Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 363: Is this human behavior?

Zhou Ying nodded when she heard him say that: "Okay, I got it, wait for him to send it to me later!"

"Row!"

Wang Qingsong agreed.

Then he muttered, "By the way, when can I meet that person? I want to ask something!"

The other party is from the School of Materials Science and Engineering. Even if he doesn't have that ability, he must know someone relevant.

He can't do it, and there's his mentor and so on.

No harm.

And the recipes he wanted were all from decades ago.

In fact, it’s not just this channel.

He also checked and found that most of the more than 5 steel companies in the country are private enterprises, so it is not impossible to get these formulas as long as you have money.

It is relatively simple to just get some "backward" and "popular" recipes from school.

Zhou Ying looked at him strangely when she heard this: "Ah? What do you want to ask?"

"In fact, there's more to it than that. I also want him to make some other metal formulas. Of course, I can pay for it!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ying was speechless.

"It's useless to have these formulas. Even if we have them, we still need the supporting infrastructure. There are too many things involved."

"I know! I'm useful!"

Wang Qingsong still persisted.

He naturally understood the principle behind it. For example, rare earth armor steel involved the extraction of rare earths.

Too many, too complicated things.

But he is just one person and cannot accomplish everything. He can only take one step at a time.

Seeing him say that, Zhou Ying stopped trying to persuade him.

Nodding and agreeing: "Okay, I'll ask for you when I have time."

Wang Qingsong was relieved after hearing this: "Then I'll trouble you."

Zhou Ying murmured helplessly: "What's the trouble? You are the boss, I have to listen to you! It's not a big deal anyway."

Wang Qingsong smiled when he heard this.

Thinking about the exchange meeting that Zhou Ying just mentioned, I was pondering it.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "By the way, what exchange meeting did the Third Master mention? When will it start and where will it be?"

"Seven o'clock in the evening. I don't know where exactly, and the Third Master didn't tell me. He said that if you are interested, you should bring the things to his store before five o'clock in the evening. Let him take a look. It seems that if the things are not up to standard, you can't go."

Zhou Ying explained it there.

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong pondered for a moment and asked, "Then can you go? Let's go and take a look together."

Just think of it as an opportunity to see the world.

"Me? I can go, but I still have to look after this store!"

"Didn't you hire someone? Ask her if she can come over for a while and pay her a different salary! Isn't the point of hiring someone to free up time for you?"

After hearing what he said, Zhou Ying thought about it and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll ask her! I wonder if she has anything to do today."

After that, I made a phone call.

After a while, he hung up the phone: "Okay, it's settled, she will be here soon. Give her a full day's salary."

"Okay then, just wait~"

Wang Qingsong said indifferently.

Zhou Ying nodded upon hearing this.

After the matter was agreed upon, Wang Qingsong started thinking about what to bring over.

He didn't want to bring porcelain this time, but planned to bring calligraphy and paintings, because calligraphy and paintings have always been more high-end than porcelain and miscellaneous items.

Zhou Ying naturally thought of this question, and asked, "What are you going to bring with you? Porcelain from the store?"

She knew that Wang Qingsong had a collection of calligraphy and paintings, but they had never been displayed in the store.

She also didn't mention that if those things were real, the prices would be out of this world.

Wang Qingsong came back to his senses and said, "Don't take the porcelain. There are some things in the car. I will take them with me when I leave."

"Oh my god, it's so hot outside. You put the things in the car. Aren't you afraid that they will get damaged by the sun? These things need to be kept at a constant temperature and humidity."

Zhou Ying said, "Bring it up quickly!"

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong went down and took it.

As he walked on the road, he thought that the 10,000 RMB he had asked Du Wanting to exchange seemed a little too little.

The paintings on the second floor of Rongbaozhai are worth hundreds or even thousands of dollars, so it’s time to go buy some.

After walking around the building, he found a fire escape, quietly took out the two brocade boxes and went upstairs.

When they got upstairs, Zhou Ying urged anxiously: "What is that? Come on, let me see it."

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong put the things on the bar.

Open the box and take out a painting.

Gently unfolded it.

After Zhou Ying unfolded it, she looked at the painting carefully.

This is a picture of two children playing under a weeping willow.

Then he whispered the words next to it: "Lang Riding a Bamboo Horse... Zi Kai Painting!"

Then he looked up in surprise: "Feng Zikai's painting? Is it real or fake?"

She is not a complete novice in the study during this period.

At least Pimao understood a little.

Feng Zikai was also a famous painter after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Wang Qingsong smiled and nodded: "What a painting!"

Feng Zikai had not died yet at that time!
The price is not too high, just over thirty dollars a pair.

Zhou Ying muttered, "Oh my god, did you know that Feng Zikai's paintings of this size start at several million?"

Wang Qingsong also checked it out briefly and nodded: "Yes, I know, but I don't see what's good about it. This painting looks like a propaganda poster."

The whole painting is in color.

It's very similar to the propaganda posters of their time.

For example, the picture I posted before of a sow competing with an elephant are very similar.

Zhou Ying looked at it and then retracted her gaze and said, "Of course! Feng Zikai is a famous cartoonist. His paintings all have a bit of a comic style. I'm talking about the style of comics from the 1950s and 1960s."

These words made Wang Qingsong suddenly realize: "So that's how it is!"

No wonder.

It's a bit like those picture books.

Zhou Ying only knew a little bit and didn't know how to distinguish the real from the fake.

Put things away.

She opened another painting, which surprised her even more.

Of course it is the famous painting of Qi Baishi.

Wow, this is even more incredible.

After Zhou Ying finished looking at them, she asked him, "Where did you get these things? More than 99% of the paintings by Qi Baishi and Feng Zikai on the market are fake. You didn't buy them at a bargain hunting store and get cheated!"

Anyway, she didn't quite believe it was true.

Wang Qingsong shrugged and said with a smile, "I guarantee it."

Don't even check where you bought it.

Only the notes from Rongbaozhai don't have a sense of vicissitudes.

There is definitely no problem with the calligraphy and painting itself.

Because the paper these people use for painting is all top-quality rice paper, and they are all old paper.

Modern carbon-14 dating.

The error is between 50 and 200 years, which is too large to be measured.

It is difficult to distinguish between thirty-year-old paper and a hundred-year-old paper.

When Zhou Ying heard this, she shook her head and did not comment. After all, the other party was the boss.

Anyway, he doesn't believe it.

He looked at it carefully again and put the scroll away. This kind of thing cannot be damaged.

If it's true, I can't afford the compensation even if I sell her.

Wang Qingsong put all the things into the box and looked around, when he saw that something on an antique display shelf had been changed.

Then he was curious: "Zhou Ying, where is your little golden Buddha? Did you sell it?"

Previously, Zhou Xin made a clay pot and hid a little golden man inside it.

The gold content in it reaches 58.6% gold and 22% silver.

The total weight is 890 grams.

Considering the 58.6% gold content in it, even if it is purchased at a price of more than 500, it is worth about 28 yuan, which does not include the value of the antique itself.

It can be considered an unexpected fortune.

The price tag was 500,000 yuan, and it was sold in the store, but it never sold. Hearing this, Zhou Ying smiled happily and said, "Put it away."

"Put it away? Why?"

Zhou Ying looked around after hearing this and whispered, "When the Third Master came today, he saw the golden Buddha. He said this thing might have some origin."

Wang Qingsong was confused for a moment.

"I don't know either. He just said..."

Tell the general situation.

After listening, Wang Qingsong was thinking there.

Here's the thing.

After the September 1931th Incident in , the Japanese invaders occupied Northeast China and advanced into North China. For the safety of cultural relics, the Palace Museum selected exquisite cultural relics and sent them south to Shanghai.

A total of 13427 boxes.

附故宫博物院一同运沪者另有古物陈列所5414箱，颐和园640箱又8包3件，国子监11箱。

The shipment was carried out in five batches over a period of four months.

These things take time to ship.

So we started shipping out the first batch of items and then started packing up the rest, all the while worrying that things might change.

Many cultural relics workers here began to use various methods to hide the fine pieces.

It is to prevent these cultural relics from being stolen by the Japanese.

After all, something like this had happened once before in the Old Summer Palace.

However, during the war, it was inevitable that a lot of things would be lost when transporting so many things.

Some of the items were stolen by occupants, while others were truly lost.

In that special situation, naturally no one would investigate it carefully.

Besides, it would be difficult to investigate with the means of that era.

After listening to this, Wang Qingsong thought: "You mean, this thing might be a part of what was lost at that time."

Zhou Ying shook her head. "I'm not sure. Third Master said there's a good chance. He said when he has time, he'll go look up some information with his friends at the museum to see if he can find some records from that time."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong nodded slightly, and then thought of something and asked, "In that case, does that mean we can't sell this thing? At least on the surface."

If this thing is real, it nominally belongs to the Palace Museum after all.

Although it happened in the 31st year.

However, I have also heard Zhou Ying talk about the antique business.

There are many ways involved.

Zhou Ying shook her head: "I'm not sure. Third Master doesn't know either. Let's wait until he finds out. Then we can tell you!"

Wang Qingsong nodded upon seeing this.

Then wait there.

After a while, a girl in her twenties walked in from outside.

"Sister! I'm coming."

Seeing this, Zhou Ying smiled and also greeted: "Here you are! Xiaoxiao, this is our boss! Wang Qingsong."

Upon hearing this, the other party looked at Wang Qingsong in surprise.

Didn't say anything, just smiled and said hello.

"Hello there!"

"Hello there!"

Wang Qingsong nodded lightly.

Although the girl was pretty, the two of them had little in common, so there was no need for them to chat.

He said to Zhou Ying, "It's still early for the exchange meeting, so come with me to the small commodity market and I'll go look at something."

Zhou Ying nodded, explained something to the girl, and then they left the shop.

Drive to the small commodity wholesale market.

After arriving at the place, Wang Qingsong continued to wander around there. This time he brought someone with him, so he felt comfortable asking about many things that seemed inexplicable to him before.

"What's this?"

“Aloe vera gel!”

"For what?"

"Face paint..."

"what is this?"

"this is……"

Along the way, Wang Qingsong gained a lot of knowledge, but his questions almost made Zhou Ying autistic.

Wang Qingsong picked up a package.

Zhou Ying glanced at it and said without asking, "Compressed facial mask!"

Wang Qingsong looked at the thing in surprise: "What does compressed mask mean?"

"It's a compressed mask! Soak it in water and put some other things on it..."

Zhou Ying explained there patiently.

After listening to it, Wang Qingsong was pondering.

He had checked before and knew about facial masks.

But I have never looked into compressed facial masks. Now I understand what they mean after hearing the explanation.

This reminded him of the plastic mask Zhou Ying had.

Very inconvenient.

"Is this the non-woven fabric?"

Zhou Ying nodded and explained: "Yes, but this is pure cotton spunlace non-woven fabric! It's cotton, not a chemical product non-woven fabric."

After hearing this, Wang Qingsong thought about it for a moment.

I asked the boss about the price.

There are big bags and small bags.

A large bag of 500 pills is only 25 yuan, and this is the normal price.

If you need more quantity, the price can be even cheaper.

Five cents each.

Too cheap.

buy.

I bought ten packs and the price dropped to 23 yuan.

Zhou Ying looked at the things he bought and shook her head.

Everything Wang Qingsong did all day long seemed mysterious to him.

Sometimes it’s a machine tool, sometimes it’s denim, sometimes it’s a sewing machine…

Now she is used to it and doesn't bother to ask.

Wang Qingsong was shopping in the wholesale market, wishing he could buy all kinds of goods and then study them one by one.

When this idea came out, he felt it was quite reliable.

Then he said it to Zhou Ying who was beside him.

The other person looked at him strangely: "Are you crazy? Why do you need so many messy things? Do you know how many varieties there are here?"

Wang Qingsong made a rare joke: "Don't worry about it. I'm the boss. I'll give you a few days off. Just buy it if you think it's worth it."

After saying that, he walked towards the shop in front.

Zhou Ying was behind him, making a face at him and muttering, "Is this human nature what you are doing?"

Wang Qingsong pretended not to hear.

After getting tired of strolling around there and seeing that the time was almost up, the two of them left carrying a lot of things.

Drove towards Panjiayuan.

The two arrived at Panjiayuan and went straight to Cheng Jianfei's antique shop.

"Hey, here, what are you doing!"

While walking on the road, Wang Qingsong suddenly saw Zhou Ying turning at the intersection of the street stall and hurriedly called out.

He hurriedly chased after him.

Then he asked curiously, "What are you doing? You're going the wrong way."

Zhou Ying said without even turning her head: "I saw someone I didn't want to see."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong turned his head to look.

He thought Zhou Ying was talking about her second uncle's family.

But after looking around, she didn't see him, after all, except for the son from her second uncle's family whom she had never met.

He had seen the others.

Not finding anyone, he saw Zhou Ying walking quickly and hurriedly chased after her.

(End of this chapter)