Unlike previous visits, the owners of several shops I knew well came over to congratulate me.
I dealt with them one by one, and finally walked into the shop that bought paintings and calligraphy.
"Brother, you are so awesome!"
Apparently, the boss also heard about my involvement in the Antiques Association.
"It's all trivial matters, just spreading rumors."
I waved my hand and said with a smile, "Have you purchased anything good recently?"
"Of course!"
The boss smiled and said, "Look at this! I don't know calligraphy, but this is definitely awesome!"
As he said this, he took out three pieces of calligraphy for me.
The words above all have good meanings, but I only like one of them.
Swallow mountains and rivers with anger!
These four words are powerful, sharp in key points, and a bit subtle in subtle points.
Instantly I realized that this was Wang Xianzhi’s arm.
He is Wang Xizhi's son, and he is not too famous after his father's glory was overshadowed.
But the good calligraphy of the Wang family can be regarded as passed down from generation to generation.
Many of Wang Xizhi's works can be sold for high prices, and even the preface to the collection of Orchid Pavilion by Kuai Xue Shi Qing is hung in the museum and has become a priceless treasure.
In contrast, Wang Xianzhi has a large amount of calligraphy among the people.
"Swallow mountains and rivers with anger, good stuff!"
After I repeatedly confirmed that the stamp paper and other details were all correct, I turned to the boss and said, "How much is it? I'll take it."
No matter how much he asks for it, as long as I can afford it, I will definitely take it.
As a birthday gift for my seventh uncle, it is definitely top quality.
The boss gave me a friendly price of 150,000 yuan, and I bought some cheap but good-looking real paintings from the boss.
From my previous thinking to now, I have decided to go down to the low-end market. Only rich people can "afford" those things that easily cost hundreds of thousands or millions.
To put it nicely, it means that it only makes money from the rich, but to put it badly, it means that the road is narrow.
Therefore, this time I brought Chen Cheng to sell goods, focusing on the low-end market with a few thousand or hundreds of dollars.
It’s cheap and you can get the real deal, so why not?
Chen Cheng and I made a special note of Wang Xianzhi's calligraphy when we came back from the goods.
Just as the store was about to close, Tao Ronghua walked in.
"Shen Fan, Shen Fan, what can I say to you?"
Tao Ronghua frowned and walked up to me with his mouth full of tuts, "We almost became colleagues, but you are so ignorant."
"Everyone has his own ambitions, and I don't want to engage in smuggling like you."
I replied calmly, "Mr. Tao, we are closing, please come back."
"Humph, it's a good thing you don't want to hang out with Master Liu San, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get rid of you!"
Tao Ronghua put down his harsh words and turned to leave, "If you dare to offend Mr. Liu, you are so tired of living!"
I didn't pay any attention to these words.
Whether he is talking about Liu Qingzhong or someone else named Liu.
In the next few days, my focus was on organizing the shelves on the first floor with Chen Cheng.
We have reduced the pricey items and added cheap genuine items that can be displayed elegantly at home.
Every day, I confirm that the calligraphy of Qi Tong Shan He is still there, until the day of my seventh uncle’s birthday.
Haoyan Villa is not far from Dongxing Pedestrian Street and can be reached by walking, so I took Chen Cheng to dress up a little and then came to Haoyan Villa with the invitation.
There were people coming and going at the door, luxury cars kept coming, and celebrities from all over the place came in. It was even better than the place where Liu Qingzhong came to me for dinner that day.
The banner congratulating Uncle Seventh on his 70th birthday is under the plaque of Haoyan Villa, and most of the guests are holding invitations like me.
"Sir, the gift is registered here."
Not long after I entered the door, a waiter asked me to leave the gift with them, and then delivered it directly to us according to the instructions.
Thinking that nothing would happen in such a short time, I handed over my things, registered my name and the gift, and walked all the way inside.
The hall and the second floor were booked as banquet venues.
Ordinary guests sit below, and those with some status can naturally sit on the second floor.
The first floor can be directly overlooked from the railing on the second floor.
"Brother Shen, are you here?"
Zhou Jianguo and others greeted him at the door.
When he saw me, he immediately called me over. After a brief exchange of greetings, I found out that my seventh uncle had assigned me to the second floor.
I held Chen Cheng's hand, and after meeting the seventh uncle, I sat at the table next to the seventh uncle.
Although I didn’t recognize the people at the same table, it was obvious that one of them was qualified to be present on the day of the test.
In less than ten minutes, the entire table knew about me and everyone started chatting with me.
When the guests have almost arrived, the banquet begins.
The seventh uncle also ordered people to present the better gifts they sent for everyone to enjoy.
After all, Uncle Qi is a veteran in the antiques industry, so naturally everyone gives away antiques.
Jade Ruyi, walnuts, jade pendants, and finger rings are all available.
Later, there were more calligraphy and paintings.
It's my turn to calligraphy, and I'm going to go up and congratulate him together.
But...the next second, the calligraphy I sent unfolded, and it turned out to be a picture of a chicken pecking at rice!
At a glance, I saw that the ink wasn't even dry, it was just temporary!
"Whose thing is this?"
"You dare to bring such low-quality things to cheat people into eating and drinking?"
The seventh uncle didn't have much expression. On the contrary, Liu Qingzhong showed an angry look, "Check who registered this?"
Fortunately, I didn't go up early, but I was very confused.
With just such a short time, can we still change the package?
I shook my head slightly and immediately woke myself up. Now is not the time to find out how I was transferred, but the time to solve the immediate crisis!
In an instant, I thought of a way.
"Chen Cheng, please go back to the store quickly and help me get something."
I whispered in Chen Cheng's ear, "The sooner the better."
Then, when everyone was suppressed by Liu Qingzhong's anger, I slowly stood up.
"No need to check, this thing is a gift from me."
I stood up and spoke, and the whole place was in an uproar. Even the seventh uncle's brows furrowed for a moment.
For such a big occasion, such a child's play is given?
"Brother Shen, what exactly do you want to do?"
Zhou Jianguo became anxious and stood up to pat Xiang's shoulder.
We can know how he feels. As someone who has helped Zhou Jianguo a lot, he really treats me as a friend.
"Don't worry, I did it on purpose."
I smiled slightly, patted Zhou Jianguo on the shoulder and asked him to sit down.
Then I slowly walked to the picture of a chicken pecking at rice.
"Seventh Uncle, go to the door, see the things you want to store, and then deliver them over one by one..."
"I always feel that it's not very appropriate."
I cupped my hands and glanced at the door. Chen Cheng had already rushed out.
All eyes were on me, no one saw her.
"Brother Shen, is this the reason why you sent a picture of a chicken pecking at rice?"
Liu Qingzhong said with anger on his face.
To be honest, I have seen many such scenes before, some even worse than now.
If the person who transferred the package had written the word "death", I might not be able to crack it.
