Four hundred and ninety-one calligraphy and painting
But the waiter swallowed another sentence, that is, it was not easy for a customer to come, and he had to open the door no matter what today.
Even if what Zhang Yu wants is not available in their store, he can still go to other nearby antique stores to exchange it.
"I heard from a master chef that Mr. Han, you have paintings by Bai Shi and Zhang Daqian here. I wonder if you can let me take a look at them?"
"There are a few paintings. They are in the store. Please wait a moment, sir. I will get them over here."
Boss Han saw that Zhang Yu had the intention to buy, so he quickly came to the back of the counter and took out a box from one of the cabinets.
After opening it, there were some framed calligraphy and paintings inside. Boss Han took out the calligraphy and paintings inside and said: "I collected these calligraphy and paintings earlier. They were originally intended for my own collection. If it wasn't really difficult, you are."
I was introduced here by an acquaintance, so I really don’t plan on sending it out.”
As Boss Han said this, he looked at the calligraphy and paintings in the box with some distress. These calligraphy and paintings were not too expensive, nor were they expensive, but he happened to like this kind of calligraphy and painting.
It took a lot of effort to get these paintings and calligraphy back then.
However, it wasn't really too distressing. The paintings he particularly liked were kept at home and were not put in the store at all.
Thinking of this, Boss Han suddenly felt that it was no big deal to sell it. Maybe he could use the money to get something better.
After taking out all the paintings and calligraphy, Boss Han looked at the words and said, "There are several paintings here that I personally requested from Old Man Baishi. They are absolutely authentic."
Although Zhang Yu is not very good at identifying these things, he is familiar with some famous works of later generations. With his limited appreciation ability, he can still recognize that the calligraphy and paintings in front of him are most likely to be genuine.
But even if it's not genuine, it's not a loss considering the calligraphy and paintings in front of me.
Looking at the paintings by Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, Xu Beihong, Lin Fengmian, Fu Baoshi and others in the box, which were sold for sky-high prices in later generations, Zhang Yu pinched his thigh hard to keep himself from losing his composure.
At the end, Zhang Yu waved his hand and decided to take them all.
After listening to what he said, Boss Han was also very happy. Although it was not much, with this income, the shop could last for a while, and at least it would not be a problem to pay the workers' wages for a few months.
The price calculated by Boss Han made Zhang Yu feel that it was a bargain!
Especially when compared with the prices of later generations, I feel that I have taken a big advantage.
Because he bought a lot, and Boss Han saw that he came here on a bicycle, he simply gave him the box containing the calligraphy and paintings.
After Zhang Yu calculated what he could take away today, which was the remaining space in the box, he walked around the store again, picking and choosing, and finally selected a few pictures that he was satisfied with.
The paintings were packed into the box and filled to the brim.
If someone hadn't seen him coming here on a bicycle, he would have rounded up everything in the store.
Forget it, let’s come back another day!
Anyway, Liulichang is very close to where he lives.
Perhaps sensing that he still had unfulfilled intentions, shopkeeper Han smiled and then introduced him to several shops that had these modern calligraphy and paintings. Although a few others had closed down, they would change hands if the price was right.
After hearing what he said, Zhang Yu was pleasantly surprised. Compared with the prices of later generations, these paintings and calligraphy were simply cheap at this time. Investing in these paintings and calligraphy would preserve their value better than buying a house.
Although when these paintings and calligraphy become valuable, they will be of little use to him, but it is still good to leave them to future generations.
In the future, when a younger generation falls into despair, he sells a painting and calligraphy he left behind, and becomes rich again, like the hero in the novel, he becomes a CEO, marries Bai Fumei, and reaches the pinnacle of life. It is exciting to think about it.
So Zhang Yu and Boss Han quickly made an agreement. He would pay Boss Han to act as a broker and help him contact some works of modern painters. After the work was completed, he would pay him a commission in accordance with industry requirements.
Boss Han is naturally very happy about this. Firstly, he can make money, and secondly, he can help a friend who is about to have trouble living. By selling these things, he can also let his children live a good life for two days.
After agreeing on a time, Zhang Yu tied the box presented by Boss Han to the back of the car, got on his bicycle and left Liulichang.
When there is no one around, just put the box into the space.
Zhang Yu, who felt that he had gained a lot today, was very happy, and the depression that he originally felt due to being robbed of the purple clay pot also disappeared a lot.
When I feel happy, I start thinking about what to eat today.
After thinking about it, he felt that the food at home had not been improved for a long time, so Zhang Yu directly took out a prepared chicken from the space and took it home.
When I got home, I saw that my family hadn't come back yet, so I stewed the chicken in a big pot.
To be honest, in the past, in order not to attract attention, Zhang Yu would have stewed the chicken in the space and then taken it home, and the whole family would drink it secretly.
But these days are different. Since the last time the supply and marketing cooperative increased its supply, other places have also gradually increased their supply.
The residents who had not seen meat dishes for a long time even took out all the meat tickets at home and replaced them with meat for their families to eat meat dishes to satisfy their cravings.
As far as Zhang Yu knew, the butcher shop had several new pigs yesterday, and most of the people in the yard got the meat.
Therefore, when the whole hospital is eating meat, Zhang Yu can rarely relax and enjoy it with everyone, without having to dodge like before, even though it is one pork and one chicken.
He lit the fire and looked at the big pot in front of him, feeling a little dissatisfied. To be honest, Zhang Yu actually wanted to cook the chicken slowly in a casserole today, but Zhang Guifang thought it was too wasteful. The little soup was cooked for one person.
It was gone before I had even two sips.
It is better to stew it in a big pot directly. Although the taste may be lighter, it is more enjoyable to drink it that way.
What could Zhang Yu do about this? He could only add a large pot of water according to his sister-in-law's request.
Looking at the large pot full of water, Zhang Yu was very lucky that he had the foresight to pick the biggest and fattest chicken and bring it over. For such a big pot, the chickens used to stew soup are usually smaller.
You may not be able to taste the chicken soup flavor.
After stewing for two hours, the bones and meat of the stewed chicken were separated and the bones were crispy. Zhang Yu took some with a spoon and tasted it. Fortunately, it may be because the chicken was big enough, so although there was a lot of water, the taste was not good.
But it's not as dull as I imagined.
Regarding this pot of chicken soup that Zhang Yu was not particularly satisfied with, Zhang Guifang praised it greatly.
