Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 84 Good things

Chapter 83 is up again
"Okay, just order a few photo frames if you like, and hang them up when the new home is decorated. You are the hostess, and you decide these things. I'm still busy here..."

"Wait, Yuliang..."

"how?"

"I want to... develop two small ones, make them into small photo frames, and put them on your and my desks."

Zhang Fangyu spoke carefully, fearing that Hua Yuliang would refuse: "Although we have obtained the certificate, not many people know about it, and we are not going to make arrangements..."

"I wonder if we can use this method to let everyone know..."

"... If you think it's not good, then forget it, it's the same as at home..."

"This method is very good." Hua Yuliang smiled and said, "Give it to me after you finish it."

"Ah."

"Then I'll hang up first? There's still a while here."

"Hang it."

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After this congress, Feng Changan from the Bureau of Industry and Commerce was transferred to the Bureau of Statistics and was promoted a little.

Dad is still the head of the Bureau of Industry and Commerce, and there have been rumors that the state has begun to adjust its management methods and implement vertical jurisdiction in taxation, public security, industry and commerce, and judicial lines.

This trick is actually very clever. It strengthens flattening, clarifies authority, streamlines performance, reduces local interference, and realizes downward supervision.

There is also one thing that has not been publicly stated, the increase in the cost of corruption-the matter in the county, from now on it will not be possible to deal with it just by going through the county.

That night, when Zhou Zhi came home from his evening self-study, he found a rare "guest" from his father's work.

After the "guest" left, Zhou Zhi asked, "Dad, who is that?"

My mother said angrily: "Secretary Zhang of the Industry and Commerce Bureau, I called him when you had the operation, but the Industry and Commerce Bureau couldn't send a car. In the end, Uncle Guan asked Isuzu from the Sugar and Wine Company to deliver it. Did you forget?" gone?"

Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Maybe the car was indeed arranged to go out at that time. After all, it's normal to have a sudden emergency at night."

Dad has already pulled out the iron plate and is ready to engrave the scroll: "Yes, that's what I told your mother, this secretary is too careful."

Zhou Zhi chuckled inwardly. It wasn't that he was too cautious, but that someone couldn't take him away when he went to the Statistics Bureau. Of course, he didn't want to go there himself.

But you can't say this: "I don't think it's my fault that Uncle Zhang is too careful. The main responsibility for this matter lies with you, Dad."

"Oh? Tell me your reasoning."

"Dad, you are a secretary of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. Let me ask you, what kind of secretary is a good secretary?"

"Your father is a good secretary!" Mom immediately set a FLAG for her husband: "Back then, Director Wang didn't care about anything, and it wasn't your father who managed it inside and out..."

"What about now? Did dad give his secretary a chance to handle it?" Zhou Zhi asked, "As far as I know, dad writes most of the materials by himself. How can this make Uncle Zhang feel so embarrassed?"

Dad's stylus stopped involuntarily.

"So I guess it was Uncle Feng who really gave Uncle Zhang a chance to display his talents, right?"

"Dad, even if Uncle Zhang's writing style is not as good as yours, you still have to ask him to write it. At most, you can help him to correct it."

"As far as those routine documents are concerned, after carrying them a few times, who can't?"

"In my opinion, a leader who enables his subordinates to realize their own value can be regarded as a truly good leader."

"In this regard, you should learn from Old Uncle Wang and Uncle Feng."

"So that's the truth..." Dad finally realized: "I finally understand what's going on..."

Dare to feel that this person still doesn't know why the people below want to overthrow the seal of heaven.

I couldn't help but sighed secretly in my heart, my father had been like this for the rest of his life, so he changed the subject: "Where's grandma?"

"When there are guests at home, grandma will go in and go to bed first."

Zhou Zhi walked to Third Sister's room and asked in a low voice, "Grandma is asleep?"

"No." Grandma spoke first on the bed: "My dear grandson Gongshu is back?"

"Come back, then grandma, you can continue to sleep, and I will come over and report to you, so that you can sleep well."

The third sister said: "This issue of "People's Literature" has arrived. It's so strange. There is a writer named Zhou Zhi on it, and he also writes about Shuchuan."

"Really?" Zhou Zhi said, "I'll take a look."

Come out of grandma's room: "Dad, where's the new issue of "People's Literature"?"

"Oh, by the way, I was just about to ask you, you didn't contribute to People's Literature, did you?" Dad asked.

"It's so possible, what kind of threshold is that?" Zhou Zhi shook his head, "I wouldn't dare lend me a hundred courage."

"I also feel the same way. The writing in that article is sophisticated, and the level of knowledge covered is both deep and broad. With your current knowledge, I'm afraid it can't be achieved."

"What article is so awesome?"

"The author has the same name as you. The article uses a travel note to explain the profound impact of farming civilization on Shuchuan. In fact, it also uses this side to explain the profound significance of farming civilization to the Chinese nation."

"What?" Zhou Zhi hurriedly opened the list of impurities, "Huh?"

"How about learning toad?" My mother said to Zhou Zhi as if: "Give me a good one!"

"Dad, Mom, this "Wang Cong Temple Travel Notes" is indeed written by me."

"What?" "Huh?"

"This photo was also taken by me, it's Sister Chi, don't you recognize it?"

"Show me!" My mother snatched the magazine with her hands: "Oh, it's true! I usually wear my head on the show, but I didn't recognize this hair when I put it down!"

"You wrote it?! Where's the original manuscript?"

"This..." Zhou Zhi didn't understand why his father was obsessed with this question: "When we came back from Jingcheng, Sister Chi said that she would entertain us out, and there happened to be a car. I think Sister Chi is the big host. I'm afraid there will be trouble in such a lively place, so I suggest going to Wangcong Temple."

"On the way back, Sister Chi forced me to write a travelogue, so I wrote one and gave it to her."

"I didn't expect that she would vote for me in "People's Literature", and "People's Literature" really published it."

"Wen... the article quotes an ancient poem at the end... what is it? Recite!" Dad's voice was trembling.

"The snow in Minshan cleared the chaotic clouds, and the sound of cuckoos on the jade base stood in Shu. Xu Chi Jingcong Qingwang Tomb, near Pingshui Green Lingchi. Opening the river to open up the land, laboring and dying, guiding the field to urge the plowing to cry for blood. The remnants are under the rice paddies today. , People from the border still look at the Old King’s Temple. Is this what Dad asked?"

"Ah?... Ah yes! Let me ask you again, who wrote this poem?"

"I wrote it."

"I'm asking who the original author is!"

"……?me?"

"……?You?"

Dad was dumbfounded, stared at Zhou Zhi for a long time, then suddenly picked up the phone: "Don't worry! Let me call your godfather first!"

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Early the next morning, not long after Zhou Zhi entered the classroom to start his morning reading, Boss Xu walked in with a serious face: "Zhou Zhi, come out."

With Mu Ruyun beside him and Zhang Xinyi behind him, Jiang Shuyi began to worry. It seemed that his elbow finally hit the muzzle of Boss Xu's gun.

Zhou Zhi walked out of the classroom obediently, Xu Youzhi thought about how to word it: "Yesterday's "People's Literature", there was an article that combined travel essays and historical essays, and the subject matter was quite novel...Have you...read it?"

"Mr. Xu, I wrote the "Wangcong Temple Travel Notes"."

"It's really you!" Xu Youzhi was surprised and delighted: "It's really you who wrote it!"

He reached out and patted Zhou Zhi on the shoulder: "Why didn't I hear you?! When did you vote?!"

"I didn't vote for it. I gave it to Sister Chi after I wrote it. She probably voted for me... I think it's mostly luck that I can get up at my level... Maybe the provincial station has worked... "

"It's more likely that the genre is novel and meaningful, not bad."

Xu Youzhi now sees how pleasing this child is: "National publications, how can I say it will be published..."

"It's also thanks to Sister Chi's urging, she forced me to write it out."

"Your humble attitude is worthy of praise." Xu Youzhi continued to pretend: "Go in and study early. I'll go to Principal Zhao now."

"Oh."

When Zhou Zhi returned to the classroom, Jiang Shuyi whispered behind her: "Zhou Zhi!"

Zhou Zhi leaned his back, holding the book without turning his head: "Yes."

Jiang Shuyi moved her body forward, and her voice was as low as a mosquito: "Why did Boss Xu tell you?"

"Nothing, he saw an article and asked if I wrote it."

The pen cap came from behind, this time it was another mosquito: "Did you use a pen name?"

"No."

He poked again: "Then Boss Xu saw the name and didn't know it was you?"

"He's afraid of having the same name and surname."

"Oh, did you write that?"

"Yes."

"Zhou Zhi, you are so amazing! Is it "Bashu Literature" again?"

"No, this time it's People's Literature."

"Which one is better than "Bashu Literature"?"

"Uh...the ones with those two words are the most powerful these years. For example..."

"People's Daily?"

"No, Renminbi...bills."

The poke poke came again: "You can't die if you are proud!"

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"This "People's Literature" or "Bashu Literature", which one is more powerful?"

"Secretary, the ones with those two words these days are the first-class and the most powerful! One is a national-level publication and the other is a provincial-level publication. They are two different things."

The same question and answer is also going on in the secretary's office.

"What's so good about this article?"

"Secretary, do you still remember a documentary a few years ago that caused an uproar?"

"You mean..."

"The documentary once asserted that the 'blue civilization' would surely defeat the 'yellow civilization', and it sparked extensive and intense discussions with its distinctive anti-traditional culture and de-Chinese characteristics."

"so what?"

"I wrote this article to clearly oppose this kind of argument! He is telling everyone that those who have never had a deep understanding of the origin and process of our national civilization have no qualifications to judge us!"

"And those who have read this article will have a clearer understanding - our advantages lie in our tenacious and lasting vitality, our consistent philosophy of peaceful development, and our long and rich historical experience."

"Compared to the gambling, profit-seeking, plundering, and short-sightedness created by the blue civilization, this is the absolute advantage of the yellow civilization!"

Hua Yuliang's face became serious, he picked up the article and read it again, feeling quite confused: "Old Wu, you're not exaggerating for that kid, are you? Are you sure that's what he meant in this article?"

Chapter 84 Good Stuff
"Click here." Godfather was as happy as a Halloween pumpkin: "Even if you can't read this level, it's just a historical science and travel essay, and it's still a good article."

"Secretary, let me tell you, this kid is really smart."

Why do I want you to tell me? !I have personally experienced it, can I tell you? !

The godfather didn't notice Hua Yuliang's expression, and his smug expression had already betrayed his modest tone: "This matter must be publicized and rewarded in the county, and it stands to reason that it is a matter of the literary teacher."

"But one of them is his godmother and the other is his godfather. After all, we have to avoid suspicion."

"Anyway, it's a good thing, secretary, I think it's better to just ask you."

"That's alright, just a few days later, Zhao Shangzhong will have a report on education reform. I'm going to listen to it and see how it will be arranged."

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It should be said that although Zhou Zhi's article was published, although the publication level has risen to the national level, its influence is not as sensational as the two previous articles about grandma.

Firstly, those two articles are Jiachuan's first "writer", and secondly, there are related historical events and cultural relics.

Even the second lady who works with women and children stopped calling to care.

Zhou Zhi suspected that the second lady was going to renege on her promise to get fat. The previous bold statement of "you will be rewarded as much as your manuscript fee" was only limited to the first and second time.

Are you kidding me, if you regard writing a book as a career, the second lady will have to compensate you for the rest of your life? !
The red envelope given by Little Sixth Sister was quite terrifying, 5000 yuan.

In Jiachuan these days, 5000 yuan is a hundred-month wages for many workers.

But Zhou Zhi also knew that in a few years, the money would no longer be so valuable.

How can it preserve its value?

Now is the tail end of China's first big bear market. If you buy stocks, you will definitely make a lot of money in the next three years.

But Jiachuan has just opened a securities window in Majie, and there are not many people in it. Moreover, Zhou Zhi doesn't even have the qualifications to open an account because he is not old enough.

If I entrust my mother to open an account and then exchange the 5000 yuan into stocks, it is estimated that the old Zhou family will really be wiped out.

In addition, it seems that there are really no channels for middle school students to invest.

Suddenly thinking of the box under Mr. Yu's bed downstairs, huh...

When the school and playground on the top of Zhongnan Mountain were being built, many good things were unearthed in Jiachuan, but people at that time didn’t know the value of those things, and they were even afraid of getting bad luck. The best end for those cultural relics was to be dumped into the Yangtze River .

Zhang Xiaoyu once picked up a jade bracelet by the river, and finally discussed with his companions, broke it into three pieces and divided it into one piece for each person.

I got beaten up at home, you little brats, it’s good to share the money after you sell it!
According to Zhao Xiaoyu, that bracelet can sell for 50 yuan.

The Hetian jade bracelet is 50 yuan, and it will be placed in the future, and there is no hope of adding [-] yuan later.

Of course, even if you are looking for objects, you have to pay attention to it. If you are looking for pottery figurines, brick carvings, jade wares, tooth wares and so on, you will not be able to appreciate in value.

Take Hetian jade as an example, the old objects are not as fast as the new ones.

Because the country prohibits circulation, there is no room for hype, and the price will not rise for decades.

There are only two things that will double their value-porcelain, calligraphy and painting.

For this matter, I have to find my fourth cousin, who has many friends in this area.

Called the fourth cousin, and the fourth cousin asked Zhou Zhi how much money he could give. Zhou Zhi gritted his teeth and said six thousand.

On Saturday morning, my fourth cousin called again. I found something and came to choose.

select?Is it so arrogant...

The fourth uncle's house was not far from Zaoling Bridge, and when Zhou Zhi arrived, there was already an old man waiting in the reception room.

The old man has cloth shoes on his feet, a pair of hemp shirt on his body, and the round presbyopic glasses of the Republic of China period. He looks like an old rural teacher.

The fourth cousin asked Zhou Zhi to stay in the side room on the left, and said to the old man: "You two have trusted me, the old rules, buyers and sellers don't meet each other, the person has already arrived, you give me the number of these things, I will let the buyer see Pay for something."

The old man retracted his hands into his sleeves, and the fourth uncle reached into his sleeves and touched twice: "Then please step back a little bit, sir."

The old man retreated to the side room on the right, and the fourth cousin waved to Zhou Zhi.

Zhou Zhi walked over, and on the table were two jars, a plate, a small wild rice, and a scroll.

"Let's see the goods."

Zhou Zhi was already dumbfounded, knowing that good things are everywhere now, but...but...this is too f*cking exaggerated!
The two jars are in the shape of lotus leaf lid jars, one is plum green glaze, and the other is blue and white.

The Southern Song Dynasty Longquan Kiln Plum Green Glazed Lotus Leaf Jar unearthed in Suizhou, Shuchuan, Zhou Zhi had seen it through the glass room of the museum for several days.

Although this jar is much smaller than that one now, judging from the shape, glaze, tire mouth, and bottom feet, it is still the same thing as the big jar without a doubt!

The blue-and-white dragon-pattern jar has unrestrained and smooth lines, which is the early blue-and-white painting style of JDZ kiln.

Judging from the glaze color, it is obviously Sumaliqing. The surface glaze is white glaze, which turns green in the white. The place where the glaze accumulates is duck egg blue. Medium-sized bubbles.

If you can't escape Houyuan, Zaoming.

The wild rice is clear at a glance, because the glaze shape is very special - Kangxi official kiln, Lang Hong.

The rest of the plate, compared to the age of the two large pots, is almost fine, but the style behind it is extraordinary, it is from the official kiln, and the name should be called Ming Yongle official kiln blue and white lychee pattern nest plate.

When the scroll was opened, the picture was very simple, a withered lotus, and a stork with fried hair beside the lotus. The old stork was still rolling his eyes, as if he couldn't see the little turtle wagging its head and tail among the waves in the corner.

You don't even need to look at the inscription Zhou Zhi to already know what this thing is, the painting of Zhu Da, the third member of the Eighth University.

This Nima...

I don't know if it is a Longquan kiln plum green glazed lotus leaf lid jar from the Southern Song Dynasty or the Yuan Dynasty;

I don't know if it is a JDZ kiln blue and white dragon pattern lotus leaf shaped jar in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty or the early Ming Dynasty;

Ming Yongle official kiln blue and white lychee pattern pot;

Qing Kangxi official kiln Lang red small garlic mushroom;

Ming Bada Shanren Zhu Da's "Light Turtle Picture on the River"!
"Seller..." Zhou Zhi realized his voice was hoarse as soon as he spoke, "Ahem, what is the seller's asking price?"

The fourth cousin pulled out a few pieces of letter paper, wrote the price on them with a brush, and placed them in front of each item.

There are six hundred plum green pots, one thousand blue and white pots, six hundred blue and white plates, and three hundred garlic and wild mushrooms. The painting is expensive, one thousand.

When writing the price, the uncle of the fourth cousin pressed the paper with his left index finger, and when writing the prices of the green plum jar, blue and white jar, and scroll with his right hand, he tapped twice on the paper respectively.

This is helping Zhou Zhi cheat, the meaning of the fourth cousin, these three things are good things.

From Zhou Zhi's point of view, there is nothing that is not a good thing, but the blue and white plate and the wild rice are from the official kiln, and the fourth cousin thinks that their cost performance is not as high as the other three.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Zhi still picked up the letterheads on the front of the two pieces of official kiln porcelain and handed them to the fourth cousin, expressing that he would not read them.

Then use a pen to write three hundred, five hundred, and five hundred on the bottom of the plum green jar, blue and white jar, and scroll respectively.

The fourth uncle nodded, and asked Zhou Zhi to continue observing a few items, and took the list to the right room to discuss with the old man.

After a while, the fourth cousin came back again: "The seller asked you if you can take it all at once. If you ask for this price, you can add another thousand to the rest."

Zhou Zhi was taken aback for a moment, this shit, I'm so high on [-]!

In fact, when the BJ Dawenwan store opened in [-], the Kangxi official kiln bowls and plates opened at a price of [-] yuan, and the Qianlong official kiln was [-] yuan. The Guangxu official kiln was only a gift.

That is to say, in the mind of the seller, Zhou Zhi was treating him like a sheep when he offered this price for folk kiln porcelain.

How much does this look down on folk kilns? !
"Add [-] and it's a deal!" Zhou Zhi immediately stepped into the role: "I just made friends with those folk kilns for the first time, so I opened it up, so let the other side don't take me for a fool!"

In the end, the price was increased to [-], and the total price was [-], and these antiques were won.

The old man hurried away with the money, and Zhou Zhi then pushed his aunt and aunt out to let her admire Bada Shanren's paintings.

The fourth cousin looked at a few things and was also envious: "Look at the family, a few things have been held in your hands for a few years, and you can get a small courtyard..."

"What small courtyard?"

The fourth cousin said: "I bought this small courtyard for 2000 yuan back then."

What is there to envy, the few things left on the table now, in another 20 years, each of them can be exchanged for two villas in Shudu!

"Fourth Cousin, tell me, apart from the painting, I'm not sure about the other two pots."

"Oh, so how do you see it?"

"There is no problem with this plum green from Longquan kiln. I guess it is from the Southern Song Dynasty to the Yuan Dynasty; this blue and white flower is from the early JDZ kiln, and it is from the end of the Yuan Dynasty to the early morning of tomorrow."

"The seller lost his eye this time, and picked up a big leak for you."

"Is it a blue and white jar? Is it really from the Yuan Dynasty?"

"Yuan Dynasty is indeed from Yuan Dynasty, but the price is the same."

"Oh." Only then did Zhou Zhi realize that the record of Guiguzi's downing the pot hadn't been released yet, and Yuan Qinghua hadn't been hyped up at all.

"This is the big leak." Uncle Si Biao said, "The ones from the Southern Song Dynasty are in the same batch as those from Suizhou."

"Really? Then this thing..."

"At that time, a No. [-] kiln was opened, and the protection was not as timely as that of the No. [-] kiln... Forget it, let's look at the paintings, Bada Shanren, 'Coconut trees are in the chaos of the world, and Wenlin can keep it to figure it out'."

There is no doubt about the authenticity of things in the eyes of Zhou Zhi and the fourth cousin. What everyone appreciates is the skill and artistic attainment of calligraphy and painting itself.

This painting "Light Turtle on the River" has a profound meaning. The turtle was an adornment of important officials in ancient times, and the turtle in clear water was actually a high-ranking official in the Qing Dynasty.

This painting is a self-portrait of the artistic conception of Badashan people who disdain to run around for food and clothing and maintain spiritual cleanliness.

I also played with homophonic stalks, because Bada Shanren became a monk at that time, and this painting is also "a painting of a monk with a lotus flower".

Compared with the "Lushi Tu" that Zhou Zhi had seen in the previous life, his achievements were only higher but not lower.

In another 18 years, the auction price of "The Picture of Heron Stone" will reach 300 million, and this thing, with the obvious implication of Bada Shanren, the price will not be lower than that.

However, I am afraid that it is only the lowest price among the three items.

"I'm surprised, who is that old man? Why are there so many good things?"

"You don't need to inquire about this." The fourth cousin said, "I'm surprised, where did you get so much money?"

Zhou Zhi then talked about helping Little Sixth Sister, and added the income from part-time jobs during the holidays: "Little Sixth Sister is self-employed, so poor that she only has money left."

Uncle Si Biao smiled: "The purpose of making these things for you this time is actually to inspire your interests and hobbies. You can be regarded as a bit capable if you can date to the next generation."

"That's because today's counterfeiters haven't reached their peak. For example, the large and small air bubbles in the white glaze of the blue and white pots, the rust and burnt eyes on the Sumali green pots, and the bottom tire and soil of the plum green pots have not been imitated yet. " Zhou Zhi said with a blushing smile.

(End of this chapter)