Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Chapter 157: When did he become Tieguai Li?

Thinking about it, I am too lazy to argue with a dying person, forget it, I will come back to buy paintings after a while.

Always buy a few more pairs before he dies, so that you won’t be able to buy them later.

Unfortunately, in 57, Qi Baishi passed away and did not marry the fourth concubine.

It would be nice if he lived a few more years. When he was 59 years old, he could exchange food for paintings.

He Yuzhu was moved in his heart and then asked: "I wonder if Mr. Qi will accept a disciple?"

I have never thought about painting before, but if I can become Qi Baishi's apprentice, I can enter the cultural world, and it will be much easier for me to collect paintings in the future.

"Are you the only one who wants to learn to draw?"

Qi Baishi's tone was full of disdain, and then he said: "You just need to be a cook and cook honestly. You still want to learn to draw?"

He Yuzhu was so angry that he wanted to give him a slap. What's so great about him is that he can draw. I can also write.

Li Keran next to him couldn't help but said: "Master, Mr. He's handwriting is the best I have ever seen."

"Really?" Qi Baishi asked.

"It's true. It's better than what I wrote." Li Keran patted his chest and confirmed.

Qi Baishi asked: "What does it have to do with me?"

He didn't believe in He Yuzhu's calligraphy skills. Besides, it didn't matter if he wrote well, he couldn't sell his paintings for a penny cheaper anyway.

You can only take advantage of others, and there is no possibility of others taking advantage of you. Even if it is true, you cannot delay your own interests.

Li Keran sighed, not knowing what to say. As long as there are interests involved, the master will fight for everything.

It was He Yuzhu's turn to complain, and he was speechless. Indeed, no matter how good his handwriting was, it would have no effect on Qi Baishi. It was worthless and buying paintings would not be cheap.

However, he had already bought the painting and was on the line with Qi Baishi. He Yuzhu was too lazy to argue with an old man like him. He said goodbye and was sent out by Li Keran.

"Mr. Li, my master is a stubborn old man, please be patient."

"You're welcome, who would get angry with an old man?"

He Yuzhu's heart moved. He had only thought about getting Qi Baishi's paintings before, and had not considered that Li Keran in front of him was also a famous painter in later generations.

Taking advantage of his low reputation now, the price of buying his paintings is cheaper, and Mr. Li Keran is still a disciple of Huang Binhong, so he can also buy more paintings by others.

"Mr. Li, I have been collecting various paintings. Do you have any paintings you want to sell?"

"Yes, I thought you were."

Li Keran thought that He Yuzhu didn't like his paintings before, but he didn't have the nerve to mention it. He didn't expect that He Yuzhu would also accept his paintings.

He Yuzhu said: "In addition to yours, I want other famous people. Please help me collect some. I can exchange them with food."

At this time, food control and rationing had been implemented. Even for some high-level leaders and some well-known people, the quotas were not high.

He Yuzhu can easily produce a large amount of food, which is enough to make these people excited.

"Okay, no problem. Now that food is restricted, many people complain that they can't eat rice or flour."

The two talked briefly, and He Yuzhu left Qi Mansion. He was very happy along the way, and when he returned home, he still had a smile on his face.

Xu Huizhen asked: "What are you so happy about?"

"Let me tell you, I got in touch with Lao Li, and he promised to help me buy paintings by Huang Binhong, Xu Beihong and others."

"How did he, a painter, become an agent?"

"The agency fee I paid is relatively high."

He Yuzhu knew that his social status was not as good as these people, so he also

There is no need to go out and collect the paintings yourself. It is better to let Li Keran come forward and buy all their paintings from these famous artists.

Xu Beihong passed away last year, and Huang Binhong would also pass away in 1955. That is to say, Qi Baishi lived longer, but he only lived until 57. At this right time, he asked Li Keran to go to their home to buy paintings.

It is always easier to buy paintings from descendants than from them themselves. This is just a business, why bother to put yourself out there.

Xu Huizhen said: "Collecting paintings is indeed an important means of preserving value, and some of them can be regarded as family heirlooms."

"Yeah, there's no point in saving money, it's not devalued enough."

Two days later, Li Keran came over with a bundle of paintings. He Yuzhu was very happy and invited him into the study.

Li Keran said: "Mission Envy, I have brought more than 10 paintings by my Master Huang. You can take a look and choose first."

Nowadays, Qi Baishi's paintings only cost 6 yuan, and Huang Binhong's prices are even lower. The market price is only between one and two yuan per foot.

He Yuzhu opened it and looked at it. Sure enough, they were all works by Huang Binhong, and they were all from his later years. Each one could be called a masterpiece.

"Okay! I want them all."

Of course, He Yuzhu will accept everyone who comes. Each of these paintings will be worth millions or tens of millions in the future.

Now, of course, we can collect as much as we can, and once we send them to the space, we can ensure that these paintings can be perfectly preserved.

"As long as you're satisfied."

Li Keran thought that He Yuzhu would be picky and return a few paintings. After all, many people did not recognize Master Huang's paintings, and their value was relatively low.

Then he took out the list to He Yuzhu, which listed the size of each painting, calculated the price, and converted a small part into cash and most into flour.

Then he said: "I have a small request."

"I didn't say anything, as long as I can do it."

Li Keran said a little embarrassedly: "I wonder if I can exchange the agency fee for your calligraphy?"

"You want my handwriting?" He Yuzhu asked in surprise.

"Yeah, my paintings are pretty good, but I can't draw the right words."

"Okay, no problem."

He Yuzhu happily agreed. After all, it was a good deal to exchange his words for Li Keran's efforts.

He Yuzhu didn't have that weird temper and wrote two paintings happily. Li Keran said cheerfully: "I will send you the paintings later."

He Yuzhu was overjoyed to send the person away. The deal was a good deal. He only used two paintings with his own calligraphy and asked Li Keran to collect more than ten paintings for him, and he would receive other paintings one after another in the future. s work.

"What are you happy about?" Xu Huizhen asked.

"Of course I'm happy. Although these paintings only cost two yuan a foot now, if they are kept for another thirty to fifty years, these paintings will be worth a lot of money."

Xu Huizhen rolled her eyes and said, "It will take decades. I'll make you happy."

"What do you know? This is a family heirloom for our children. With more than 10 children, I always want to save more money for my family."

"What? More than 10 kids?"

"Yes, you have one child a year, and when you are 30, you don't have to have any more."

Xu Huizhen said angrily: "You raise me like a sow, and you still have one child a year? You can give birth to whomever you want, because I won't give birth to you!" He Yuzhu thought to himself, it doesn't count if you say you don't want to give birth. When I'm happy, I'll put the seeds directly into your belly, and you'll have a baby even if you don't want to.

With Li Keran as a painter working at home, He Yuzhu collected paintings much faster. After Xu Beihong's death, many paintings fell into the hands of his descendants, and they were bought by Li Keran one after another.

Huang Binhong and Qi Baishi also sent many paintings, and He Yuzhu quickly collected hundreds of works.

On this day, the Spring Festival, He Yuzhu took the time to come to Xueru Silk Store. Of course, everyone in the store knew each other, and there was no need to communicate, so he went directly to the back.

After knocking on the office door, Chen Xueru's voice came from inside: "Please come in."

He Yuzhu opened the door and came in, and was surprised. He didn't expect that there was a guest in the office, and she was a white girl.

Chen Xueru smiled and said: "Boss He, come here quickly, I will introduce you to a friend from the Big Brother family."

He Yuzhu said: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you had guests."

In front of outsiders, He Yuzhu still had to keep a distance from Chen Xueru and not show his weakness.

Chen Xueru smiled and said: "You're welcome. There are no outsiders. This is my new friend from the north. Her name is Elena."

Then He Yuzhu was introduced to Elena.

"Hello, Comrade Elena."

"Hello, Comrade He Yuzhu." Elena speaks Chinese very well, but she still has a special accent.

The two people held hands together, and He Yuzhu praised:

"I didn't expect Comrade Elena's Mandarin to be of such standard. It's really rare."

"You're welcome, my Mandarin is not very good."

The three of them sat down and Chen Xueru gave a brief introduction. It turned out that Elena had fallen in love with Chinese traditional culture not long after she came to the capital, especially cheongsam. She ordered several outfits in Xueru's shop, and then the two became good friend.

After chatting for a while, He Yuzhu asked: "Comrade Elena, I wonder if I can learn Russian from you?"

He Yuzhu has always wanted to learn foreign languages. When doing business in the north was a good choice in the 80s, he needed to learn Russian in advance.

"Okay, this is very simple, I'm willing to teach you."

Chen Xueru looked at He Yuzhu with some suspicion. She had never heard him say that he wanted to learn Russian before. Why did he suddenly think of learning a foreign language again?

Is it because Elena looks beautiful?

Or are you not satisfied with how you serve in bed?

He Yuzhu quickly made an agreement with Elena to spend an hour every day learning Russian.

After a while, Elena stood up to say goodbye. Chen Xueru sent the person out. When she came back, she locked the door and threw herself into He Yuzhu's arms.

After ending the long kiss, Chen Xueru pursed her lips and asked, "Zhuzi, don't you have a crush on Irina?"

He Yuzhu reached out and patted her pretty butt: "Is this how you see me? I really want to learn Russian."

"Really? I don't believe it!" Chen Xueru laughed playfully.

"Okay, that's what you think of me. I'm not a messy person."

"I really want you to mess around. You're torturing people to death every time. I don't know how you can be so evil."

"Don't you like it?"

"I love it, I love it so much."

He Yuzhu chuckled twice, and then carried Chen Xueru to the bedroom.

After an hour, she came out of the bedroom refreshed, leaving Chen Xueru still lying on the bed reminiscing about the wonderful life.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, He Yuzhu introduced Elena to Xu Huizhen in his study, and then both of them learned Russian.

"Здравствуйте."

“товарищ”

He Yuzhu has an outstanding memory. After learning the pronunciation of letters, he started learning words directly. After one class, he successfully activated the system.

[You have learned a new language - Russian, level lv1]

As expected, the system is still powerful. With the blessing of the system, He Yuzhu's learning speed of Russian has improved to a higher level. Before the Spring Festival, he was already able to read Russian books with great difficulty.

Xu Huizhen came in with red paper and said, "Zhuzhu, will you still write this year's couplet yourself?"

Li Keran had previously praised He Yuzhu's handwriting as being rare in the world and as one of the best, and had made Xu Huizhen stunned. Even now, he still doesn't believe in He Yuzhu's handwriting.

"Of course, it's me who writes it. You can't spend money on the third uncle's couplets."

Since that year, Yan Bugui borrowed tables and chairs from a local room, and has written couplets outside He Yuzhu's shop every year to earn extra money, and this year is no exception.

Although I lent him a place, if I wanted to buy couplets from him, I would have to spend not a penny less. Yan Bugui was not the kind of person who knew how to give gifts.

Xu Huizhen put the red paper on the table: "Okay, then you write."

It was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye. After lunch, He Yuzhu took some paste and pasted the couplets on them, then washed his hands and went into the yard behind, preparing to return to the courtyard to celebrate the New Year.

"Sorry, shopkeeper, our couplets have been stolen." A waiter ran in and said in a panic.

"Are you kidding? Who stole the couplet?"

"Really, can I lie to you about something like this from the shopkeeper? Our couplet is gone."

"Is it true?"

"After you put it on, in the blink of an eye, someone comes up, takes it off, and runs away."

"What, someone stole the couplet?" Xu Huizhen asked in disbelief.

"I'll go take a look."

He Yuyu was very curious, and ran out with his ponytails wagging, and ran in again after a while:

"Brother, sister-in-law, it's true, our couplet was stolen."

In fact, He Yuzhu released the mental check when the waiter came to notify him. The couplets outside were indeed taken away by others, leaving only paste.

He Yuzhu was speechless. He didn't expect anyone to steal the couplets, so he had to say, "It's okay. I'll write another one and paste it on it when I go back, and then we'll go back to the courtyard."

He Yuzhu went to the study. Fortunately, he had bought more red paper before and had a lot left. He cut a new pair and then He Yuzhu polished the ink, and He Yuzhu rewrote a couplet.

He Yuyu jumped out and gave it to the waiter. Xu Huizhen said: "This won't be stolen again, right?"

"No way. Whose family must have been too poor to buy couplets just now."

He Yuzhu didn't care. After all, just a few years after the liberation, there were still many poor people, and there were many people who couldn't live their lives.

"Okay, this is all a trivial matter. Pack your things and go back to celebrate the New Year."

Xu Huizhen didn't care. She couldn't let such trivial things affect her mood during the New Year. It was already New Year's Eve. Although she and He Daqing didn't live together normally, they still had to go back to their hometown to spend the New Year together.

It was quickly packed up, but there was still wind and snow outside, and it was not possible to ride a bicycle, so I had to hire two rickshaws and tricycles to take people to the courtyard.

He Yuzhu smiled as soon as he entered the courtyard. Jia Dongxu was practicing walking in the courtyard with a cane and asked:

"Jia Dongxu, what's wrong with you? When did you become Tieguai Li?"

(End of this chapter)