Wind rises time and space gate

Chapter 175 Don’t sell it cheaply
Zhao Guangyuan suddenly remembered a word called "hoarding goods to stay in a strange place", which he suddenly realized during the conversation with Zhang Weiguo and Lu Zhanpeng.

Although he had never done business, he had been smart since he was a child and had a good brain. He immediately realized that the calligraphy and paintings that Da Qi brought over could not be sold at a low price.Jiang Xiang's paintings can no longer be sold at their original prices.

And he wanted to make Jiang Xiang famous.

Beginning to introduce the paintings of Jiang Xiang and his son: "Jiang Xiang not only has outstanding painting skills, but his two sons also inherited his painting skills. They are extremely outstanding and have made great achievements in calligraphy and painting..."

Take out the paintings of father and son.

"Jiang Xuyang is the eldest son of Jiang Xiang. He is steady and down-to-earth. His paintings are sparse and elegant, mostly in a pragmatic style. He is a second-class Jinshi and once served as the head of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Look at his paintings..." Pointing to Jiang Xuyang's paintings, he introduced.

Most of Jiang Xuyang's paintings are landscape paintings, which are majestic and majestic, and Zhang Weiguo likes them very much.

"Jiang Wentao is the youngest son of Jiang Xiang. He passed the imperial examination in the 12th year of his reign and was outstanding in both knowledge and painting skills. He has an out-of-the-box temperament and his paintings are delicate. He likes to paint flowers, birds and figures. His brushwork is gentler and his paintings are lively and interesting..."

"I like this painting by Jiang Wentao better!" Lu Zhanpeng looked at Jiang Wentao's painting of ladies and admired it very much, "I want this one."

In the end, Lu Zhanpeng spent 120 million to buy two paintings of ladies by Jiang Wentao, Zhang Weiguo bought a painting by Jiang Xuyang, and spent another 150 million to buy a landscape painting by Jiang Xiang.

The four paintings were sold for a total of 3308 million taels.This is because of the preferential price given by an acquaintance.

"I can't pay this price to anyone else. I hope the two uncles won't reveal it to anyone." Zhao Guangyuan smiled and sent the two of them out.

Zhang Weiguo and Lu Zhanpeng both know the rules of this business. They made a big mistake today, so naturally they will not reveal the price to the outside world.

Zhang Weiguo patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Guangyuan, uncle understands. Next time, Xia Xia and I will have dinner at home. Qiu Qiu seems to be coming back in two days, so we can come over and have fun together."

"Okay, I'll definitely come and visit." Lin Zhaoxia and Zhao Guangyuan responded and sent them off.

After the people left, Zhao Guangyuan, Lin Zhaoxia, and Lu Shanchang sat in the inner room.

"After selling this batch, the remaining paintings can no longer be sold in the name of Qi Dynasty." Zhao Guangyuan frowned.

Lin Zhaoxia and Lu Shanchang both agreed.Even if I could justify myself, my ancestors couldn't pass down so many paintings.After so many dynasties, wars, era changes, etc., how can we still save so many complete calligraphy and paintings?

Paintings still have to be sold, but the dynasty can be blurred.What they still sell are ancient paintings.

"Mention the prices of the paintings of Jiang Xiang and his son, especially Jiang Xiang's. It's better not to sell Jiang Xiang's paintings cheaply yet." Lin Zhaoxia reminded.

When Zhang Weiguo left just now, he reminded them of the value of the paintings of these three people and asked them not to sell them at low prices. He said that he would help them send them to an auction company for auction when he had the opportunity.

Lu Shanchang nodded in agreement, "There are still a few paintings by Jiang Shaofu, but they are not sold. They are the treasures of the museum."

Lin Zhaoxia laughed and said, "Then we have quite a few treasures for the museum. The "Picture of Cold Mountains in Autumn" is also stamped with the seal of the Emperor of Qi. This is a real treasure for the museum."

There was nostalgia in Zhao Guangyuan's eyes, "My great-grandfather liked this painting of Autumn Mountains and Cold Mountains very much. He kept it in his bedroom and often took it out to play with. Later, the painting was not buried with it, but stayed in the palace."

"...Although my imperial grandfather also liked calligraphy and painting, he didn't like it as much as my great-grandfather. Seeing that he liked it, he gave it to my brother. Later, my brother kept him in the East Palace. Until later, when my brother saw that Jiang Xiang liked it, he gave it to him. Gave it to Jiang Xiang."

I never thought there was such a story behind a painting.

Thinking of his brother's tragic death, Lin Zhaoxia glanced at him worriedly: "Then why don't you sell it and keep it?"

Zhao Guangyuan shook his head, "No." He was afraid that looking at it would make him sadder.

Seeing his sad eyes, Lin Zhaoxia joked: "I originally wanted to say that I like it quite a lot. Can you let me take it back and hang it at home?" Zhao Guangyuan came to his senses, "You like it? Then take it back and hang it at home." At home."

Lu Shanchang couldn't help but glance at him, then looked at Lin Zhaoxia, lowered his head and smiled.

Lin Zhaoxia waved her hands hurriedly: "I'm kidding. I think this painting will definitely fetch a good price in the future, so I'd better keep it and sell it. Besides, your paintings are quite beautiful, so I'll hang your paintings at home." I really like the painting you gave Uncle Zhang before."

Zhao Guangyuan held the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Then I will draw it for you. I will draw you the autumn and winter scenery of Tianshou Mountain, the morning rise, the sunset, and the Tianshou Mountain in the daytime."

"Agreed?"

"It's a deal!" As long as you like it, I will draw it for you.Zhao Guangyuan looked at her with gentle eyes.

From that day on, Zhao Guangyuan became increasingly busy, learning to drive during the day and painting at night, or farming in Daqi during the day and painting and writing books at night.

Zhao Guangyuan could not find the history of the Qi Dynasty in China, which he always felt was a great regret.Da Qi has been passed down to his father for eighteen generations, so why is there no record in the history books?

Are the histories of Da Qi and Hua not connected?Are he and her not in the same time and space, not in the same world?
He couldn't stand this.

He traveled through time and space and met her. This must be God's arrangement.Although he and she are not in the same time and space, when they meet, they must be in the same world and under the same sun.

He cannot be false, he is real, and so is she.

Zhao Guangyuan began to sort out the history of Da Qi and compile it into a book. He also wrote down the story of him and his mother, stepmother and brother during the Zhizheng Dynasty in the form of unofficial history...

In the blink of an eye, it was the day before Lin Zhaoxia's party.

"Mom, are you coming back tomorrow night?" If dad doesn't come these days, and mom isn't here either, she won't be able to sleep and she won't be happy.

"If mom doesn't come back, don't you still have your eldest uncle? I'm going to rest at your uncle's house after studying. Mom will pick you up when she comes back."

"No." When I grow up, I act coquettishly in my mother's arms, "I want to learn lessons from my father, and my mother is watching us." When I grow up, I want to be a family together, with a father and a mother.

"You want to learn lessons from your father? Did you forget that your father slapped your palm last time? Who cried and said that he no longer wanted to learn lessons from dad?"

"It's not Chang Zhi." Chang Zhi didn't even raise his head. It was so embarrassing that he didn't cry.

Lin Zhaoxia smiled and stroked his head.The last time I had to memorize an article, I didn’t remember it, and my dictation was wrong, so I got slapped on the palm by Zhao Guangyuan.Lin Zhaoxia felt distressed, but did not interfere.

She felt that Zhao Guangyuan was too strict, and his progress in growing up was already very fast. So far, he has finished learning the Three-Character Classic of Hundreds of Surnames, and all the children have memorized it by heart. If he can't write certain new words well, she will hit him on the palm to see if he can teach him a lesson. As long as it lasted, she felt distressed.

But it's hard to interfere.

"Mom will be back tomorrow night. If you can memorize all the characters in the Three-Character Classic and Hundreds of Surnames correctly by tomorrow, will you give me a big reward when you come back?"

"What reward?"

"Wait until you become a mother."

"I will definitely do it when I grow up!" He looked full of confidence.

Thinking that his mother would be away tomorrow and not be able to accompany him on the weekend, he squeezed into Lin Zhaoxia's bed while hugging the pillow.As a result, Zhao Guangyuan suddenly came in the middle of the night.

(End of this chapter)