Back at Xiaohui's residence, Bao Xiaofei quickly called Zhou Guilan.
"Sister Lan, help me find a more famous lawyer."
"Why do you need a lawyer? Litigation?"
"No, you want to help me with the transfer procedures for my real estate. I have something to do and I can't go."
"Okay, I'll give you a phone number in a minute. Just say I asked him to do it, and he will do it for you."
"Thank you, Sister Lan."
After hanging up the phone, Bao Xiaofei went directly to the hospital. He didn't want to see Wang Huimin again. If he was entangled, his innocence would not be clear in the future.
Three days later, the courtyard located on the mountainside in the western suburbs came under Bao Xiaofei's name.
The yard is very large and consists of three parts: the front yard, the middle yard, and the back yard. Bao Xiaofei is very satisfied with it.
But the bad thing about this yard is that many places have fallen into disrepair and the walls are starting to fall off. They need to spend a lot of money to repair them.
This courtyard house is a retro model, and the decoration of ancient buildings should be very particular in terms of craftsmanship and raw materials. It is simply difficult for ordinary raw material workers to be competent.
He had just arrived in the capital, so he definitely didn't know any experts in this field, so he still needed Zhou Guilan's help in this matter.
"Sister Lan, there is one more thing I need your help with."
"Brother Bao! Why are you so polite? If you need any help, just say it. I haven't thanked you properly for your pills. You said, as long as I can do it, I will give it to you even if I try to sell it.
Done.”
"Sister Lan, don't say that. It's actually the same as last time, find someone for me."
"Finding someone? That's easy, you say."
"My courtyard house needs a professional architect to repair it. I don't know anyone here, and the decoration company is worried. Do you have any acquaintances who can recommend one to me?"
“Money is not an issue, the main thing is that the craftsmen’s skills are excellent.”
"That's it? It's not a big deal. I have an old friend who specializes in ancient architecture research. He is a very famous master in our country of China. This is because he has retreated to the second line now. Many people ask him to
If he doesn't come out even if you leave the mountain, I'll give you an address and phone number, and you can try it yourself."
"Okay, please."
"When did you become nagging like a monk again?"
Zhou Guilan mainly wanted Bao Xiaofei to give it a try, because he had tried it for a while before, but unfortunately he never invited his friend.
Therefore, even if she went there in person, it would be in vain.
"Then what does he have to wash? I can't go empty-handed, right?" Bao Xiaofei asked.
"According to my many years of friendship with Lao Wang, he has two major hobbies. One is antique calligraphy and painting, and the other is a hobby shared by men all over the world."
As soon as Zhou Guilan said the next words, Bao Xiaofei knew what he liked.
"He only has these two hobbies. Lao Wang is sixty-five this year. But don't go with too much hope. I will help you contact another company."
"It's Lao Wang next door again. Damn it, I don't know how many descendants of this man are scolding him these days." Bao Xiaofei cursed secretly and hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Bao Xiaofei laughed.
These days, maybe there are some experts that I can hire. However, I still have to waste a bean candy pill.
There is an advantage of this bean candy pill. Not only does it have no side effects, but it also does not cause rebound.
And you can't buy a second case of this in the whole world. For many people, it is a rare opportunity to give people a second chance of development.
Not to mention the calligraphy and painting. In my storage, I saw the extinct original version of Zhang Zeduan's "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" to see if he would agree to it.
Of course, you can give him Doudou Tang, but this ancient painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" should never be given away. At most, you can just lend it to him for a look.
I hope that Lao Wang’s skills will be excellent and he will not be dazzled by the authentic antique calligraphy and painting.
At noon the next day, because of Zhou Guilan's relationship, Bao Xiaofei finally met this "Lao Wang next door" in a simple courtyard.
Oh, no, we should call him Mr. Wang now.
An old man who looks to be over seventy years old, with gray hair. He may not have known how to cherish it when he was young, but his spirit is still strong. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is a man of internal skills.
He lives in a small alley within the third ring road, but the decoration is simple, so it looks simple in ancient style, but it is generous.
In the small yard, the old man planted many flowers and plants. When Bao Xiaofei saw him, he was playing with these flowers and plants.
"Hello, old man! My name is Bao Xiaofei, the person Ms. Zhou Guilan called you before."
Bao Xiaofei introduced himself to his family and said his name generously.
Wang Lao suddenly raised his head and saw Bao Xiaofei, and then stood up immediately.
This shocked Bao Xiaofei.
Damn it, old man, you are so fierce, you are not afraid of flashing your waist?
The old man couldn't help but look at Bao Xiaofei's finely bound box, knowing that there must be good stuff inside.
"Guilan told me that she has a brother who is coming to see me. I didn't expect that her brother is still so young. It seems that her land can still be cultivated! Come, come and sit!"
Bao Xiaofei followed Mr. Wang and sat under a big apple tree.
He placed the two bottles of Maotai liquor he bought casually on the stone table. When Mr. Wang saw the wine, his eyes shone.
Damn it, this old man obviously loves drinking, not beauty...
Bao Xiaofei took out two bottles of good wine and said to the old man:
"Old man, I heard from Sister Lan that you like drinking, so I went to the market to buy the best Moutai from Guojiao as a tribute to you and give it to you to try for yourself."
"You are so thoughtful! I'm sorry to bother you."
As Lao Wang said this, he picked up a bottle and began to read the words on it carefully.
"It's true!"
When Lao Wang was young, he was definitely an expert in wine tasting.
You can see the authenticity at a glance. It is better than people who can distinguish the authenticity of soft sister coins.
However, when he was young, he was only invited by his friends to try a few cups of the Moutai collected by Guojiao, and that was it. He had never enjoyed it on his own.
He once had a very beautiful yearning, which was to have his own national cellar collection of Moutai.
Trying to find a way to show off to the old man, he pretended to fumble in his pocket for a while and took out a bean candy pill.
"Old man, I heard from Sister Lan that you are in poor health. This pill of mine may be of great help to you."
Bao Xiaofei said, handing Doudou Tang pills to Lao Wang.
The old Wang's eyes shone brightly, he knew that people who could afford such good Maotai liquor must be people who were willing to spend money, and such good Doudou Tang pills must have been bought with huge sums of money.
"Xiaobao! You don't have to be so polite. Just tell me what you want!"
Bao Xiaofei curled his lips and said: "Old man, it's like this. I bought a courtyard house in the western suburbs, but it was in disrepair. I heard from Sister Lan that you are very accomplished in this area, so she specially recommended me to come here.
I want to pay you a visit! I was also thinking of asking you to go out and do a favor."
"Oh, this is about it! Please forgive me for being difficult to obey. I am already retired and have old arms and legs, so I probably won't be able to help."
This old Wang is indeed cunning. He wants his own things but doesn't want to help. So what is his plan?
Bao Xiaofei saw that there was no chance for the time being, and the old man still preferred his own principles.
"Oh, by the way, old man, I heard that you are also very good at antique calligraphy and painting. I have a pair of antique calligraphy and painting here. Please help me identify it!"
After Bao Xiaofei finished speaking, he took out the treasured "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" by the Northern Song Dynasty painter Zhang Zeduan from the storage space and spread it in front of Lao Wang.
hiss!
"Along the River During Qingming Festival"?
Orphaned authentic work?
Damn it, you kid...
Lao Wang's eyes widened and he was speechless for a long time...