Director, please respect yourself.

Chapter 258 255

In his previous life, Yang Hao, who likes to play, read a news in the newspaper, saying that there was an old man named Zhang Zhiyong in the capital. In order to buy a house for his children, he sold all the rags he collected in the early years to Panjiayuan.

On the National Day of 2010, he sold it for 4 days and earned 11 yuan. However, there were two broken chairs that no one cared about, so he planned to throw them into the trash can, but on this day, he met Ma Weidu who came to visit Panjiayuan.

Ma Weidu observed it carefully, and told him that the official name of these two chairs is "Huanghuali Official Hat Chair in Early Fours"...

Ever since, these two chairs were put on the Guardian Auction after being repaired by experts, and they were sold at a sky-high price of 2300 million yuan in one fell swoop.

And now, these two chairs belong to Yang Hao.

"These two chairs are really valuable?" Wang Fei asked, pinching her nose.

The two tattered chairs were quite big, they were dismantled by Yang Hao, one was placed in the trunk, and the other was barely placed on the back seat, which was a bit annoying.

"I do not know either!

However, if you help me find Ma Weidu for identification, don't you know? "Yang Hao answered her with a smile.

"Why me?" Wang Fei was a little unhappy.

"Because you are my creditor, I owe you money. If these two chairs are identified as antiques from the Ming Dynasty, maybe I can sell them for 800 million yuan.

Can't I give you some of the money back at that time? "

"Qian'er 800 million..., you are so beautiful!"

Taking out his sunglasses from his bag and putting them on, Wang Fei decided not to pay any attention to this dreamy boy.

"Sister Fei..."

"Ok?"

"How is your relationship with Xiao Xie recently?"

"Xiao Xie, who is it?"

But before the words came out, Wang Fei, who was wearing sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, rolled her eyes, then leaned her body on the back of the chair and said:
"No. 18, Jinnan Road, Zhang Wanfen, Dashanzi, Guanfu Museum, wake me up when you get there."

"Okay, you rest."

Yang Hao replied, and started driving seriously.

Guanfu Museum

It is located at No. 18 Jinnan Road, Zhangwanfen, Dashanzi, Chaoyang, Beijing, covering a total area of ​​eight acres.It is a non-state-owned museum and the first private museum in China founded by collector Ma Weidu.

Ma Weidu is the founder and curator, and the museum is governed by a board of directors.

In 2004, the Guanfu Museum was expanded, and now it has 6 exhibition halls, including furniture hall, ceramic hall, door and window hall, oil painting hall, craft hall and multi-functional hall.

Guanfu Museum has thousands of cultural relics handed down from ancient times, showing the charm of Chinese classical culture to every visitor.

On June 2004, 6, in the "First China Collection Annual Ranking List", Guanfu Museum was selected as one of the top ten folk museums in China.

The car drove to the parking lot at the entrance of the museum. Yang Hao got out of the car and was looking at the signboard at the entrance of the museum. Suddenly, an old man came out from this relatively large museum. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit.

"Yang Hao..."

"Yes, Teacher Ma!"

Whether it's people in the entertainment circle, sports circle, or art circle, when they see this old man, most people call him Master Ma, but Yang Hao thinks it's more appropriate to call him Teacher Ma, and let his buddies call you Lord, hehe..., buddies really can't say it.

"Where's Wang Fei?"

Ma Weidu, who was holding hands with Yang Hao, looked around and saw that there was no one around.

"Sleep in the car."

Yang Hao smiled, and opened the co-pilot's door. At this moment, Ma Weidu saw a woman with very long legs leaning on the seat and soundly asleep.

"Ha ha…"

Ma Wei laughed.

"She must have been playing mahjong for a long time last night, otherwise, she wouldn't have made such a mistake... Huh."

At this point, Ma Weidu was taken aback suddenly, obviously seeing the chair on the back seat of the car.

"Is this what you asked me to identify?"

"That's right, Mr. Ma, please show me how much this thing is worth?" Yang Hao acted quickly, first closing the co-pilot's door, letting Wang Fei sleep soundly, and then opening the door on the back seat.

"Huanghua pear..."

He just took out the chair legs, weighed them in his hand, and looked at the texture of the wood, and Ma Weidu directly called out its material.

At this time, Yang Hao had already pulled out the chair legs, chair back, seat surface, etc. from the car, and carefully placed them on the ground.

Ma Weidu is obviously knowledgeable.

Three times, five times and two divisions, basically spelled out the shape of the chair, and then looked at the chair and shook his head.

"Pity!"

"What's the pity, Teacher Ma?" Hearing his words, Yang Hao's heart tightened. My buddy still wants to use this thing to pay off Wang Fei's debt. Didn't you see that because of this, I didn't go to the road show of "Xiu Chun Knife", so nothing can go wrong now.

"It's a pity that there is only one chair. You should know that this kind of "Huanghuali official hat chairs in early fours" is the most valuable when paired."

"How much is a pair worth, my lord?"

The person who asked this question was Wang Fei. At this moment, she had already got off the car.

"If it's a pair, I'll find an expert to repair it for you, and it's worth about this amount." Ma Weidu stretched out two fingers.

"What, 200 million, yes, Yang Hao, you can sell something for 2 yuan for 200 million.

Come, come, let Master Ma take a look at another chair that is of a slightly better quality..."

But before Wang Fei finished speaking, Ma Weidu looked at her with a disgusted expression.

"What 200 million? I said 2000 million. You know, the repair cost of the two chairs alone is more than a million.

But since you have another chair, bring it out and let me have a look. "

……

One o'clock in the afternoon.

After signing the contract in the Guanfu Museum, Ma Weidu's so-called expert took away the two chairs, and also took away 100 million maintenance costs. Originally, he asked for 150 million, but for the sake of the old horse, he still saved so much money.

It seems that Wang Fei and Ma Weidu are indeed very familiar, so close that she came to ask Ma Weidu to do business, but let Ma Weidu treat him to dinner.

Ma Weidu really followed her way, picked up the phone and ordered a meal from Li's Cuisine without saying a word.

Others order meals at Lijia Cuisine in advance, and they have to go to the No. 11 courtyard of Yangfang Hutong to eat, but here in Maweidu, there is no such trouble. If you want to eat well, you can just say a word.

"Yang Hao..."

"Ok?"

"Last night, I watched the movie "Embroidered Spring Knife" directed by you, and it felt very good. Not to mention the exquisite plot design, let's talk about the costumes in the movie, which are very close to the late Ming Dynasty. Wei Zhongxian was wearing a red robe, Ma Yunyi was wearing a green robe, um, and Jinyiwei's flying fish costume...

Oh, by the way, the props in the movie are also very sophisticated. For example, the two chairs you brought here today, the four-year-old official hat chair, have appeared repeatedly in the movie. Of course, the material of these two chairs is huanghuali. "

"Hey, not bad, Teacher Ma!

It is precisely because I have researched furniture from the Ming Dynasty when I was writing the script that I picked up such an omission today. "

At this point, Yang Hao suddenly paused and said, "Mr. Ma, you should be very familiar with Mr. Zheng Xiaolong, the director of "The Legend of Zhen Huan", right?"

(End of this chapter)