Domineering little Shennong

Chapter 272 Is it OK?

The Forbidden City, the small courtyard of the cultural relics restoration ceramics group.

Chen Ma's complexion changed, "No!"

In a hurry, Chen's mother grabbed the ink-colored ceramic horse painted by Chen Dazhi on the table and was about to take it away. "My son drew it. When I took it home, it was just like a newspaper and pasted on the wall."

The fat man and the man with glasses became anxious immediately!

"Oh, this lesbian, don't move! Don't move!"

"This is a cultural relic!"

Chen's mother looked at the two in confusion and said, "This is just drawn by my son. I have seen it with my own eyes. How can it become a cultural relic? Take it home and use it as a newspaper to paste the wall. A newspaper costs one yuan. This time It can save another one yuan of bun money."

"..." Father Chen's face darkened, and Mother Chen's petty thoughts about money started again.

Chen Dazhi remained silent, and continued to shout OK in his head, unwilling to give up. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter must have something to do with OK!

The two cultural relics researchers in the ceramics group refused to let Chen Ma take the picture away, which is the key to restoring the "Tang Sancai Horse".

Chen's mother immediately reminded her kindly: "Then you take pictures! Quickly take pictures with your mobile phone, we may have to fly back this afternoon, please hurry up and take pictures, we are in a hurry by plane."

Fatty suddenly felt a bit of liver pain, even if he could afford to sit on the plane, he still cares about this one dollar newspaper sticking to the wall?
Glasses man: "..."

"Hurry up."

"Take a photo with your phone."

"How about I help you?"

As Chen Ma said, she triumphantly took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and took a quick photo of the ceramic horse portrait: "First, let's take a long one, then a straight one, and then a vertical one. Let's take a good picture." Now, quickly turn on the bluetooth of your mobile phone, my mobile phone's bluetooth name is 'Blue Enchantress', what's your name? Quickly search for me, the password is 111111, six ones!"

Mother Chen waved the Motorola flip phone in her hand, "Why is my phone beautiful? My son gave it to me!"

Glasses man: "..."

Fatty: "..."

Father Chen's face darkened, and finally he couldn't stand it anymore.

Where is this place?

This is the Forbidden City!

It is the place where the former emperor lived in the capital!
"He's an expert in cultural relics, Zhao Fengju, why are you making trouble! Your son's face is completely embarrassing!" Father Chen said angrily.

Chen's mother immediately refused, "Why can't I talk about the paintings my son drew and the mobile phone my son bought me? Honestly, Chen, please explain clearly to me! You have been against me since today, and you are against me. Do you want to live with my old lady in the future! You old man who killed a thousand knives, do you have someone outside?"

"Prodigal girls! I don't care about you!" Father Chen said angrily.

"Chen Laoshi, you made it clear to me today!" Mama Chen's face changed, and she tugged at Father Chen's collar.

The sudden quarrel made everyone present feel a little embarrassed.

Tao Suo took a look at Chen Dazhi and said, "Master Chen, why don't I pay 1 yuan for this calligraphy of yours, and please give it up."

Chen Dazhi was stunned for a moment, recovered from the distraction of shouting OK in his head, and quickly said: "Tao Suo, you are joking, I just drew for fun, what is it worth, I didn't even think about taking it with me. Go, if you like to stay, you can do it. Your restoration of cultural relics is to contribute to the inheritance of Chinese history and culture. How can you pay for subsidies yourself! There is no such reason! Don’t worry about my mother, she has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, love Be greedy for cheap."

Tao Suo immediately thanked: "Thank you, Master Chen. With your calligraphy, it is definitely the greatest help for the restoration of this Tang Sancai horse. It is very important!"

Chen Dazhi said: "You are welcome. It is my greatest honor as an ordinary person to contribute to the protection and restoration of our country's cultural relics!"

Tao Suo gave Chen Dazhi a thumbs up and said, "Master Chen's ideological consciousness is high!"

Chen Dazhi smiled modestly. He really didn't care about the ink-colored ceramic horse portrait, "OK? OK, sir, are you talking?"

……

"Wait a minute! Expert, how much did you say to buy my son's painting? If I heard correctly, it should be [-]?"

Chen's mother suddenly lost interest in arguing with Chen's father after hearing Tao's 1 yuan.

Chen Dazhi embarrassed Chen's mother: "Mom, it is my duty to contribute to the country!"

Chen's mother was a little angry and said: "My stupid son, you don't even have a wife now, and you have no money to build a house at home. You fool, that's 1 yuan! When you get home, my mother will find a matchmaker for you. No money."

Chen Ma looked at Tao Suo with a smile and said, "Expert, you are a well-known expert all over the country, so you can't ignore what you say."

Tao Suo's face turned serious, "It's our negligence. Master Chen's 'one ink and seven colors' has never been seen in the entire history of Chinese painting, except for Master Huang Binhong! Just for this lost painting. The technique, the 1 yuan for this painting of the ceramic ink horse is because I took advantage of Master Chen."

Chen Ma said: "Then how much can you give if you don't take advantage?"

Chen Dazhi: "..."

"I'll offer one hundred thousand! No! Two hundred thousand!"

The middle-aged man Xiao Luo suddenly said: "Aunt Chen, please sell me this painting of Master Chen. I only have so much money on hand now. I will definitely treasure this painting of Master Chen carefully and keep it as a family heirloom. , passed down from generation to generation.”

"Ah, 20?" Chen Ma was taken aback.

"Aunt Chen, then don't feel bad about the lack of money, just treat me as you pity me, and sell me this painting." While speaking, the middle-aged man Xiao Luo suddenly took out his wallet from his pocket, and took out a piece of paper from the wallet. After opening a bank card, he took out his mobile phone and called his friend again, saying, "Lend me some money, [-] yuan, and call this card number immediately. Listen to the card number, and I will read it to you."

Hang up the phone, and soon, the phone rang. The middle-aged man Xiao Luo opened the text message, pointed to the information on the 10 yuan account, and said: "Aunt Chen, there are exactly 21 yuan in this card, the password is [-] yuan. yes******"

Until many years later, the middle-aged man Xiao Luo pointed to the ink-colored ceramic horse on the wall and said again at a family gathering: "This painting is the most valuable business I have ever done in my life!"

But Chen Ma happily took the bank card from the middle-aged man Ronaldinho.

On the contrary, Chen Dazhi felt ashamed to continue to stay in the Forbidden City after Chen Ma made such a fuss.

He just said that in order to contribute to the country, this painting should be given to others for free.

Mama Chen is slapping her face!
"Tao Suo, stop! Stay, hurry up, you! Don't send Tao Suo away! Goodbye!"

Almost looking like he was running away, Chen Dazhi and his party left the Forbidden City.

Taking advantage of his mother's happiness, Chen Dazhi leaned into her ear, "Mom, is your mobile phone suitable for use?"

Chen's mother nodded, "The bluetooth inside can be connected to transmit pictures, my mother likes it very much, it's so fun."

Chen Dazhi said: "Mom, this is a gift specially selected by Xiaoqian for you."

Chen's mother suddenly said in surprise: "Ah, so you didn't buy the phone for me? Then my mother doesn't want it. In fact, this phone is not good at all. Motorola is not a bankrupt brand. What is Nie Xiaoqian thinking about?" ah."

Chen Dazhi: "..."

(End of this chapter)