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"Oh"

There is no need to say much. After all, the real skills must be shown with practical actions. Fang Yifan picked up the pencil given by Chen Qingfeng and started drawing.

"You started learning to paint when you were young, right? Who was your teacher?"

Thinking it was just a formality, Chen Qingfeng didn't pay much attention to it at first. But five minutes later, looking at the painting on the drawing board, he couldn't help but speak.

"There are so many teachers that I can't remember all their names."

As he spoke, Fang Yifan put down the paintbrush in his hand.

Although sketching is simple and quick, it is the most challenging of a person's artistic skills. Chen Qingfeng felt that he might not be able to draw something like this in ten minutes.

"Will color and sketch work?"

Chen Qingfeng continued to ask.

"The teacher has taught me, and I am pretty good at it."

It is better to draw a picture than to say more. An hour and a half later, Chen Qingfeng stopped talking after looking at the two paintings drawn by Fang Yifan.

"Teacher Chen, my son Fanfan learns things very quickly. He may not be able to draw well now, but with your guidance, he will improve.

Why don't you just accept him? I can add a little more to the training fee that Lao Zhang originally mentioned."

Fang Yuan was an amateur after all. Seeing that Chen Qingfeng didn't say anything, he thought that Fang Yifan's painting was not good.

"you…"

"I don't mean anything else. Fang Yifan has a poor foundation, so you must spend more time and energy on it, so you should pay more."

Thinking that Chen Qingfeng was too shy to talk about profit, Fang Yuan automatically turned into Brother Qian.

Money makes slaves do their best, and skills make people do their best. If Fang Yuan hadn't been sincere, Chen Qingfeng would have thought that he was being challenged.

"He has a poor foundation. I should change my career."

"You mean he draws okay?" As a legal representative, Fang Yuan could still understand good and bad words.

"Let's not talk about other things. As far as basic skills are concerned, the professors at art academies are probably at this level. I don't have much to teach him. If I have to teach him, it's just some test-taking techniques."

Chen Qingfeng spoke concisely and clearly.

"So you are willing to accept him. By the way, Mr. Chen, I have something to consult you about. My wife and I want him to apply to the Central Academy of Fine Arts or the China Academy of Art. Do you think he has a chance?"

Fang Yuan asked the most important question that Tong Wenjie had told her.

"How well will your child score in cultural subjects?"

No matter how high your professional score is, it will be useless if your academic scores do not meet the standards.

"Last semester, his score at the end of the exam was 520, which is a big drop. But we have been giving him extra lessons this summer, and he is making rapid progress."

Fangyuan is a pragmatic approach.

"520 is a little risky, but it's not impossible. As long as he can stay stable, given his professional ability, the school where I used to teach should accept him."

520 was in the past. My son can now maintain a stable level of 650. Of course, Fang Yuan did not say such Versailles words.

Chen Qingfeng finally agreed to accept Fang Yifan, and then the father and son happily reported the good news to Tong Wenjie as soon as they went out.

"Dad, today is a rare day off. Let's go to Panjiayuan for a walk."

After Fang Yuan reported the situation to Tong Wenjie, Fang Yifan suggested.

"Okay, Dad has been at your beck and call all day, let's just relax."

Knowing that his son had been working hard during this period, and his wife had repeatedly urged him on the phone to take his son to relax, Fang Yuan certainly couldn't refuse.

Speaking of Beijing Panjiayuan, most people's first reaction is to find antique bargains. Fang Yifan also came here with this goal in mind, but his approach to finding bargains is a little different from others.

"Dad, this horse is pretty good."

In an antique shop, Fang Yifan pointed to a half-meter-tall ceramic horse and said.

"Little brother, you have good eyesight. This is Tang Sancai." Since the visitor is a guest, the owner of the antique shop said to Fang Yifan with a smile.

"It is said that Tang Sancai was used for burial purposes, which is unlucky." Fang Yifan showed a look of disgust.

"This is not Tang Sancai, it's just an ordinary ceramic horse. How much is it, boss? I'll buy it if it's suitable."

Thinking his son would like it, Fang Yuan spoke up.

"It's definitely not a Tang Sancai, but this porcelain has a good meaning, and it means success. It's from the official kiln of the Qing Dynasty. If you like it, I'll give it to you for 5 yuan."

"Dad, this boss thinks you're a big fool."

Fang Yifan laughed on the side.

"Look, the children can't bear to watch it anymore."

Fang Yuan was not angry and started bargaining with the boss.

five minutes later

"800 at most. If you think it's suitable, I'll take it. If not, forget it."

"Okay, okay, I'll just treat it as making a friend. This porcelain is from the Republic of China, but it has a really good meaning, which is success. Looking at your son's appearance, he will take the college entrance examination soon. I wish him success and admission to a key university."

People who do business always speak sweet words one after another.

"Then I'll lend you some good advice."

This was very appropriate and Fang Yuan liked it very much.

"Dad, let me take it." Financial Freedom was still pointing at it, and Fang Yifan stepped forward to take the ceramic horse.

With such a large piece of ceramic in hand, the father and son decided to go back home first. The moment they changed into slippers and walked in, Fang Yifan started acting, tripping over his left foot and his right foot, and leaning forward.

Kang dang

"Oh my god, I've accomplished my goal..."

After tripping, Fang Yifan didn't fall to the ground. He looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"It's okay, it's okay, son, this is called peace and happiness."

Fang Yuan was changing his shoes when the ceramic horse slipped away, so Fang Yifan cast a wink at the blind man.

"Son, be careful with your hands. If something breaks, I'll buy you a new one when I have time."

There are no complaints, just concern about his son's health. Fang Yuan is a really good parent.

"Dad, there's something in here. It looks like a seal."

Eight Tianhuang stone seals, engraved with words such as "Ten Perfect Old Man" and "Good Luck and Happiness" were wrapped in a piece of bright yellow silk. Half an hour ago, Fang Yifan used his special ability to stuff them into the belly of the ceramic horse in the back seat of the car.

"Really? The one the Ten-Perfect Old Man was talking about was Emperor Qianlong. This is the emperor's personal seal. The material doesn't look like jade. Could it be Tianhuang stone?"

"Dad, you got a bargain. We are going to get rich."

Chapter 101 Financial Freedom

Tong Wenjie only found out about this when she returned home in the evening. Fang Yuan didn't call her to tell her because he was afraid it would affect her mood for work.

"You mean you took Fanfan to the antique shop to buy this ceramic horse, and Fanfan accidentally dropped it, and these eight seals fell out."

"It feels like listening to a story," Tong Wenjie said, pointing to the Tianhuang stone seal on the table.

"It's simple and clear, that's it." Fang Yuan had been looking up information for an entire afternoon and was still very excited; however, when faced with his wife's questions, he remained calm.

"Are these seals valuable?"

Great Beijing, the foothills of the emperor, may not have been seen, but certainly heard of, Tong Wenjie had some guesses.

"Very valuable, extremely valuable; basically each of them can be exchanged for a villa, and this one can probably be exchanged for a courtyard house."

Fang Yuan took out a fist-sized, square seal and emphasized it.

“Is it legal for us to own these things?”

Tong Wenjie has the mentality of a petty bourgeois who is afraid of starving to death when she is poor and scared to death when she is rich.

"It's not stealing or robbing, the proceeds from the sale are completely legal."

If you are serious about this matter, of course the things have to belong to the country, but Fang Yuan is not a pedantic person; he was just communicating with Fang Yifan, and they should have a unified statement in the future and say that it was an heirloom.

Teaching children to lie?

First, Fang Yifan is not a child

Second, let’s learn about white lies.

"Honey, we are so successful. You are so awesome. I love you... I love you. Give me a kiss."

Tong Wenjie finally lost control.

"Wen Jie is calm, Fan Fan is still watching?"

"I did not see anything."

Fang Yifan was very cooperative.

"Wife, do you really think I bought this horse casually? When I was in the store, I felt that the weight of this thing was not right. I originally planned to study it carefully when I got home, but who knew that Fanfan would just throw it away? This is not God's will, it is a human plan. From now on, please call me the Divine Calculator Fang Yuan."

You should be called shameless Fang Yuan, Fang Yifan said with contempt in his heart.

"Wife, today is a double blessing. You didn't see the look on Teacher Chen's face. He was very cold at first, as if he didn't want to accept Fanfan. But as soon as Fanfan started to paint, he was stunned. He kept asking Fanfan if he had learned to paint since he was a child and who his teacher was. It really made me laugh."

People feel refreshed when good things happen to them. Fang Yuan is really happy today.

"That's right. Don't you see whose son you are? You are a top student, and so am I. Fanfan didn't exert his strength at first, but once he exerted his strength, those ordinary people were left far behind. By the way, that teacher Chen said that Fanfan has a chance to be admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts?"

She was floating, Tong Wenjie was floating.

"It has to be a good show. He said that with Fanfan's professional ability, as long as he can keep his academic scores at 520, he can get into the Central Academy of Fine Arts. 520 is nothing. Fanfan can easily get 620."

Not only Tong Wenjie, Fang Yuan also became arrogant.

"Mom and Dad, we haven't taken the exam yet, can we keep a low profile?"

Seeing his parents behave like this for the first time, Fang Yifan felt shy.

"Okay, don't be arrogant when you win and don't be discouraged when you lose. I'm more optimistic about you, Fanfan. It's said that studying art is very expensive. I was a little worried at first, but now I'm not afraid anymore.

You have such talent, dad will definitely train you well, first study at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and then study abroad in Paris, France. I will definitely train you to become an art master like Van Gogh."

Fang Yuan was drunk before he even started drinking.

"Van Gogh's ending doesn't seem very good, so let's go with Picasso. Let's train Fanfan to be Picasso."

After suddenly becoming rich, Tong Wenjie no longer even looked down upon Van Gogh.

"Mom and Dad, it's almost seven o'clock. Picasso is hungry. Can we eat now?"

Fang Yifan shook his head helplessly.

"Yes, yes, it's time to eat. It's time to eat at this time."

They were both office workers, so it was normal for them to feel a little out of control after getting such a fortune. After dinner, they both recovered.

"Fang Yuan, just like you said, Fanfan will have to spend a lot of money as an art student. We need to make a studio for him at home. Our current house is too small."

Tong Wenjie is an impatient person.

"Yeah, it's time to move to a bigger house, at least a four-bedroom one. Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times. These seals won't depreciate in value. I plan to sell one first to improve our living environment, and we can think of the others later. It would be best if they were heirlooms and passed down."

Fang Yuan thought about a lot of things during the entire afternoon.

"Honey, this thing is valuable, but is it easy to sell? Don't we need to go to an auction house to sell it?"

After calming down, Tong Wenjie had more things to consider.

"Don't underestimate me. I have been buying fish and katydids and am not doing my job. In fact, I have met many wealthy players through them. I sold this seal to Lao Guo, who is my best friend. He has many connections and should be able to find a buyer for me soon."

Today can be said to be Fang Yuan’s highlight moment, and he can do anything with ease.

"Is this Lao Guo reliable? Don't collude with buyers to lower our price."

People like Tong Wenjie are afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind.

"You think your husband is stupid? I spent the whole afternoon looking up the prices of similar seals at auctions in the past five years. The person who can take advantage of me hasn't been born yet."

"Look at what you can do..."

Although Tong Wenjie said this, she was still very satisfied in her heart. Although her husband was not dedicated to his job and did not strive for progress, he was still very thoughtful in doing things.