Empress Yu Concubine Lie Wins Everyday

A weekend in the twelfth lunar month.

Snowflakes began to fall in the imperial capital again.

Shu Hongzhou was wearing a bright red down jacket bought by Tai Nai. He was sitting on a chair with a red and round shape, like a ball.

There was a hint of emotion on his fat round face, "I didn't expect Khan Ama to be so miserable in this life..." With emotion, the corners of his mouth could not help but turn up slightly.

Shu Jin: You are such a filial son!

Shu Hongzhou rubbed his fat face, he chuckled, and then said obediently: "I promised Uncle Yin that I will support Teacher Yin in the future. Mom, do you mind?"

Shu Jin picked up the tea and took a sip, "I don't mind. I don't mind if you honor him."

Shu Hongzhou: Well, Khan Ama is not dead yet in this life...

Shu Hongzhou said in a broken voice: "What else did Uncle Yin say? In the future, Mr. Yin's inheritance will be given to me... Do I care about his little family fortune?"

Shu Jin: In your previous life, you cared about his family background! It’s so rare!

Shu Jin was too lazy to care about this trivial matter, so he smiled and asked the question that mattered most to him: "Did you enjoy getting along with your little friends in the kindergarten?"

Shu Hongzhou's fat face turned to stone, his eyes full of hopelessness.

The next second, Shu Hongzhou slid down from the chair, then rushed over and hugged Shu Jin's thigh, "Mom! I don't want to go to kindergarten!!"

This scene is very much like a naughty child having a tantrum.

"Pfft!" Shu Jin smiled unkindly.

Shu Hongzhou's face was filled with grief and anger, "You're still smiling!"

Shu Jin touched his son's fat face and said, "This is your decision, and I can't change it." Although the old lady doted on her children and grandchildren, she could not allow children to skip school! This is a matter of principle! It's the bottom line!

"Okay, okay, there are only three years in total. We are on winter vacation now, so there are only two and a half years left. Baby, just hold on, you will be able to go to elementary school soon!" Shu Jin said in a coaxing tone. .

Shu Hongzhou wanted to cry but had no tears.

Three years passed by in a flash.

Yi Qingli graduated from Traditional Chinese Medicine and opened a small Traditional Chinese Medicine clinic with Shu Jin's help. She also had a like-minded fiancé and marriage was on the agenda.

Nan Ruyuan went abroad to give birth to her second child last year. She now has a son and a daughter and is happy. ——After learning that Shu Jin was also a non-marriage person, Nan Ruyuan became more pleased with her and sent Hangzhou specialties to her and Shu Hongzhou.

Needless to say, Sun Wenying was the first among them to achieve perfect happiness.

Shu Hongzhou's good uncle Yin Shixiang also got married after receiving his master's certificate. Shu Hongzhou, who was in the first grade of primary school, even attended his wedding. The bride is a topic artist in a small town. She is very hard-working and talented, and she also has a master's degree.

Teacher Yin Shizhen remained single and gave all the money he had saved for half his life to his younger brother. Only then was Yin Shixiang able to start a family in a big city.

I have to say that Teacher Yin Shizhen is really a good brother.

Shu Jin remembered the hard work of his previous life, Prince Yi and the old uncle, and also wrapped a big red envelope and asked Shu Hongzhou to forward it as a congratulatory gift, which could be regarded as a token of appreciation.

Although Teacher Yin Shizhen never appeared in front of him again, Teacher Yin Shixiang often came to his shop.

Yin Shixiang also became a teacher after graduation. His income was not too high, but it was more stable than before. His wife was pregnant and the family expenses increased significantly, so he started selling calligraphy and paintings.

Shu Jin's Danningju business is much better than before, attracting many teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts and some old collectors - all old men and grandfathers. Shu Jin was chatting and laughing with these old people. He was really out of place, but he was extremely harmonious.

Because the business was getting better and better, Shu Jin had to recruit a clerk - mainly responsible for selling ordinary calligraphy, paintings and stationery on the first floor, while the second floor was dedicated to entertaining distinguished guests and selling antique calligraphy and paintings.

After all, Shu Jin has lived for so many years and has seen a lot of good things, so he naturally has some discernment.

Even if this is the case, it's not like Shu Jin has never taken a look at him.

Mr. Zhao, a professor at the Academy of Fine Arts, laughed so heartily that even the people on the floor below heard it, "Boss Xiao Shu also has his eyes open sometimes! This Xuande stove is a good imitation!"

Shu Jin sat on the mahogany armchair, holding tea in his hand and drinking it leisurely, "No way! It's all my fault for being cheap. When I heard it was only five thousand yuan, I bought it without looking carefully."

Mr. Zhao's laughter stopped suddenly, "Five, five thousand yuan?"

Shu Jin nodded slightly, "Yeah, I thought I picked up a big leak. When I came back and took a closer look, I found out that it was just an imitation from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China! Alas!"

The gray-haired Mr. Liu on the side stroked his beard and said: "That's a profit! Such a good imitation of Xuande furnace is not seen very often nowadays!"

Mr. Zhao sat slumped on the chair, looked at the rosewood tea table in front of him, and couldn't help but shook his head: "Brother Liu, you are the most profitable! This tea table has been transferred to Boss Xiao Shu. What happened? , you come to drink tea in the sky, not only is the tea table used, but you also buy good tea for free!"

Mr. Liu smiled so much that his beard trembled, "As we get older, these guys have to go somewhere." He was reluctant to go anywhere else. Danningju is a good place, and you can come and take a look at it anytime! How wonderful!

Mr. Zhao suddenly felt a little emotional, "This is reasonable. When people get old, if they don't handle it well and kick their own legs, those unfilial sons will be packed up and sent to the auction house." - These bastards who don't understand elegance, Just sell it for money!

A place like an auction house can indeed fetch high prices, but who knows who will end up with it?

If it falls into the hands of some arty country bumpkin, it would be a real injustice to the treasure left behind by our ancestors!

Next to him, Uncle Chen, who wears gold-rimmed eyes, is a rare young man among collectors in this circle - not counting Shu Jin.

Uncle Chen, who was standing in front of the pair of bamboos, adjusted his glasses and said, "Let's look at this "Picture of Bamboo Clusters"! Boss Shu, I bet you must have an authentic work by Zheng Banqiao!"

Shu Jin: She really doesn’t have one now!

However, when she was the empress dowager in her previous life, she collected a lot of Zheng Xie's paintings and copied them when she had nothing to do. After studying them for decades, she naturally developed a certain look.

Qi Baishi's shrimps, Zheng Banqiao's bamboos, Xu Beihong's horses - these are what every calligraphy and painting collector most wants to own.

Mr. Liu was full of energy, "Xiao Chen is an expert in this field. If he says you have it, you will definitely not be able to run away! Boss Xiao Shu, take it out and let us take care of it!"

Shu Jin looked helpless and could only say: "I lent it to a friend, just wait for a while!"

Uncle Chen clapped his legs and said happily: "Okay, it's settled!"

As for how Shu Jin made something out of nothing - it wasn't that difficult. Anyway, she was going to attend an auction soon, and there happened to be a painting by Zheng Xie. She just asked Ms. Jin to take a photo of it.

She did like it anyway.

If you like it, buy it.

This is the life of rich people, how boring!

I have finally finished this book, and I have put an end to my worries. I originally planned to write one million plus, but it was a bit stressful to write while raising a baby.

In 2024...I should be able to come back.