why are you sending these?" Liu Yifei doesn't recommend giving Western-style gifts, "Go to Chinatown to buy some calligraphy and painting, don't you send it to his heart?" ”

"But this professor has been in France for many years, so it would be safer to send it to France."

"People have been in France for many years, and the local ones in France still use you to send them? Listen to me, and send Chinese gadgets. Liu Yifei "pretends to be smart", "Sometimes you have to do the other way around, give some gadgets, and send them to people's hearts is a good gift." Intellectuals, professors, from China, what kind of professor is he? ”

Zhang Yuanjun smiled: "Professor of Literature." ”

"That's better, just send texts to play calligraphy and painting, this kind of professor likes these things, listen to me." Liu Yifei said.

Zhang Yuanjun thought for a while and said, "Okay, if people are unhappy, I will put you at his house." ”

"Don't worry, if this professor doesn't like it, I'll help you coax him."

The two walked out of the boutique and turned around towards Paris's Chinatown.

What can be done in a study shop in Paris's Chinatown?

Imitations, prints, modern crafts, third-rate fakes, all these things.

It was a small old man who ran this study shop, and he saw that Zhang Yuanjun was not very satisfied with the things in the store, and said in Chinese: "At first glance, this little brother is an expert, I have good things here, and I don't show ordinary customers." ”

The little old man was mysterious, which also aroused Zhang Yuanjun's curiosity.

The little old man took out a square box from under the table, this box was very old, but Zhang Yuanjun's temples jumped when he saw this box, and he felt that there should be good things inside.

"Come on, come on, take a look, this is the treasure of my small shop, I saw that your little brother knows how to show you, and I won't give it to others." I can see that the boss is very precious to his box of things.

Zhang Yuanjun leaned over, Liu Yifei was not interested in the study utensils, but what the boss said also aroused her curiosity.

I saw the boss open the box, carefully took out a small pile of yellow paper from the box, and spread it out on the countertop.

Liu Yifei suddenly lost interest: "It's just a piece of paper." ”

Zhang Yuanjun didn't speak, but looked closer, and the boss said, "You can only see it, you can't touch it." ”

Zhang Yuanjun looked left and right, watched for five or six minutes without saying a word, and then said: "Are you the original version of the Southern Tang Dynasty, or the imitation of the Song Dynasty, or the imitation of the Qing Dynasty?" ”

"Qing imitation, the Southern Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty can't be found now. How's that of me, young man? ”

"Well, no, it's not easy to see Chengxintang in France. Boss, even a few of me, you can open it at any price. Seeing good things, Zhang Yuanjun couldn't walk.

"Go and go, I'll just take it out and show it, who said I sold you." The boss put the paper away as he spoke.

Zhang Yuanjun was really greedy and said: "You open the door to do business, who sells is not selling." ”

Since he will take it out, there must be something to talk about.

The boss also said that he would not sell it, and Zhang Yuanjun directly offered the price: "How about 500 euros a piece?" ”

Liu Yifei didn't know why Zhang Yuanjun liked this kind of paper so much, but seeing that he liked it so much, she didn't care about him.

"Boss, the paper is already a niche, you are still in Paris, no one has looked at it in the store for ten or eight years, you can cut your love to me, if you think the price is not good, you quote a price, as long as it is suitable, I will not press down at all."

Liu Yifei also helped: "Yes, boss, we will also write a few words, and your good paper will be sold to us, and it will not be buried." ”

Zhang Yuanjun said with a smile: "I am reluctant to write in Chengxintang." ”

The boss's eyes lit up when he heard this: "You can still write?" I'll take a look at a few of you write, and we'll continue to talk about it if it's good, and don't beat my baby's idea if you don't write well. ”

Zhang Yuanjun was on the bookcase in the store, using the store's pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a pair of books "Water Tune Song Head".

The boss nodded frequently: "Serious Wang Xizhi's way, it's already very powerful for you to write to this point at your age." ”

"And your paper?" Zhang Yuanjun is still playing with the idea of Cheng Xintang.

The boss made a very embarrassed look: "This paper has been in the store for almost ten years, I am reluctant to use it and reluctant to sell it, today I see that your little brother is indeed a person who knows calligraphy, I will reluctantly sell you." ”

Zhang Yuanjun was very happy to hear it, and only listened to the boss continue: "Look at the two of them, they are not people who are short of money, but I can't get by if they sell high, and if they sell low, they don't meet the quality of this paper, so I am also a cheerful person, make up an auspicious number, 800 euros, you take it." ”

This thing is said to be paper, but it can be sold for a price in the eyes of those who like it.

Moreover, the next person who understands Chengxintang paper doesn't know when it will appear, and when will it be if it is not slaughtered at this time.

Zhang Yuanjun knew that the price was high, but there was no way, and he didn't know when the next time he would see Chengxintang Paper Club, so he agreed: "800 is 800, boss, how much you have here, I want it." ”

"I have half a knife here, 50 sheets."

"Okay, I'll do it. Swipe your card. ”

After swiping the card, Zhang Yuanjun moved away with the paper and box.

Liu Yifei had a whim, and said: "You just give the professor this kind of paper, he must be happy." ”

Zhang Yuanjun said: "He's happy, I'm not happy, I'm reluctant!" ”

"Then you can give him a pair of words."

"Wouldn't it be too narcissistic to send your own words?"

"What's this, write it, write it."

The two returned to the study shop, saying that they borrowed the boss's four treasures to write a pair of words, and the boss had just made a big business, and they were all unacceptable.

Zhang Yuanjun was slow to hold the pen, and he didn't think about what to write: "If you want to know how to send words as soon as possible, I will copy a volume of "Tao Te Ching" by hand." ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Yuanjun finally pulled out a poem from the corner:

"Seeing that people were dumb at the beginning, they refused to return to sleep and love the car. A night of coquettishness, for the suspicion of less clothes. ”

Later book: "Wei Zhuang and the Little Female Poet Yi Chou Nian Yuanjun Book"

Liu Yifei looked at this poem and felt that something was wrong, as if she had guessed something, so she didn't speak.

"Is it printed?" The shopkeeper was also watching.

"The guy who eats, of course, you have to carry it with you." Zhang Yuanjun said and really took out his seal from his pocket.

After stamping the seal, Zhang Yuanjun handed over the character to the boss and asked him to frame it quickly, and the machine framed it quickly, and it was done in 30 minutes.

The two took the words, got in the car and left.

Liu Yifei sat in the co-pilot and was silent, and said for a long time: "I wasn't ready." ”

Zhang Yuanjun was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "What else do you have to prepare for seeing your father?" (End of chapter)