People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

"In my opinion, Xu Jingli doesn't want to enter the factory."

"This kid has high ambitions."

"It's not certain that I will study abroad at that time."

Xu Hui was really happy.

Said, "I like to hear what you say."

"Our family, Jingli, is really smart."

"The grades are among the best in the class."

"That's a proper academic master."

He Daqing hummed.

In fact, on TV.

Hou Kui's biological father got along well later and went to the beautiful country, and agreed with Hou Kui and Xu Jingli to study abroad.

The two children did drink some foreign ink.

He Daqing waved his hand and said, "Let's stop here today."

"See you next week."

Xu Hui really didn't want to stay, so she nodded and left with the pig's tail.

In his heart, Xu Hui really believed that this cheap senior brother had an affair with Chen Xueru.

Unfortunately, she has no evidence.

Didn't bother to track it down either.

Since Chen Xueru likes it, there's nothing wrong with it.

Anyway, Fan Jinyou is just a waste of iron and simple, useless at all.

There is no way to compare with this surname He.

He Daqing stayed at Chen Xueru's house for a while.

Originally, Chen Xueru suggested that he go to Mao'er Hutong to practice his voice and sing "San Song of Plum Blossoms"

He Daqing excused that he was too tired recently.

Gotta take a break.

So, let Chen Xueru rub his back and shoulders for him.

To say that Chen Xueru is like this, the eldest lady of the capitalists, she was pampered when she was young, and her ten fingers were not touched by the spring water.

Only others serve her, there is no reason for her to serve others.

But nowadays, a down-and-out phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken.

She also learned a lot of ways to serve men.

So, He Daqing enjoyed it while watching TV.

Hou Kui was also at the side, watching with relish.

09:30 in the evening.

See it's almost time.

He Daqing returned to the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, a guest came to the house at this time.

He Daqing didn't expect it either.

Zhao Dongbao, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, suddenly ran to him.

Zhao Dongbao was met by He Daqing in Pigeon City by accident. It is said that he is a former employee of Rongbaozhai. He has a wide network of contacts and knows many people in the collection circle.

He Daqing asked him to help collect some literati calligraphy and paintings before, but there has been no follow-up.

At this moment, people suddenly came to the door.

I'm afraid there must be something wrong.

When He Daqing entered the room, Zhao Dongbao smiled all over his face and said, "Mr. He! You are finally back!"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

He Daqing said, "Old Zhao! A rare visitor!"

"What's the matter, you might as well just say it."

Zhao Dongbao said, "That's right."

"My friend from the Young Master's family wants to sell a painting and calligraphy."

"It's just that the asking price is relatively high."

"Ordinary people can't take it down."

"So, I'll ask you to see if you have the will."

He Daqing was also used to seeing strong winds and waves.

He has obtained the top-notch collection of calligraphy and painting, and the authentic works of Master Su Shi, and there are still two of them

Therefore, the mentality is very calm.

Very calm.

There is a taste of condescending and looking down.

He Daqing said flatly, "Really? Whose work is it?"

"What's the price for 183?"

Zhao Dongbao explained, "Actually, it's just a letter."

"Eighth of the Tang and Song Dynasties - Zeng Gong, the seventh among us."

"You should know."

"When he was 62 years old, he wrote a letter to his fellow countrymen."

"It's called 'Office Post'."

"The friends of Shaodong's family want to sell this."

"The asking price is 3000 yuan."

He Daqing was delighted to hear this.

Good guy!Uncle He called him a good guy!

People outside the circle don't know about bureaucratic posts.

However, in the collection circles of later generations, bureau affairs posts have a great reputation.

Because of this letter.

The handwriting is not good.

The content is just general complaints, expressing Mr. Zeng's depression of not being able to return to Beijing, although the years are quiet and his life is quite leisurely, wandering outside.

There are only 124 characters in total.

In later generations, two small targets were sold at sky-high prices.

It is equivalent to each word worth more than 160 million.

In the third- and fourth-tier cities in the later generations, you can buy a big house with four bedrooms and two living rooms with full payment, and it is the kind with fine decoration.

Properly worth a word.

He Daqing immediately made a decision.

Take it anyway.

The main thing is to see if we can lower the price.

Minimize point costs.

He Daqing remained calm and said, "Really?"

"I'd be interested to take a look."

Zhao Dongbao immediately gave a thumbs up, which made him beam with joy.

If a deal can be reached.

He can also profit from it.

Get a handsome commission.

I dare not say much, at least hundreds of dollars.

Zhao Dongbao said, "Sure enough, I didn't miss it."

"Mr. He, your strength is outstanding."

"Great!"

These days, everyone is poor.

You can take out 3000 yuan casually.

That's not called a boss anymore, it's called a giant.

He Daqing said, "I will stop talking nonsense."

"Let's go."

"Go and meet the seller."

"If it's appropriate."

"It's all right if I buy this letter."

"Whether you collect it or not, that's the next thing."

"The main thing is that I like Mr. Zeng's calligraphy."

Chapter 466 A word is worth a thousand dollars!Bureau affairs post at hand! ! [From the novel group 9 *8 0 '2 0 "5 8; 5 6 ([-]) 】

Early morning.

He Daqing and Zhao Dongbao.

Met the seller.

That is, a friend of Rongbaozhai's young master.

That kid is also a child of the Eight Banners just like Master Niu.

He looked like a loser.

It is estimated that the family has lost all their money, and the money is really tight, so they have no choice but to sell this treasure in a hurry.

Zhao Dongbao said, "This lord is the seller of the Bureau Post."

"The surname is Guan."

"Mr. He, you can talk to him."

He Daqing looked at the other party.

This guy is about his age.

Also a little old man.

Judging from this surname, Bao Buqi is not related to Mr. Guan, Admiral of the Nine Gates.

Old man Guan said lazily, "Mr. He, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"If you are interested."

"Buy it now."

"You take the things away."