Siheyuan: Baji heirs never forget

Chapter 77 Authentic?Peace post (make up for yesterday’s post)
The stars gradually disappeared, and the red sun rose in the east.

Zhao Xin took the children to the factory after morning exercise. Ao Zongyong, Fu Gui and Lin Shitou were making final measurements.

It has to be said that what kind of general there is, there will be what kind of soldiers.The few people under Lin Shitou who can understand drawings and do some simple designs are very pragmatic. All kinds of data must be complete and true, and they also strive for excellence in their work. These are the real people engaged in architecture.

This style is naturally very suitable for Xin Zhao's needs. At this moment, he is looking at the pile of drawings on the table. There are full pictures and detailed explanations of some parts of the land.

Xin Zhao already has a preliminary design plan in his mind.At eleven o'clock, Lin Shitou and Ao Zongyong came to the temporarily packed office with the final measurement results to report the results to Zhao Xin.

"Boss, we have just done some verification. The measurement work of the factory has been successfully completed, and it is all on these drawings." Lin Shitou continued: "Does Boss Zhao have a design candidate? I heard that there are students of Mr. Liang Sicheng at Tsinghua University... …”

"It's okay, I'll do the design." Xin Zhao said.

"Ah~" Lin Shitou looked at Xin Zhao in surprise. He knew that his boss knew blueprints, but he didn't expect to be able to design such a large factory.

"Foreman Lin, don't believe it." Ao Zongyong said at the side: "Our boss is very capable. He used to be an engineer in a steel rolling mill."

"Engineer?" Lin Shitou looked surprised: "Boss Zhao is so awesome!"

Fu Gui and Ao Zongyong smiled and said nothing. Could they be ordinary people who dared to open a big hotel or set up a large private factory at this stage? They had followed Xin Zhao for several months, and they still knew the basic information about Xin Zhao.

"Okay, since there's no problem, I'll go back with the drawings. See you again in the next year."

"Okay." Lin Shitou agreed with a smile.

"Boss, are we on holiday?" Fu Gui asked.

"Otherwise?" Zhao Xin asked back and continued: "Since it is a holiday today, let me pay you your wages! You two have done well these days, and you will be given a bonus of two hundred or one hundred."

"There is also a bonus." Ao Zongyong and Fu Gui were full of surprise. This is equivalent to two months' salary.

Foreman Lin and others hadn't left yet. Hearing Zhao Xin's words, they were filled with envy, but their salaries were paid by the construction department.

"Take it, there will be more in the future." After Zhao Xin finished talking to Ao Zongyong and Fu Gui, he looked at foreman Lin and said: "Your salary should be within the 30 yuan I paid. I have seen your efforts for a while, and each of you will be given thirty to go back and have a good New Year."

"Okay, thank you, boss." Foreman Lin and others did not refuse, but secretly made up their minds to build the factory carefully and carefully when the time comes.

After paying the salary, Zhao Xin packed up the drawings and took the bus back to the courtyard.

After asking Sister Sun, I learned that Lou's father and Lou's mother were out for a walk, and they were accompanied by bodyguards and secretaries brought from Hong Kong.

Among the children, Zhao Yutian had an appointment with his classmates and went to a party.

Zhao Zhixia went to Chuanwu Club, and he was the deputy leader of that club.

Zhao Yueyue went shopping with a few girls and said they wanted to watch a movie. Zhao Gangyi put aside his winter vacation homework and went to Baji Martial Arts Academy to play.

The children were not at home, Xin Zhao went to the supply and marketing cooperative after teasing the dog for a while.

Yesterday he heard that a batch of new goods had arrived in the supply and marketing cooperative, including motorcycles. Although cars could not be purchased at this stage, motorcycles would be good for transportation.

Walking into the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, Zhao Xin saw many new things that he had never seen before.

A new version of the tape recorder, a variety of new clothes, and Xin Zhao even saw a television.

"How do you sell this TV?" Xin Zhao stepped forward and asked.

"You need to have a TV ticket, and it's not possible to buy it back at this stage." The shopping guide from the supply and marketing cooperative explained.

"Oh." Xin Zhao nodded: "I heard that a motorcycle was coming, so I came here to take a look."

"The motorcycle is inside, I'll take you there." The shopping guide's eyes lit up when he heard this. Motorcycles are new and expensive. Being able to buy a motorcycle means that the person in front of him is rich.

Xin Zhao looked back at the TV, feeling a little regretful. The shopping guide explained: "This is imported from abroad. It needs to be connected to a TV cable. The TV cable has not been laid out in the capital yet. You can watch it when it is laid out." ”

Xin Zhao nodded. He knew the ropes here better than the shopping guide.Just connecting a TV line is not enough, you also need a TV station and corresponding programs.

Of course you can start by playing a movie as a transition.

There are many cars in the yard inside, including bicycles, three-wheeled bicycles, and Xin Zhao's target motorcycle this time.There are two types of motorcycles, three-wheeled and normal two-wheeled.

They are all products imported from Japan. Although there is a seat on the back of the tricycle, and sometimes you can carry some things, this is what the little devil rode back then, which made Xin Zhao a little uncomfortable.

"Just this two-wheeled one. How much does it cost?"

"Two thousand six." The shopping guide had a smile on his face.

After buying a motorcycle, Zhao Xin was not going to go back directly. Instead, he went to the nearby antique street to wander around.

There are a lot more things in the antique street than before. After all, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and many units have paid wages. In addition, everyone needs money for the Chinese New Year, so I took out the things I originally thought of as family heirlooms.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Xin Zhao asked, pointing to a money sword.

"This is an old item. I received it from a villager's house when I went to Longhu Mountain last year. He said it was passed down from his ancestors and has been kept in the town house to protect the family."

"Look at this number. There are a total of one hundred and eight bronze coins. If you take this number, you can take it." The boss held out five fingers.

"Five hundred?" Xin Zhao frowned slightly.

"Don't think it's too expensive. This is an antique. Not only can you keep it for yourself, it can also suppress evil spirits. If I weren't in this business, I would definitely keep it for myself."

"We don't have enough money. We only have one hundred. It's private money hidden from my wife." Xin Zhao sighed, picked up a jar, and looked at it.

"This is also a good item." The stall owner's eyes lit up, and he swallowed back what he originally wanted to say, "A sword with a hundred dollars can be sold."

"This is an old object from the Ming Dynasty. Look at the pattern and the bottom. In the Ming Dynasty, it must have been used by wealthy families to hold soup. It originally had this number, but since you only have a hundred, a hundred is fine. ." The stall owner said with two thumbs up.

"Hey, that's not possible." Zhao Xinyile said: "I still want to hang out here more. If I buy your Ming Dynasty jar, I will have to go back home."

"Hey, this piece of cloth is not simple." Xin Zhao asked as he picked up a piece of cloth on the stall.

"Hey, that's for sure. Have you seen this?" The stall owner pointed to the seal on the cloth and said, "This is Qianlong's seal. This is a real thing. I paid five yuan in [-]. If you want it..."

The stall owner first made an eight sign, and then showed all five fingers: "Originally, I planned to sell it for eighty, but if you want it, take it for fifty."

"Okay, that's it." Zhao Xin took out 50 yuan and carefully placed the piece of cloth in his arms.

After Xin Zhao left, the stall owner picked up the money sword and porcelain jar that Xin Zhao had just asked about and looked at them carefully.He thought to himself: "There is no loophole in this. My craftsmanship is top-notch in this street."

"Boss, how do you sell the jar in your hand?" someone asked at this time.

The stall owner hurriedly started selling again, but this time the price directly changed to two hundred.

The stall owner was in a good mood. After all, what he collected for five yuan back then was resold for fifty yuan, a direct increase of ten times.

Xin Zhao was naturally in a better mood, because the Qianlong seal was real, but the words on it were more interesting.

Wang Xizhi's "Peace Note", the style of the calligraphy does seem to be Wang Xizhi's own handwriting, but the details need to be carefully identified.

It's really interesting to talk about Qianlong. When all kinds of cultural relics came into his hands, he had to stamp them with his own seal, a proper seal of madness.After getting a good thing, wandering around for a while and buying two jade stones of good quality, Zhao Xin rode his motorcycle back home.

Before the children came back, Xin Zhao went into the study and took out the "Safe Note" he just got and looked at it carefully.

"Is it an authentic work?" Zhao Xin's eyes showed doubts, and he only had these three words with question marks in his mind.

Judging from the fabric, it seems to be a pre-Ming Dynasty object.A careful comparison of the handwriting shows that it is also Wang Xizhi's style.

If you look at it from Xin Zhao's point of view, it is an authentic work.

But the original work of Wang Xizhi was so rare that Xin Zhao thought about it carefully and murmured: "There is a [-]% chance that it is the original work, and the remaining [-]% may be a copy by a calligrapher."

"This is a huge profit." Xin Zhao took the cloth to the backyard and started tinkering in the east wing.He wanted to frame this properly, but it would be too disrespectful to keep it lying around like a rag.

Lou Zhenhua and Lou Tan came back. When they saw Zhao Xin busy in the backyard, they didn't bother him, but watched quietly.

Lou Zhenhua has a good vision, so he can naturally see that this cloth must be an antique.

After Zhao Xin finished mounting it, Lou Zhenhua asked, "This is it."

"Wang Xizhi's Peace Calligraphy was probably copied by a great calligrapher before the Ming Dynasty. I bought it for 50 yuan."

"That's really a big mistake." Lou Zhenhua said with a smile.

"Hey, that stall owner pointed to Qianlong's seal and sold it for money, but he didn't know that the real precious thing was this calligraphy." Zhao Xin handed the calligraphy and painting to Lou Zhenhua and said, "Dad, hang this in your room."

"No, these are all antiques. It's better to keep them in the collection room." Lou Zhenhua said quickly.

"Yes, otherwise, if it is destroyed one day, it will become a criminal in history." Lou Tan also said.

"Okay." Zhao Xin nodded. In fact, even if it was hung in Lou Zhenhua's room, Zhao Xin would definitely take protective measures. First, he would have to build a wall-mounted glass box to protect the calligraphy and painting inside.

Lou Zhenhua and Lou Tan followed Zhao Xin into the east wing and looked at the various antiques in the room with fondness.

Lou Zhenhua also had a house in Hong Kong dedicated to storing antiques. After leaving his hometown, these ancient objects were the only ones that could express his love for his lovesickness. Of course, he also understood that there were not many originals in them.

"Dad, I can just take one of these, and you can hold the rest." After leaving the east wing, Zhao Xin took out the well-protected folders and handed two of them to Lou Zhenhua.

"With the reform and opening up in the Mainland, you must have used it more than me?" Lou Zhenhua continued: "Don't let anyone know about it. My family's assets will all be yours by then."

"Dad, [-] million Hong Kong dollars is enough for the mainland. You can take the remaining [-] million and introduce some advanced equipment to the mainland."

"I am planning to open a motorcycle factory in China, and I will need to import production equipment from Hong Kong."

Hearing what Xin Zhao said, Lou Zhenhua put away the two bankbooks: "The motorcycle factory's production line is easy to build, and it can be imported from Japan."

"Okay, the motorcycle I bought today was made in Japan." Zhao Xin said.

Lou Zhenhua and Lou Tan were tired after walking around for a day and were ready to take a rest, while Zhao Xin walked back to his room.

Just after reading the book for a while, Zhao Gangyi's voice came from outside.

"Dad, can I come in?"

"Come in."

The study door opened, and Zhao Gangyi walked in. He actually carried a bird cage in his hand.

"Say hello to Wucai." Zhao Gangyi shouted towards the birdcage.

"Master, master." shouted the myna in the cage.

"Hello." Zhao Gangyi taught him how to speak.

"Hello." Bago jumped up on the wooden pole in the cage and repeated what Zhao Gangyi just said.

Xin Zhao was a little speechless. His child was a pet for everyone.The eldest child, the third child, and his daughter Zhao Yueyue have an orange cat, and now Zhao Gangyi has a myna.

"How much did it cost?" Xin Zhao picked up the tea cup and slowly woke up.

"100 yuan, Dad, I want to ask how to feed him?" he replied.

"Pfft," Xin Zhao spit out a mouthful of tea.

"100 yuan, 100 yuan." Myna repeated.

"Okay, go check the information yourself and see how to feed him." Xin Zhao waved his hand to drive Zhao Gangyi out.

"Dad, please tell me." Zhao Gangyi asked with a shy face. Apart from being strict when practicing martial arts, his father was actually very gentle at other times.

"Feed the millet." After Zhao Xin said three words, he stood up and found a rag to clean up the tea he had just spit out.

"Oh." Zhao Gangyi went out with some dissatisfaction.

This is a mistake of his own, but this kid of his own has ruined his fortune.The myna, which cost ten yuan at most, was doubled tenfold.

Outside the house, Zhao Yueyue was petting the cat, and she saw Zhao Gangyi coming out.Immediately shouted: "Fourth brother, please release the myna and let my cat chase it."

"I don't think so? My starling will fly away. Besides, your little kitten can only follow the mouse's ass."

"Who said that? My orange cat is still young. When he gets older, he will wipe out all the mice in our yard." Zhao Yueyue petted the cat and said.

Zhao Gangyi did not continue the bickering and went into the kitchen to ask Aunt Sun about Gu Zi.

After taking some millet, he started to feed it, and the myna gave him some respect and started eating the millet.

At this moment, there was a 'bang' sound, which scared the myna so much that it flew around in the cage and screamed: "It scared me to death, it scared me to death."

"Hahahaha." Zhao Yueyue laughed loudly at the side, but she had just lit the firecrackers.

"Sister." Zhao Gangyi's face was full of black lines, and he was so angry with his own sister.

"Don't be angry, Gangyi. You can't just feed me millet, you also have to feed me water." Zhao Yueyue handed over a small cup.

While Zhao Gangyi took the cup with a dark face, he also guarded against his sister's mischief.

"Look at this, a complete list of myna's recipes. If you call me sister, I'll give it to you." Zhao Yueyue said.

"Sister." Zhao Gangyi shouted without thinking.

"Okay, here you go." Zhao Yueyue threw the book to Zhao Gangyi and jumped back to the house, obviously feeling very happy.My fourth brother didn't know that the book was found by his father, but she had cut it.

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