Reborn and become a Great Scientist

Chapter 32 Chapter 32

Unlike his second brother Ma Yuzao and his family who live in a small courtyard in Dongbanqiao, Ma Heng's residence in Xiaoyabao Hutong can be described as extremely luxurious.

There are two lifelike stone lions next to the marble doorposts, and on the lintel of the black lacquered gate, there is a plaque with the words "Yinxian Horse" hanging on it. Several vigorous characters look very high-end and majestic.

Chen Muwu knocked the knocker on the door, and after a few breaths, someone came to answer the door.

The one who opened the door was an old lady dressed as a servant, he said politely: "My name is Chen Muwu, I was introduced by Mr. Ma Youyu, please go in and report."

"Wait a minute, sir."

It is really a very rude behavior to visit empty-handed for the first time.

But Chen Muwu looks good and good on the surface, but he doesn't have much money in his pocket, so he can't take care of that much.

The three scrolls he bought cost most of his belongings that he brought from Guhai to Beijing. In addition to paying the taxi bill to the driver of Fushun Company this morning, there is only one left in his body. Small yellow croaker, three to five yuan, plus a handful of coppers.

Chen Muwu is already thinking, if Hu Shi pays him the bill at the last lecture half a month later, if he doesn't save money and spends money like a young master, then he may have to borrow money to save money. It's time - he would never have the face to send a telegram home, asking his elder brother to send another sum of money.

In addition, according to Xiangzi and the old eunuch, it is estimated that by next Sunday, there will still be black market transactions of palace treasures in the small shabby house next to the Black Dragon Pool.

He doesn't even think about vases and bronze wares. Whether it's wealth or the ability to be taken advantage of, he can't compare with those foreign devils. He can only work hard on calligraphy and painting scrolls that cost 100 yuan a piece.

If you get more 100 yuan, you can save more national treasures and prevent them from being lost overseas and becoming a pity for the Chinese people.

But how do you get a quick sum of money?
Just when Chen Muwu was planning to make a fortune, the gate of the courtyard opened again.

As expected of the former son of Shanghai, Ma Heng, who is over forty years old, is still dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a handsome appearance, unlike his second brother Ma Yuzao, who is only three years older than him, who has a long robe and a mandarin jacket with a big belly. Middle-aged people in the north.

Seeing the Lord came out, Chen Muwu cupped his hands and reported his family name again: "Mr. Shuping, my name is Chen Muwu, my brother Chen Zhengxiang, and Mr. Youyu are students who are studying here. It was Mr. Youyu who introduced me to come here." visiting."

"It turned out to be Hanchen, please come in, please come in!"

Ma Heng welcomed Chen Muwu into the living room, the two sat down separately, and the old lady offered a cup of fragrant tea.

"I didn't expect that Chen Hanchen, who can talk with world-renowned great scientists, is so young! My second brother has long said that you are going to Beijing to give lectures, and today I can see the Zhilan Yushu of the Chen family. You don't have to be restrained. How much older I am, you will be like Big Brother Ni, just call me Fourth Brother."

Chen Muwu said in his heart, how old are you? You are more than 20 years old!
On this point, Ma Heng is consistent with his second brother. He can be an uncle at an age, but he insists on being called his brother.

"Brother Ma."

"Han Chen, you came to the door today, there must be something to do?"

"I have been in Beijing for so many days, I should have visited you a long time ago, but it has been delayed until today, and I have nothing to do without going to the Three Treasures Hall. I would like to apologize to you first."

"The relationship between our two families, why are you being polite! Tell me, what treasure are you holding in your hand?"

"That's right, fourth brother. During the few days when I was waiting for the lecture, I wandered around Beijing City when I was bored. I bought a few calligraphy and paintings by chance. I hope you can give me a hand."

After finishing speaking, Chen Muwu removed the teacup and put the three scrolls on the Eight Immortals table between the two of them.

Although from the performance of those eunuchs, he had already guessed that these calligraphy and paintings should be authentic works hidden in the palace, but it would be safer to ask for a lesson from the Dafang House.

At the beginning, Ma Heng was very dismissive of Chen Muwu's behavior, and said with a smile while taking the calligraphy and painting: "Han Chen, you are still too young. The water in Beijing's antique business is very deep, you Another newcomer who doesn't understand anything, it's easy to lose control, and if you don't pay attention, you will be tricked into a trap. I think you should come to me first to discuss what antique calligraphy and painting you want to buy in the future."

While preaching to Chen Muwu, he got up with the scrolls and walked to the long table to spread them out. When he saw the content of the writing and painting on the three scrolls, he took a deep breath: "Oh, that wave! This... what is this! This is the authentic work of Wang Youjun!"

Chen Muwu not only heard with his own ears that Ma Heng, who had always been gentle and polite, suddenly burst out with foul language, he also saw with his own eyes that Ma Heng's hands were shaking involuntarily with excitement, which showed that these calligraphy and paintings should be authentic without a doubt.

But the reason why he was so excited was not because he heard the word "authentic work", but because he heard the word "Wang Youjun".

Who?
The real work of Wang Xizhi?

Chen Muwu thought that he was lucky to have missed the painting of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty Zhao Ji, but he did not expect that the two scrolls he snatched in the chaos later were the No. 1 in the history of Chinese calligraphy, the authentic works of Wang Xizhi?

My old Chen is out of luck?

Chen Muwu also stood up, wanting to look forward carefully.

Unexpectedly, Ma Heng completely disregarded his demeanor, turned around, hugged Chen Muwu's shoulders with both hands, and began to shake frantically: "Hanchen, where did you get these three calligraphy and paintings? Where did they come from?"

Looking at Ma Heng's staring eyes, Chen Muwu seemed to see the word "crazy" in them.

"Fourth brother, Mr. Shuping! Don't get excited!" He finally struggled to get out of the "devil's claws", collected his thoughts and said, "This is when I was wandering on the street that day, and I happened to meet a hugger. The old man of the three scrolls.

"I thought it was pitiful for him to stand alone in the cold wind, so I approached him and asked him, old man, what are you doing here in such cold weather?
"The old man told me that his grandson was going to get married, and the family really didn't have the financial resources to add children, so he wanted to reluctantly give up the three ancestral treasures, and take the money to go home and build a house for his grandson to get married.

"You also know that I'm not even a layman in calligraphy and painting, but I still wanted to help him, so I asked him to open the scroll and pretend to look at it.

"I saw that the paper on that painting was yellowish, like an antique, and the inscription on the inscription is still in thin gold, with the words 'Ji Zhen' written on it, so I suspect it is the authentic work of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty.

"So I didn't have the heart to bargain with him, so I spent 300 yuan and bought all three scrolls in his hand.

"Fourth brother, tell me, did I lose or win this deal?"

(End of this chapter)