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Liu Jinyou looked everywhere. Of course he was not very knowledgeable, but because Su Meng was with him, he still told him a lot about various materials.

This is what Su Meng specializes in. Sometimes when friends come to visit her home, she will give them some introductions when they have questions. She really likes Wang Yan's coquettish way of showing off. He always says amazing things in such a calm and relaxed manner. This kind of skillful way of showing off makes her yearn for it...

But in fact, Wang Yan is really not pretending. No matter how you calculate it, he has passed the time when he likes to show off. He has seen a lot and understands a lot. It is really ordinary. But in the eyes of ordinary people, it does seem to be pretentious, and it can be regarded as the most deadly form of invisible pretense. Of course, this is based on the fact that ordinary people know Wang Yan's status. If they don't know, then they won't think it's true.

After wandering around, Liu Jinyou finally stopped at the large study room belonging to Wang Yan on the east side of the first floor of the main building. There is an entire wall, a huge bookcase made of huanghuali directly connected to the ceiling, and a long desk for the boss. On one side is a computer, on the other side are pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and there are also a few books scattered around. There is also a red sandalwood table with a complete set of tea sets on it. In the corner between the bookshelf and the south-facing floor-to-ceiling window, there is a blue and white scroll vat, in which many rolled calligraphy and paintings are densely inserted.

While Su Meng was dumbfounded, Liu Jinyou held up the table and looked at it carefully with his four eyes. He then picked up tea sets, pens, inks, papers and inkstones to play with and look at them. He then lay down on the scroll cylinder to read, and finally pulled out a scroll from it. Spread it out on the boss's desk and read it from beginning to end with the magnifying glass on the table.

Su Meng shook her head in a funny way: "Uncle, are you too old? Isn't it just a wooden table, a ceramic jar, and some calligraphy and paintings? Is there anything else? If you like it, I make the decision. You can take whatever you like. Wang Yan has quite a few, and he always takes these things from home whenever he has nothing to do."

"What do you know? If I'm not mistaken, this is Wang Xianzhi's original engraving. Look at these chapters. They are all celebrities." After he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong and looked up at Su Meng: "You said Wang A lot of words?"

"Yes, there are quite a lot. He has a group of friends, and they meet up for drinks whenever they have nothing to do. They say these are old things, antiques, and they just talk about these things. They always talk about Liulichang, Panjiayuan, and those History or something like that. I’ve listened to it twice, and it’s quite interesting to tell stories about famous people in history. Just tell me what you like, just take it.”

"Good girl, my uncle's love for you is not in vain." Liu Jinyou nodded repeatedly and asked with a smile: "Do you know how much this word is worth now?"

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be much expensive, right? I heard them say that they don't have much money, and it's just for fun."

"You are such a silly girl. You have to think about Wang Yan's status. He is such a great scientist and has a lot of knowledge. How can the small money he talks about be really small money? If nothing else, just say that you live here now. For such a big house, I remember your mother wrote to me and told me that it cost more than half a million yuan. In Wang Yan’s words, isn’t this money just a small amount of money?”

Su Meng had never suffered any crime since she was a child, and she had been with Wang Yan for ten years. She had never worried about money. She had what she wanted, and bought what she liked. As time went by, she naturally lost all sense of money. , even though she can’t earn more than 100 yuan a month working in the Education Bureau, it doesn’t stop her from treating money like dirt.

But she was not a fool, and now she realized what she was doing. She blinked her big eyes and asked hesitantly: "Uncle, do you mean that this calligraphy is valuable?"

"What do you think? I can't say how much it's worth. It depends on how much the buyer likes it. But according to my estimation, if this calligraphy is auctioned on Hong Kong Island, the minimum it can exchange for is the mansion you live in now. It’s hard to say how many sons there are, it could be several million, it’s too rare.”

"What? Is it worth that much?" Su Meng exclaimed. She was stunned for a moment, then mechanically turned her neck and looked at the dozens of calligraphy and paintings densely packed in the big vat: "How much are these things worth? Money?”

"It's not necessarily true. It still depends on whether the author is a member of the public and who has collected it. The value ranges from tens of thousands to tens of millions. If all the calligraphy and paintings in this vat were put up for auction, it would be worth at least one thousand. Ten thousand, that’s awesome…”

Ignoring the sigh on her uncle's face, Su Meng turned around and walked straight to the kitchen in the west wing, where Wang Yan was helping to prepare meals.

Su Meng came over and asked directly: "Your vat of calligraphy and painting is worth more than 10 million?"

As soon as these words came out, the kitchen instantly fell silent. Mrs. Su, Mother Su, and the nanny who helped with the work all looked at Wang Yan. The statement of more than 10 million yuan was too sudden.

"Not only that, there are also works by celebrities such as Zhao Mengfu and Dong Qichang, which are conservatively estimated to cost 30 million. They say that gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times are good. The market is not good now. In a few years, the price will be 100 million or 200 million. In another twenty years, that vat of calligraphy and painting will be worth 1.8 billion."

Wang Yan smiled and looked at Su's father and Liu Jinyou who were following closely behind, slightly out of breath: "Uncle, do you also study these things?"

Liu Jinyou should know something, but it is definitely impossible to say how capable he is. It was probably over there on Hong Kong Island that I heard about this transaction and had some understanding of it. Moreover, this old boy is Su's mother's biological brother, and he is not an uneducated old man. It is understandable that he knows a little bit about him.

As for when they were originally in the show, it was not impossible for this group of people to be able to tell whether ordinary antiques were genuine or fake. As long as you have the corresponding professional knowledge, a lot of hands-on experience with physical objects, and careful study and rote memorization, there is no problem even if you don't have a deep cultural foundation. After all, antiques are there, and there are only so many shapes, characteristics and various craftsmanship. There is always something to gain from experiencing more. But it's only half-baked, not very sophisticated, otherwise Cheng Jianjun won't be able to deceive him enough to bankrupt his family in the later stage.

"I can't say research, but I have some understanding. I have participated in several auctions before, and I have seen auctions of calligraphy, paintings, and porcelain. To tell you the truth, when I come back this time, I plan to go for a walk and collect some antiques. Before. People who have passed by our side told me that there are so many good things in Beijing that the streets are so bad."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "It's not to that extent. There were indeed more things in the first few years, but most of them were from the Qing Dynasty. Now if you want to buy antiques, in addition to going to the countryside to buy them, you can also go to Panjiayuan, Liulichang and other places where stalls are practiced. "Son, there are a lot of antiques sold there, but there are also a lot of counterfeiters now. If you're not careful, you might get caught. Some of them are individuals, some are in groups, and the water is quite deep."

"Oh, we'll talk about those things later." Su Meng waved her hand and asked, "Wang Yan, let me ask you, where did you get those things? And where did you get so much money?"

"Now that we have said this, grandma, parents, uncle, and Su Meng, let me tell you the truth. When Su Meng and I were dating, I didn't tell you the truth. At that time, I couldn't tell the truth. , in fact, I have been doing it all the time. I stopped when Liu Dahai went to the south to open a factory in 1979. Before that, their brothers were selling tickets and helping me look for these things everywhere. Counting now, it has been fifteen or six years. ."

Mrs. Su, who was picking celery, laughed and slapped Wang Yan on the back: "We have all thought of it. Su Meng is pregnant and has a baby. You can buy so many difficult things. Although you I always say it’s my friends who help me, but it’s only once or twice. Who can keep doing things for you after a long time? We’re not stupid. We can’t think of these things. But seeing that you haven’t gone out to run around, we don’t. say."

"You didn't expect it, did you? We already knew it."

After receiving a specific answer, Su Meng's newly raised insecurity instantly disappeared and she said with a smile: "Then the antiques you have collected over the years are only as small as ours?"

"That's a lot. Besides, these are all good things. It's hard for ordinary people to get even one. Aren't you satisfied?"

"Oh, uncle, you don't know that he always does important things quietly. If I don't ask, he won't tell. If I ask, he will tell everything. In this house now, this old man My husband has been renovating it for two years, and I didn’t know until it became habitable. You said he has been collecting it for more than ten years, so how could it be possible that there are only so few things? There must be more. Look at the four wine glasses on the window sill. It’s been used for more than ten years, so it’s a good thing, right?”

Under the gaze of everyone, Liu Jinyou went to the window and picked up the wine glass. He stared at it inside and out. After a while, he smiled awkwardly in the face of everyone's probing eyes, and then looked at Wang Yan: "My understanding of these things is limited. I really can't understand them in detail. Wang Yan, can you tell me?"

"It's Chenghua Doucai. These four are in a set. I cherish them. It doesn't matter how much they cost. It's not interesting." Wang Yan said with a smile: "Su Meng knows me better. Yes, I did accept it. I have a lot of things, and I also bought three houses, which are all kept there. When we moved here before, Chunming, we were still chatting. I felt that the courtyard house would appreciate in value in the future, so I bought a few to keep and rely on them in the future. As long as we keep the house, we can eat and drink without worrying about it for the rest of our lives.

But I have to explain. I definitely didn’t hide it from you on purpose, but because the situation was tense before and I was afraid that you would be frightened. Besides, you weren’t interested in those things, so you never talked about it. "

Su Meng understood very well: "I'm really not interested. If we had known that you were just throwing around these things, we would have definitely said that you were playing with things and wasted your time."

Look, ten years have not been in vain, the progress is obvious, and there is a lot of empathy. But it was definitely not what she showed. Su Meng was still a little unhappy because she felt that Wang Yan didn't trust her. Mrs. Su and others will also be a little dissatisfied, feeling that they are not treated as a family. But none of them will say it, no one will show it...

"Uncle, did you hear that? Wang Yan has a lot. Let's eat first today, and tomorrow we will go to those three houses to have a look. You can take whatever you like. Wang Yan, what do you think?"

"No problem at all."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile. He didn't care about those things at all. The main reason why he kept collecting them was because his father had allocated a lot for him at the beginning. He had no place to spend so much money, so he just kept collecting them until now. Su Meng was happy, so there was no harm in sending this old boy as a gift.

But there are some things that need to be said. He looked at Liu Jinyou and continued: "But uncle, let me start by saying, if you always like those things and keep them for yourself, then you can just pick a few and play with them. From now on. I plan to find a place to build a building specifically to store these antiques. When the time comes, you can live there and play with whatever you want. But if you want to keep the things and sell them for money when the value increases in the future, then I don't think it's a crime.

Apart from anything else, I cannot bear the reputation of being a money-minded person who leaks national cultural heritage. You always have to think about it for me. You are Uncle Su Meng, which is my uncle. My identity is quite sensitive. If this matter gets out, it will be difficult for me to get along.

If you really want to make money, I can introduce you to some businesses that can make a lot of money, which is much more profitable than just flipping these things. Too much, I can’t promise you that you can easily have a net worth of hundreds of millions. Although there is some suspicion of nepotism, as long as you always do your job well, do your job well, and shut up other people's mouths, then there will be no problem. "

Liu Jinyou was a little embarrassed. After all, he just wanted to wait for the appreciation in value, but this nephew-in-law was really awesome, and what he said was indeed right. As one of the few hundred people selected from a population of hundreds of millions who are still alive, Is that a joke? It really can make him take off directly and become a huge wealth.

But before Liu Jinyou could speak, Su Meng spoke first: "What are you talking about? My uncle has worked hard in Hong Kong Island for so many years. Is he so short-sighted? You are allowed to like it, but my uncle is not allowed to like it? I I'm trying to find a reason for you to hide this from us. This is giving you a chance to show off, you know?"

Seeing his sister on the side winking at him, Liu Jinyou nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Su Meng is right. I really like it, and I just want to be happy. As for what you said, just introduce the business to me, I, I have no children, and even if I make money, I will leave it to Binbin. You are not short of money, and I am not young anymore. I won’t take it with you if you live or die, and you won’t be able to use that much money. Just use the little money I have to do some small business, try not to cause any trouble to you and Su Meng, and I can support myself comfortably."

Wang Yan nodded and gave a thumbs up: "Uncle, I can see clearly and live clearly. Tomorrow we will go to those three houses and take a look. If you like it, you can take it. But for a while, you I really can't make a decision. My three houses and more than 80,000 antiques are enough for you to look at for a while."

Hiss...Liu Jinyou took a deep breath and said, "How many buildings do you have to build to hold so many things? Can you be granted such a large land?"

"Of course it's impossible to collect them all. When I have time in a few years, I will go through them one by one, keep the ones I like for collection, and donate the ones I don't like to the antique museum. Anyway, I am not short of money, so many things They can’t all gather dust in my hands, I should protect cultural relics, contribute to the national archaeological cause, leave a good name, and tell a good story, why not do it.”

Su's father nodded and said, "Well, this is a good idea and I support it."

Su Meng laughed and nodded: "The whole family supports it."

At this moment, a sound of trotting came, and at the same time a child's cry sounded: "Grandma, do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry..."

The penetrating power of the child's voice was still very strong, and he shouted first without even entering the second door.

"Hey, Binbin is back." Liu Jinyou was excited, and then ran out nimbly. The moment he turned around, it was obvious that the fat on his face had not kept up due to inertia, and it was ugly. The shape of.

"Mom, who is this old...comrade?"

He didn't say "old man", "old man", "old man" or "old fat boy". Wang Bin changed his words in time, but he couldn't avoid being slapped on the back of the head.

Su Meng closed her hand and pulled her grinning son in front of Liu Jinyou: "This is your great-uncle who used to give you New Year's money every birthday and write letters wishing you study hard and be safe. Your grandma's biological brother. , your mother’s biological uncle, call someone quickly.”

Wang Bin simply bowed and called: "Hello, uncle."

"Hey, good boy."

Liu Jin Youle couldn't see his little eyes. He bent down and rubbed Wang Bin's face with his chubby hands: "My uncle, I have been thinking about you the most these years, and I can see you today."

Wang Bin just stood there, smiling. Because of this kind of kindness from a stranger, he was at a loss and didn't know what to do, so he just laughed. He learned this from his biological father, who always smiled upward at the corners of his mouth, giving people a gentle and approachable feeling.

It didn't matter that he couldn't speak. Liu Jinyou enthusiastically took Wang Bin to the east wing. He packed up the room for him, opened his luggage, and found out a lot of toys, electronic watches, clothes, and some things that had been vacuumed. Eating on Hong Kong Island.

Wang Bin is not ignorant, but when it comes to toys, new things are actually not bad, but when it comes to toys, they are really lacking. Although there are various things made by my biological father, they are obviously still not as fresh as those brought back from Hong Kong Island.

So the toy's offensive was very good. After just a while, the old fat boy and Wang Bin were playing happily and became very close. And Liu Jinyou did show a lot of patience. As he said, he has no children and his relatives are all in this yard. It is up to Su Meng and Wang Yan to provide for him in the end of his life. It is impossible to think about this relationship badly.

It is said that the dumplings are on the train and the noodles are on the train, so in addition to hearty dishes such as chicken, duck, and fish, the staple food is a bowl of old Beijing fried noodles. After eating some more rice and drinking Maozi for a while, Liu Jinyou shed tears.

It is the indescribable feeling of a wanderer returning home, the lingering dream of his hometown, and the bitter tears of the past hardships.

At the dinner table, he rambled on about the thrilling journey to Hong Kong Island, about being threatened and harassed by the Hong Kong police and gangsters when doing business. It was still the era of the four detectives when he went there. Wasn't he being bullied? …

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