Chapter 31 Chapter 31

Chen Muwu was dumbfounded by the operation of the Westerners.

It turned out that he had spent the whole morning there pretending to pay attention to reading calligraphy and painting, which was completely useless.

Others don't take those calligraphy and paintings seriously at all, they just treat them as recreational items after buying vases and bronze wares.

Chen Muwu quickly pulled out another scroll from the pile of calligraphy and paintings, for fear that he would be too late to grab good things, or even things.

Foreigners pay their bills with gold and silver, but Chen Muwu has a pile of odds and ends in his arms, which looks very shabby at this moment.

When it was his turn, he put the five small yellow croakers and twenty banknotes on the table, and waited for the eunuchs to inspect the colors and count them before turning around and leaving.

Among them, the oldest eunuch with the most sinister face hurriedly chased him out: "Sir, sir, please stay."

Chen Muwu knew that this was calling him, and his first reaction was to run away.

But then I thought again, it was impossible for them to recognize that their identity was fraudulent in the short period of time between paying the bill and leaving. If they stop him now, they either have something to talk about, or they have seen it through early in the morning. Although he has lost his identity, he still chooses to complete the transaction with him.

So what else is he afraid of?

So Chen Muwu simply stood there, turned around and said with a half-smile: "Old gentleman, what advice do you have?"

"Okay, young man, don't pretend to be like the old man," the old eunuch directly pointed out Chen Muwu's disguise, "Your tricks to deceive the little guy who has never seen the time are not bad, but the old man is still a little bit worse. "

Chen Muwu smiled awkwardly, he knew that the old eunuch in front of him must have been suspicious of Jiang Xingye Bank's banknotes.

A person, the money he pays out is not yuan, but banknotes from the south?

Nowadays, the yuan is not as worthless as it has been depreciated countless times in later generations. According to the original regulations of the gold standard, one yuan is equal to 750 mg of gold, which is basically the same as the price of the ocean, only slightly lower by [-]% and a half.

"Don't worry, I didn't mean anything malicious when I stopped you. I just wanted to tell you that next time I come again, I don't need to put on such a disguise. Anyway, you have money and want things, and I have things and want money. I won't go." I suspect how you got here, and I don’t ask who you are, as long as you keep your mouth shut and abide by the rules here, who do you do business with?”

"Then thank you, old man." Chen Muwu no longer spoke in a rough voice, but returned to his normal tone.

In fact, the mentality of the old eunuch is also very simple. In his cognition, anyone who can find such a place is one who likes antique calligraphy and painting wholeheartedly and wants to pick up the leaks.

He really wasn't worried that this group of people would leak the news and expose the fact that the palace people were buying and selling in private.

After all, it is not so easy to buy rare treasures in the palace after cutting off their trading channel.

It can only be said that this old eunuch is still too naive. Their emperor's master's fortune is much bigger than their small troubles!
Although the sun rises late in winter, the eastern sky has already brightened up.

The lonely Chen Muwu walked out of the courtyard, and the sharp-eyed driver immediately recognized this generous customer.

He hastily pressed the ignition lever on the left side of the steering wheel to start the car, and drove the car close to Chen Muwu.

"Sir, are you out?" The driver jumped out of the car and opened the door on the right side graciously.

"It's better to go to Dongbanqiao, and when I get back, I will pay you together."

"Okay, okay, I promise to send you to your destination safely."

There was no talking all the way, and when the two of them returned to Dongbanqiao in the North City, the red sun had already risen. Chen Muwu settled the money for the car, and returned to Ma's house in the alley with the three scrolls in his arms.

After entering the house, he groped around, but couldn't find a place to hide his things. In the end, he simply rolled the scroll into a jacket and put it in the suitcase.

He tore off the note left on the table before he left, took off his outermost clothes and lay down on the bed, taking the time to rest for a while.

It wasn't until the little boy from the Ma family knocked on the door and told Chen Muwu to get up and eat, that he pretended to be the first to wake up from the big dream, and opened the door rubbing his eyes.

Everything at the dinner table was the same as usual, no one in the Ma family should have noticed that this young man who was boarding at his home had gone to Black Dragon Pool to make trouble last night.

After eating, Chen Muarmed casually asked Ma Yuzao: "Second brother Ma, do you know anyone who is proficient in appreciating gold, stone, antiques, calligraphy and paintings in this city of Beijing?"

"Why, have you been interested in collecting recently?"

"The lectures have been postponed for the past few days. I have nothing to do. I heard that the Liulichang area in the capital has always been a gathering place for antiques, calligraphy and paintings, so I wanted to go there."

"Hanchen, the water in this collection business has always been deep, I advise you not to be too rash."

"That's why I asked you, second brother, can you introduce some teachers so that I can go and ask for one or two. I didn't go there to lose everything and want to make a fortune, but I just wanted to try my luck and buy one or two. Precious baby."

Ma Yuzao smiled slightly and said: "It seems that I can't persuade you anymore, Hanchen, you are going to hit the south wall and not look back. Well, I will write you the address of my fourth brother. Maybe your eldest brother didn't talk to me. You said that my fourth brother, Ma Shuping, is now the director of the Archaeological Research Office of Bei Da Guoxue, and he happens to be good at this. Whenever you are free, come and find him."

"Thank you, Brother Ma."

Ma Yuzao picked up a pen and wrote an address note, and then hurriedly left home to go to work in Bei University.

A few days after Cai Yuanpei resigned and left the school, the situation of Bei Daqun without a leader was improved, and finally Jiang Menglin took up the post of acting principal.

Except for a few radical students who still clamored every day to expel Peng Yunyi, the chief education officer, and go to the Tianjiao Concession to welcome back the old principal Cai Yuanpei, most of the students have returned to the classroom.

Chen Muwu also got what he wanted.

Ma Yuzao's fourth brother, Ma Heng, now people only say that he is lucky to have found a rich old man.

Because the father-in-law has money to let him squander, he can learn to ride a horse and have money to collect antique gold and stones.

Because he can ride horses and his second brother is the director of Bei University, he can be the equestrian teacher in Bei University's physical education class.

Because he likes to collect antiques and study gold and stones, after the establishment of Bei University's archaeological laboratory, he entered the institute and became a nominal director.

Anyway, the salaries of the teachers in Bei Dalian cannot be paid, so how can they have spare money to support archaeology?
In this world now, probably only Chen Muwu knows that Ma Heng is not an ignorant son who only spends his father-in-law's money to eat, drink and have fun.

He is the second director of the future Palace Museum. During the Anti-Japanese War, he presided over the southward relocation, westward relocation and return of cultural relics, and made great contributions to keeping precious cultural relics in China.

The reason why Chen Muwu asked Ma Yuzao whether he knew anyone in the antique collector circle was to get information about his fourth brother, Ma Heng.

Can be the dean of the Palace Museum, so the level of calligraphy and painting appraisal is not enough?
Not long after Ma Yuzao went out, Chen Muwu, who went back to the house to get the three scrolls, followed closely behind.

He called a rickshaw and went straight to No. 48 Xiaoyabao Hutong.

(End of this chapter)

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