Siheyuan: You were asked to help the Jia family, but you were all sent to prison

"I'm talking about personally cooking to reward you, but..." Zhao Yang said with a smirk, "You're right, both mouths should be rewarded."

"Teacher Zhao, keep your voice down so that no one can hear you."

Lu Simin noticed that there were students passing by in twos and threes under the shade of the trees. Being in such an environment, she suddenly felt a little nervous and inexplicably excited.

"I don't know if there is a suitable room here, so forget it."

Zhao Yang coughed, but felt a little sorry, it was too dirty, forget it.

"Simin, take me to the Museum of Art and Cultural Relics to see how I have harvested these days!"

"Dad, this way."

"Call me Dad again, I can't help it!"

"Zhao."

Lu Simin was a little mischievous, and quickly got serious.

When they came to the cultural relics museum, some impoverished students who were coming back to deliver the 'goods' hurriedly surrounded Zhao Yang excitedly when they saw Zhao Yang.

"Comrade Zhao Yang, we want to learn from you..."

This is probably the meaning in the repeated phrases, Zhao Yang finally asked them, the staff of the cultural relics museum came and took them all the way to the curator's office.

"Director, Comrades Zhao Yang and Lu Simin are here!"

"Oh, please hurry please!"

Facing him was a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses. Zhao Yang shook hands with him and asked with a smile, "I still don't know what your name is?"

"My name is Qian Mingfei. Hello Comrade Zhao Yang, please sit down! Comrade Simin, please sit down too!"

Zhao Yang and Lu Simin sat down on the sofa covered with white weave cloth, and the secretary poured water beside them.

"Comrade Zhao Yang, please!"

"Sorry, I don't smoke."

"Haha, it's good not to smoke!"

Qian Mingfei nodded on his own, and said again: "Comrade Zhao Yang, you have collected a lot of old things these days. Are you going to look at them now, and then take them away today, or store them for me for a while? Wait to save more?"

Chapter 530 The best inkstone, Lao Yan is anxious!

"How many are there?" Zhao Yang asked.

Qian Mingfei replied: "It's not many, there are only 91 pieces. We paid [-] yuan for you here."

Zhao Yang thought about it and felt that it shouldn't be.

Since it was expanded to include all university students in the city, the number of objects should not be worth such a small amount.

Maybe it has something to do with the beginning, and there should be more in the follow-up.

After all, logically speaking, those down-and-out landlords outside, down-and-out princes and so on, should take out some old things at home to pawn in exchange for food in order to make ends meet.

Just like in the drama Bloody Romance, those recalcitrants often steal old things from home and exchange them with Lao Mo for wine.

"You don't have to worry about the money, I'll come over and get it done!"

"From Comrade Zhao Yang, everyone knows your contribution to the invention of the industrial field, but you have won a lot of rewards and saved a lot of money."

"Hey, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

Zhao Yang was not in a hurry to look at the old objects, and asked casually, "Director Qian, do students from other universities come to us to hand in old objects?"

"Yes, at first the other schools were not happy, saying that they would hand it over to the Municipal Bureau of Cultural Relics, but when they knew that they would pay for it, they became silent."

Curator Qian is a real person, and he managed to tell the essence without concealing it.

Zhao Yang smiled slightly, and then asked a few more questions. After figuring out the key point, he got up and asked Curator Qian to lead the way to the room where the old objects were stored.

"Comrade Zhao Yang, this way please."

Curator Qian led the way, followed by Zhao Yang and Lu Simin.

Soon, the three of them came to a storage room. Zhao Yang looked around and saw a lot of old objects. At first glance, there were exactly seventeen pieces, including but not limited to bowls, bottles, cups, calligraphy and paintings, ornaments, and Seemingly extraordinary.

"Curator Qian, I want to get to know the eye master here, can't I also accept some fakes?"

Zhao Yang thought about it, this palm-eyed master wanted to win him over.

"No, it's right here!"

"Haha, I didn't expect Curator Qian to be able to hold the eyes in person. I'm ashamed. I'll be the host another day. Let's ask for some knowledge about antiques."

Zhao Yang obviously became a little more enthusiastic, and also deliberately revealed his intention to win over and let the other party know.

"Comrade Zhao Yang also has research in this area?"

"I just understand a little, half-baked, arty, that's why I have to ask curator Qian for advice."

"Success, then I will wait for the appointment!"

"Okay, okay, come on, let's take a look at these old objects first, curator Qian, which one is the most important?"

After Zhao Yang finished speaking, curator Qian motioned him to look at an inkstone, and said, "Comrade Zhao Yang, look at the signature!"

"Daoguang period?" Zhao Yang was a little puzzled, he really didn't understand.

Well, curator Qian also saw that he really didn't understand, and he didn't make a fool of himself, "Comrade Zhao Yang, this Duan inkstone is the best among Duan inkstones, and Chaotiankeng is even more excellent among Duan inkstones. Add the words Dao Guangnian, Both the collection value and the ornamental value are extremely high."

"Indeed, the more I look at it, the more I like it. It's quite expensive, right?"

Zhao Yang agreed, he didn't understand, so naturally he couldn't tell one, two, three, five.

Curator Qian nodded, "It's quite expensive. The student paid 15 yuan to collect it. When I came back, I was so nervous that I was afraid of being cheated."

Zhao Yang smiled, "It's human nature, if you are cheated, you may have to eat dirt for a whole semester."

"But there are too many people. I think sooner or later there will be one or two people who will be fooled. There were a lot of fakes during the Republic of China. These students don't understand, and they don't have any discernment."

Curator Qian shook his head, but there was nothing he could do.

He can't teach so many students, can he?

Besides, this kind of knowledge cannot be mastered by indoctrination.

"Director Qian, I didn't think about this before. How about this? If a student is cheated, you can secretly compensate him with half of the money and count it as mine, but you can't make a big fuss, otherwise it will easily make people think , take advantage of loopholes."

Zhao Yang hastened to fill in the loopholes, half of the compensation should be enough, at least he wouldn't be cheated and fell into a desperate situation.

Another one, in terms of the total base, there will definitely not be too many being cheated, after all, it is not the era of industrialization in later generations.

"Comrade Zhao Yang, do you want me to report to the school leaders, and the other half will be paid by the school? Otherwise, the students are afraid of risks, and they will be at a loss when they put it away."

Curator Qian did not expect Zhao Yang to be so generous. Is the reward money enough for him to make it?

"It's not impossible. You tell Principal Feng that your school can handle it on its own, so I won't get involved too much. Anyway, it is necessary to ensure the students' enthusiasm for collecting antiques, and to ensure that they can make money."

Zhao Yang is now more and more like a leader, and the key point is that he likes it.

How good it is, what do you want to do, just give an order, directly ask, just open your mouth.

"Okay, I will report to the school tomorrow."

Curator Qian responded, and immediately helped to wrap these old objects in cotton cloth, and then put them into a box that was not too big or too small.

Then a few staff members came to help, carried the box all the way to the place where Zhao Yang parked, and put it in the trunk.

"Curator Qian, then I'll leave first, and I'll call you when I'm free."

Zhao Yang just gave the money when they moved things.

"Success, Comrade Zhao Yang, go slowly, goodbye!"

"Simin, I'll come back in a few days!"

"Okay, Teacher Zhao."

Accompanied by the Hongqi car, Zhao Yang came all the way to the Qianmen courtyard, and then naturally put the old things in the trunk into it.

Driving back to Nanluoguxiang, as soon as he got out of the car, the uncle and aunt next to Zhou greeted him and came back.

"Hey, come on, uncle smokes, aunt, I remember you smoking too, don't you?"

"Hey, thanks to your good memory, kid, I ran into him for a while last time, so I still remember."

Zhao Yang took out the big front door and wandered around, trying to make a good relationship so that people can watch the car, don't let the children row.

After leisurely returning to the courtyard, Zhao Yang looked at his watch and it was already 04:30, so, let's sit and wait for Xu Damao's feast to start.

The chef he hired, Zhao Yang, had heard that his skills were good, and he worked in a soy sauce factory.

"Come back, Zhao Yang!"

Aunt Lu was hanging out with Yan Bugui at the door, and said hello when she saw Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang joked: "Hey, you have to come back early, don't even miss the food when it's late."

"Hey, look at what you said, our courtyard has lived a good life, and it's not like a few years ago, we won't rob."

Aunt Lu waved her hand, she was also waiting for the big meal with her stomach full, with a happy expression on her face.

"Hey, why didn't you help in the kitchen, are you done with your work?"

"I let my family go. My clothes were cracked by the freeze a few days ago, and I can't get any water. I need to take it slowly."

"Hey, you need to apply some ointment."

Yan Bugui saw that Zhao Yang was talking nonsense, so he took the initiative to drag him to a corner, very anxious, "Zhao Yang, tomorrow's score is not good enough for me to be at the bottom, please help me."

"How can it be? I see that you have behaved very well these few days. Every household has sent you this sticky matchbox. Did you go fishing today? Give some back later."

Zhao Yang said perfunctorily, the back door is not opened, it's a mess, isn't it?

"I went, but I didn't lie, your method doesn't seem to work anymore."

Yan Bugui looked sad, wasted a day, what a blood loss!

Chapter 530 Huairu's sad reminder, daughter-in-law's love!

"Then I can't help it, don't worry, I won't be at the bottom!"