People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

Zhao Dongbao hurriedly said, "It's funny, just wait a moment."

While talking, Zhao Dongbao took out the copybook and showed it to He Daqing. He Daqing looked it over carefully.

nice one!It is indeed a rare baby!

This is the thin gold body of Song Huizong's signature, and it is written in "Thousand Characters".

When it comes to Song Huizong, He Daqing also feels that this person is too pity.

Obviously a romantic talent, he sat on the throne, but in the end he appointed treacherous ministers and became the subjugated king. Song Huizong's attainments in calligraphy and painting are quite high.

He Daqing also felt that his current level was just about the same as that of Song Huizong.

And the "Thousand-Character Essay" in front of him was written by Song Huizong when he was 22 years old.

At that time, the thin gold body had already formed and reached the realm of Dacheng.

This is even more commendable.

If He Daqing remembers correctly, thousand-character posts can be auctioned for [-] million yuan in later generations.

The value is quite impressive.

Therefore, the current 8000 yuan is not very expensive.

He Daqing nodded and said, "The real thing, the thing that opens the door."

"It used to be hidden by the palace."

"How did you get here?"

"Old Zhao, what is the name of your seller?"

"Is there any problem with the way things come from?"

Zhao Dongbao patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry 1 times."

"Things are absolutely innocent."

"And you need to know."

"Song Huizong Zhao Ji, he not only wrote a thousand-character essay."

"But it has been handed down to this day, and it is rare to see such a well-preserved one."

He Daqing hummed.

Of course he knew this.

In fact, Song Huizong wrote many volumes of thousand-character prose, which were used to practice handwriting when he was too idle. However, it was not the calligraphy and painting in front of him that was handed down to later generations and went to auction.

You know, the 1.6 million imperial pen thousand-character essay was auctioned, and it was signed and written as a gift to Tong Guan.

Moreover, the thousand-character inscription was collected by Emperor Qianlong, and it should be in the hands of a collector surnamed Wu in modern times.

This shows that the one in He Daqing's hand is one of the many thousand-character texts.

It may not be able to sell for such a high price.

However, more than a small goal, it is easy.

He looked again.

Confirm your own judgment.

He Daqing immediately decided to take down this copybook.

The problem is, he doesn't want to pay such a high price.

No one wants to be taken advantage of.

He Daqing said, "Things are good things."

"It's just a little expensive."

"At the current price, how many good things can you buy with 8000 yuan?" Everyone echoed, "Yes! I have never seen such an expensive one!" Among the collectors present, there is no shortage of those with a lot of money.

Gritting his teeth, he might really be able to afford the money.

However, everyone is on the sidelines.

I just want someone to stand up and beat the price.

The seller sneered and said nothing.

With a look of love to buy or not.

Looking at this appearance, he probably wants to kill the 8000 yuan and not let go.

He Daqing estimated that this copybook would probably be difficult to sell.

He walked out immediately.

Then turned around.

He took a bottle of iced soda for Uncle Su Meng and Yan Bugui, and said they bought them nearby.

Uncle Su Meng said, "Hey, my brother, you are too polite."

"What is your plan for this copybook?"

He Daqing said, "It's too expensive, the price is outrageous."

"Even if it's the emperor's pen, it's not worth the price."

Yan Bugui drank the iced soda, and said cheerfully, "Whoever buys it at this price will be taken advantage of, and no one is stupid, so why should he give as much as he shouts.

"nonexistent."

Uncle Su Meng felt a little regretful.

Well, this trip was a waste of time.

He didn't know whether He Daqing really had 8000 yuan.

Even if there is, if you take it out all of a sudden, you won't be able to survive that day?

He Daqing said, "It's too hot."

"You two go back first."

"I'll talk to Lao Zhao again."

"You guys come to my house for a drink tomorrow."

What else could Uncle Su Meng say, he could only nod in agreement.

Yan Bugui wanted to talk about his eldest son, but he swallowed the words again.

There are outsiders around, so it's not suitable to talk about this. …

Let's talk privately another day.

Anyway, things are like this, and no one can do anything about it.

Even if He Daqing had the power to reach the sky, it was impossible to fish out his son.

It is impossible for a plucked iron rooster like Yan Bugui to pay money, or pay any price, to help his son clear the relationship.

He had already figured it out.

Not cost-effective.

Still the same sentence, you can't eat poorly, you can't wear poorly, if you can't figure it out, you will suffer poorly.

Yan Bugui said, "Okay, let's talk tomorrow."

"Thank you for the soda."

"Drink this on a hot day, hey, it's so refreshing!"

Uncle Su Meng also had no choice but to leave, saying, "I will wait for your good news tomorrow."

Wait until the two are gone.

He Daqing was not in a hurry either.

He went to the opposite side, found a place to sit, and smoked a cigarette with gusto.

Waited for half an hour.

Sure enough, he saw Zhao Dongbao come out in a hurry, as if he was in a hurry to find the toilet.

He Daqing chuckled.

Waiting is this.

He stood up and shouted, "Lao Zhao, wait a minute."

Zhao Dongbao followed his reputation and said, "Mr. He, why haven't you left yet?"

He Daqing smirked twice, and said, "I want to have a private chat with you."

Zhao Dongbao is an old fox, so he understood immediately.

He waved to He Daqing and said, "Then let's find a place where no one is around, so that the seller won't see it." After a while.

Zhao Dongbao came out of the hut and went with He Daqing to an empty dead-end alley.

Zhao Dongbao asked with a smile all over his face, "Mr. He, what can I do for you?"

He Daqing said, "What is the origin of this seller?"

"Why is this attitude?"

Zhao Dongbao said, "It's a friend of our young master's family. They say the two families are family friends."

"Human, that's just how your temper is."

"Take your own things as a treasure."

"But don't tell me, this thousand-character text is really valuable for collection."

He Daqing asked, "What is the reserve price he told you?"

Zhao Dongbao laughed awkwardly, but said nothing.

He Daqing chuckled.

Said, "Let's stop hiding it."

"You want to make money, I want to get copybooks."

"That's it."

"I don't care what method you use."

"As long as you can bring the price below 5000 yuan."

"I'll give you 200 yuan as a favor fee."

Zhao Dongbao swallowed when he heard this.

Worthy of being a big boss.

This is too generous.

200 yuan 0.2 will be given.

These days, 200 yuan may be the income of most people for a whole year.

And you have to be from the city.

Earning work points in a rural commune is only worth 90 to [-] yuan for a year.

Zhao Dongbao chuckled and said, "This is too difficult."

"If the price is 3000 yuan less all of a sudden, the seller will definitely not do it."

He Daqing knew it well.

There is a way for this product, just want to add money.

In fact, if He Daqing really wanted to get rid of this copybook, it would be like playing.

Once it is collected in the space warehouse, no one can find it.

But he didn't want to do such a bad thing.