Siheyuan: Starting from the promotion of an engineer

Chapter 122 As long as you use the right place, there will be no waste
At this time, there are quite a lot of precious antiques in rural homes.

Especially the suburbs near Sijiu City or the surrounding countryside have undergone the precipitation of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

When the dynasties change and the soldiers are in turmoil, valuables can easily flow into the homes of the people near the imperial city.

Therefore, one or two antiques can be found in almost every village.

And now it's the fall of '62, with a few more years to collect.

Originally, Lin Zhen had no plan in this regard. After all, he collected too many old things, and he was worried about being reported.

Tonight Xu Damao unexpectedly brought me a surprise.

Lin Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

Xu Damao seems to be the best candidate to collect antiques for himself. If he wants to report, he is the only one who can report others.

And letting him often go to the countryside to show movies can be said to be a piece of cake.

Just keep it low-key.

Lin Zhen called Xu Damao into the room.

He took out a dollar, "Da Mao, I like this thing very much. If you encounter it again in the future, no matter if it is porcelain or what, as long as it is not too big, you can take it. Remember that it must be old."

Xu Damao took the money and said with a smile: "What a big deal, I told you that you like antiques. Every time I go to the countryside to show movies, I can bring you some."

Lin Zhen said: "But you can't ask for it."

"Don't worry, I'll give you money!"

"You can't give too much, it's best to do it naturally, just treat it as playing by yourself, and don't be noticed that you are specifically collecting this."

Xu Damao asked in surprise, "Why?"

Lin Zhen smiled and shook his head, "Your job is to show movies, and collecting antiques is not a proper job, you know?"

Xu Damao suddenly realized: "Indeed, if Director Sun of the Propaganda Department finds out, I will lose my job."

Lin Zhen nodded, "Anyway, if you can't find it, get it. You are not allowed to inquire specifically, and you are not allowed to buy it at a high price, let alone let the seller know that you are specialized in this."

Xu Damao thought for a while, then said with a smile: "Understood, I'm good at this, I promise to take a walk and chat, so I brought the things to you."

"Well, don't accept what you see, just pick what you think looks good. Remember, you can only accept two pieces a month. If there are too many, I will get tired and panic. Let's say this first, good Come on, I value you!"

The sentence "I value you very much" made Xu Damao happy.

He didn't know Lin Zhen's layout.

I don't know what will happen in a few years, I think Lin Zhen is just afraid of being gossiped that he likes to have fun and not to work.

Lin Zhen naturally kept his confession to him in his heart, even Qin Jingru didn't tell.

After Xu Damao left, Lin Zhen put the brush washer from Ru Kiln of the Song Dynasty on the table and looked at it carefully.

Lou Xiaoe came over to take a look.

He took a deep breath for a moment, "Lin Zhen, is this Ru Kiln's brush wash?"

Lin Zhen asked with a smile: "Know?"

Lou Xiao'e nodded, and whispered: "You forgot, when our parents left, they took away a small Ru kiln wine cup, which was as dear as a treasure. Our father often said that even if you have a lot of money, it is not worth your money." A piece of porcelain."

Lin Zhen laughed softly: "Xu Damao bought it from the countryside for [-] cents, and said it was for me to write calligraphy."

Lou Xiao'e was a little worried: "If you ask him to collect antiques for you, will there be any bad influence? What if when you say so, he will report you again?"

Lin Zhen said with a smile: "If his mental illness is not good, he won't betray him for a day. Even if he recovers, he won't report it, because I paid him, and he has been dragged into the water. Only He is suitable for the job, there is no way, try to charge as much as possible."

"What about this pen wash?"

"Of course it should be put away. Nothing that Xu Damao took back can be exposed."

"Well, I know, the child has to be told."

Lin Zhen sighed, "Yeah, keep a low profile."

I was thinking in my heart that I had to wait until the 80s to flex my muscles.

Regardless of whether it is the business world or the sensational scientist, now is not the time, at most, it is a small effort to propose some small product research and development.

It's useless to persuade anyone.

Now is the time for wives and children to enjoy life on the kang.

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night in a few days.

Xu Damao came to the door with a smile again.

"Lin Gong, you must like this thing. Although I don't understand, I can read. Look, this man named Wang Shouren's writing is similar to the couplet you wrote last year. It's very beautiful."

Lin Zhen is drinking water.

Hearing Wang Shouren's three words, he almost choked on water.

"Cough~cough... who, who?"

"Wang Shouren, look, what is written here is the unity of knowledge and action... What else is there to know but not to do, conscience, uh... nothing... nothing can't be done..."

Lin Zhen quickly took it over.

Upon closer inspection, it was a piece of yellowed paper half a foot wide and more than two feet long.

There are also several stamps on it.

Judging from the color of the paper and pen and ink, it is definitely an old object.

Lin Zhen used his calligraphy skills to carefully copy each character.

It is found that every word contains a free and easy power that roams between heaven and earth.

It is certain that this volume of characters was completed in one go by a person who understood the laws of the operation of the universe and all things in a calm state.

It is definitely not a copy of ordinary people.

This kind of calligraphy is different from the calligraphy that is pulled to the top by the system.

This kind of calligraphy has the beauty of incompleteness, which is more natural and casual.

Lin Zhen nodded in admiration.

It is certain that this is the authentic work of Wang Yangming.

Although the length is not as large as that of "Ruoyexi Sending Friend's Poems", it is still precious enough.

"Da Mao, where did you get this?"

Xu Damao proudly said: "I went to Southwest Township to show a movie this afternoon. I chatted with the village head and talked about writing calligraphy. I thought I could get a pen holder and a brush to wash something. But the village head said that Dongtou lived in a Old Juehu, there is a piece of calligraphy with a lot of stamps at home, let me see if I recognize it."

"and then?"

"Then I couldn't read the true and the false, but I felt that the handwriting was beautiful, and I was about to come back."

"how much did you spend?"

"I didn't spend a penny. I gave the old man a good seat when the movie was showing, oh no, I chose a good seat for the old man."

"Next time you go to Southwest Township, remember to take care of that old man. In the future, when you meet widows and widows, you can't take it directly, you know?"

Xu Damao smiled and said: "Hey! You don't know, this old man is interesting. I was going to give money, but he said, as long as you take it home and don't tear it or burn it, put it away, it will be happier than giving him money. He has no children. He has no daughter, no wife, no brothers and sisters, even if he doesn’t give it to me, he won’t be able to keep it when he dies a few years later, and he will be more at ease if he says yes and went to the city.”

Lin Zhen nodded slightly, thinking that this old man is a very enlightened person.

It's a pity that it's not convenient for me to meet in the past, so I can only be grateful in my heart.

"Okay, Damao, I'm here for this month, don't accept it, and I will accept it next month when I meet it."

Speaking of which, Lou Xiao'e gave Xu Damao a dollar.

And told him some basic methods of identifying antiques.

In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

It's the season of late autumn.

Xu Damao brought two more things for Lin Zhen.

A wine jug from Ge Kiln in the Song Dynasty, with gold and iron wires, is a treasure.

A blue-and-white dragon pattern plate from an official kiln of the Ming Dynasty is preliminarily speculated to be from the Yongle period.

(End of this chapter)