People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

The last time she and Cai Quanwu had seen He Daqing's collection, it was really dazzling, the quantity and variety were astonishing.

It stands to reason that He Daqing would not be greedy for her painting, and prostitution for nothing is impossible.

In addition, He Daqing doesn't look like a stingy person.

At this time, Hou Kui ran over and said to Xu Jingli in a showy tone,

"At that time, you also come to watch TV."

Xu Jingli was quite curious, "(It's good to get money) What is a TV?"

Hou Kui said, "Look at you, you don't know much."

"Just bigger than a radio, with a big screen."

"As soon as the electricity is turned on, there are pictures on the screen."

"Alive."

When Xu Huizhen heard it, she was surprised and said, "Xueru, is what your son said true?

Chen Xueru deliberately angered her, and said, "That's right."

"Hou Kui is a gift from his godfather."

"Sister Jingli, my house will have a TV tomorrow."

"He is so generous."

"It's not like some people who have small stomachs."

Xu Hui was really startled.

She really didn't know that Hou Kui recognized his godfather.

When did it happen?

If she recognizes her godfather, she will give her a TV. She wants to recognize her.

Nowadays, TV sets are not cheap, 800 yuan or more.

Not a small fortune.

Ordinary working-class people don't even dare to think about it.

Xu Huizhen asked, "Son, tell Aunt Xu, who is your godfather?"

Hou Kui said, "It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of you."

"My godfather is right here."

"Look, chocolate, that's what he gave."

"Godfather is good to me."

Only then did Xu Huizhen react.

My ni-ma!

Hou Kui's godfather is Chef He.

No wonder so rich.

This is too cheesy.

It's just that Xu Hui really doesn't know why this cheap senior brother sent a TV to Chen Xueru's family for no reason.

Could it be.

What's the trick here?

Chapter 427 One Hundred TVs!

Xu Huizhen asked, "Brother, you are so generous."

"You and I are close brothers and sisters."

"Why don't you send one to my house?"

He Daqing laughed.

This Xu Hui is really good at planning.

And thick-skinned.

No wonder Chen Xueru couldn't play her well.

He Daqing said, "No problem."

"a piece of cake."

"How about this."

"I'll buy two TVs tomorrow."

"You two, one for each."

"but."

"I said but."

"There is no such thing as a pie in the sky."

"Junior Sister, you want a TV, don't you?"

"That has to be exchanged for something."

Xu Hui let out a piss from the bottom of her heart.

Cursing secretly, this old and unscrupulous person must be thinking about his old lady's beauty.

I want to have a big fish and a small fish to eat together.

That can't.

She tentatively asked, "Tell me, what do you want in exchange?"

He Daqing replied, "It's very simple."

"Su Shi's painting of ink and bamboo."

"The painting and calligraphy left by your father-in-law."

Xu Huizhen's expression changed.

A mere TV.

Just want to change Su Shi's painting?

In Xu Huizhen's mind.

This painting must sell for at least 1 yuan.

In fact, her psychological price has kept up with the current market in the collection industry.

Just this year, Rongbaozhai 183 had a painting by Su Shi called Xiaoxiang Bamboo and Stone Picture Scroll, and the asking price was tens of thousands of yuan.

Of course He Daqing also knew about this.

However, he has no time, he stays in Rongbaozhai every day.

Therefore, Xu Huizhen can still have some tricks.

In fact, He Daqing really wanted to collect some paintings by famous ancient masters.

Because of the destruction of the old and the old in a few years, almost all Wenwan calligraphy and paintings were destroyed, just like Su Shi's paintings, only two of which survived in later generations.

Unlike today, there are still many living among the people.

In other words.

There is still some time left for He Daqing.

Xu Huizhen replied, "Forget about that painting."

"Not for sale."

"My father-in-law's relics are family heirlooms."

"Isn't it good to leave it to future generations?"

He Daqing chuckled.

Not for sale, right?

It's just that the price is not in place.

I really want to piss off Uncle He.

Li Yan'er was dispatched directly.

Quietly, he walked away with the painting, and then threw a few hundred dollars at the scene as money for the painting.

Moreover, He Laoshi was still under Xu Huizhen's nose at that time,

He Daqing said, "There is no rush."

"Buying and selling can't make benevolence and righteousness exist."

"You can't hurt your peace because of this."

"Okay, you go back first."

"I'll send you pork belly (adac) tomorrow morning."

Xu Hui hummed, took her daughter and left.

When she walked out of the door, Chen Xueru snorted unhappily,

Drinks in her tavern, with alibi.

Said, "What kind of broken painting, whether you like it or not."

"Do you really want the lion to open its mouth?"

"Uncle He, ignore her."

He Daqing said with a clear heart.

You know a hammer.

Are the values ​​different?

Su Shi's authentic works reached a small target of 4.1 in later auctions.

This is real money.

The bamboo and stone painting of Zheng Banqiao really cannot be compared with others.

Mr. Su Shi was the face of the Chinese painting circle.

Of course, these things can't be told to Chen Xueru, spoilers and the like are meaningless, not to mention she doesn't believe it either.

He raised his watch and looked at it.

It is already 09:30 in the evening.

He Daqing is planning to leave.

Chen Xueru grabbed him.

He said, "Uncle He, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"Wait until I put Hou Kui to sleep."

"Let's go sing a ditty."

"Practice your voice."

This was said in a low voice, Hou Kui was not in this room, so of course he didn't hear it.

He Daqing smiled slightly.

Said, "It seems, Xueru, you are liking opera more and more."

"That's fine."

"You coax the child first."