Siheyuan: The Ambition of Sanzang

Chapter 214. 170. Collector's "Big Head"

Zhang Duoduo quickly stopped laughing, "Head, Mr. Huang is a native of Yandu, but he is not a poor person, he is very rich!"

"Oh?! How do you know?"

"I also heard from my brother. You may have heard of Mr. Huang. He was featured in our Yandu Daily."

"I've heard of it? It's been published in Yandu Daily, who is it? I still can't remember it."

"The deputy director of the library of Yandu University of International Business and Economics, the person who donated 50 US dollars to the school, do you remember?"

"Oh? It's him! It's true that the money is not bad, but is this news accurate?" Zhu Wen is not a novice like Zhang Duoduo,
Knowing the amount of 50 US dollars, and knowing that people can donate 50 US dollars, there may be more money in your hands.

"It's absolutely accurate. My younger brother knows him, and today he came to the cotton spinning factory in his car to handle the case."

"So your brother knows him very well?" Zhu Wen's eyes lit up when he heard that.

"I'm not too familiar with it, that is, the two cases I've handled have overlapped a bit." Although Zhang Duoduo is a fool, he's not too stupid, and he won't share the top-secret information that his younger brother told him with the team leader.

"Hehe! So that's how it is!" Zhu Wen didn't believe a word, and no one who could get to her position was an easy-going one, but she wouldn't be so stupid as to say it.

"Duo Duo, the person I value most in our song and dance troupe is you, and you can feel how I treat you, big sister.

This time, big sister, I want to ask you to do me a favor. In fact, this can be regarded as a favor for our entire song and dance troupe. "

Zhu Wen completely let go of the head's airs, Zhang Duoduo couldn't stand it anymore, after thinking about it, he still shook his head,
"Captain, I really want to help you with this, but I'm not familiar with Mr. Huang. It's the first time we met today, and he even rescued me."

"Well... so, I will give you a day off tomorrow, and you can buy something and go to Mr. Huang's house to thank him for saving his life.
While chatting, find an opportunity to invite him to our song and dance troupe to watch the performance.I'll figure out the rest. "Zhu Wen nodded, because he thought things simply, and it was really difficult for Zhang Duoduo.

"that's it?"

"Well! That's all."

"Okay! I'm capable of these things. I had the idea of ​​coming to thank Mr. Huang. If I invite him then, what if he doesn't want to come to our song and dance troupe?"

"You try to invite him first, and if he doesn't come, come back and tell me, and then I'll think of another way." Zhu Wen had no choice but to take a step forward.

"Duoduo, please keep this matter a secret, don't talk nonsense in the group."

"clear."

"Okay, you can go to rest, you will continue to visit in the afternoon, I will go first."

"Hey! Head, go slowly."

Sanzang politely declined his offer of sending him off when he left Factory Manager's office, walked slowly, and walked to the side of the car to find that Zhang Keke had also just arrived.

"Xiao Zhang, you came just in time, let's go back, it's too hot outside."

"Eh!"

Sanzang drove out of the cotton spinning factory in his car, and caught a glimpse of Zhang Keke who was hesitant to speak, "If you want to say anything, just say it!"

"Third Uncle, do you know my sister?"

"Your sister? What's her name?"

"Zhang Duoduo, do you know him?"

"She's your sister, she should be considered acquainted! What's the matter?"

"Nothing, how long have you known each other?"

"It didn't take long, I just met this morning."

"Hmm..." Zhang Keke thought that Sanzang had given up on her when he saw his sister breaking the casserole and asking the truth today, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing."

"Oh, by the way, when you go back to the public security station, tell Jia Geng by the way, at seven o'clock tonight I will invite some of your friends who helped me last night to have a meal in Fengze Garden, and then I will directly drove over."

"Hey!" Zhang Keke was overjoyed when he heard that, he knew the name of Fengze Garden, but he had never been there once.

Sanzang put Zhang Keke at the gate of the public security station, drove back home, parked the car against the courtyard wall, and just walked into the gate of the compound.

Zheng Tieshi saw him and walked out from the gatehouse, "Master, two people were looking for you just now."

"Who is it? Have you been here before?"

"One of them came to our place once to move the camera."

"Oh, so it's him! What about them?"

"I thought the family was full of women and children, so I didn't let them in. They said they would come back later."

"Okay, you did a good job. I think you should take the time to go back to your hometown and pick up your son while I'm still at home."

"Hey, thank you boss!"

Sanzang went back to the living room and poured a cup of tea, turned on the air conditioner, and just sat down to cool off for a while, Zheng Tieshi led the two of them in.

"Third Master! Hello!"

"Oh, it's Brother Ji! I haven't seen you for a while, come, come, sit down and say, and this brother, please sit down too. Let me pour you a cup of tea."

"Thank you, Third Master!" Ji Chengfo took Sanzang and handed over the teacup.

"How is it? Is Director Yang okay? Is the filming of "Journey to the West" going well?"

"Very good! Director Yang, you have probably heard of it. He is very persistent in art and pursues the best effect. Let's shoot slowly!"

"Well, indeed. What? What trouble is the crew encountering now?"

"Then, how do you say it? We are not here today for the crew's business, it is a personal matter."

"Oh, talk about it."

"I heard that you are collecting calligraphy and paintings now, and you especially like collecting Mr. Huang Binhong's paintings."

"That's true. You've heard it too. I don't have much research on calligraphy and painting. It's just arty."

That's right, Sanzang is now a well-known "taker" in Yandu calligraphy and painting collection circles. As long as the things are good and genuine, the prices he gives are usually two to three times higher than the average price in the industry.

Sanzang has six hard-core masters in the museum, and he is not afraid that others will fool him.

He is a little helpless now, the national currency he holds is a bit too much to spend, and there is no way to preserve its value, so he has to invest in calligraphy and painting.

Because the calligraphy and paintings at this time are really too cheap, they are all at the price of street stalls, and it is also an extremely huge gold mine.

Until 77, Wang Xuetao's paintings were 12 yuan per square foot, Li Keran's was 15 yuan, and Lu Yanshao's was 8 yuan.

In 80, in the "Foreign Guest Service Department" of the National Museum in front of Chengtianmen, Wu Zuoren's Runge was 5 yuan a square foot, Li Keran 8 yuan, and Liu Bingsen 6 cents and 8 cents.

Mr. Huang Binhong was even more embarrassing. When he was alive, collectors thought the paintings were dirty and dark, and they couldn't even give them away. It was only in 51 and 52 that the price rose to one yuan a piece.

In 81, when Sanzang found his first pot of gold in Hong Kong City, he went directly to the foreign guest service department and spent 10 US dollars.
I bought all the more than 9000 paintings in it, including works by Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, Li Keran, Wu Zuoren, Jiang Zhaohe, etc., "everyone has it".

"Heaven and God take it, but you will be blamed; if the time is not right, you will be blamed instead."

If he doesn’t pick up such a big leak, he will be struck by lightning. If he doesn’t pick it up, others will spend more than 20 Hong Kong dollars to pick it up.

The US$10 he gave is more than twice as expensive as the HK$20, which is considered to be a contribution to the "great cause of earning foreign exchange".

He doesn't have much time to come to collect them now, so he directly resorted to the unique trick of "buying horse bones with thousands of dollars". When someone delivers them to his door, he is now a national coin collector, and he is lazy to bargain for the price below 100 yuan.

"Third Lord, this friend of mine has a painting by Mr. Huang Binhong, please give it to me." After Ji Chengfo finished speaking, he asked his friend to hand over the painting box to Sanzang.

Sanzang nodded, and took it over. Others' paintings are hard to say, but he has done some research on Mr. Huang Binhong's paintings now, and he is not afraid of piercing. It costs 80 yuan.

(End of this chapter)