The world under the Zhengyang Sect that moves with your heart

Author: coffee comes

: The World Under the Zhengyang Sect

We hit it off immediately, and the old man had already had this intention, "Let's go and see your museum."

Meng Xiaozao was supporting the old man. In fact, the old man was still in good health and could do without help, but Xiaozao took good care of him and made people feel reassured.

Han Chunming followed with a joyful smile. He liked the feeling of sharing happiness. Being happy alone is not as good as being happy with others.

With Qian Wen's suppression and without the farce of Mr. Guan's family seizing the family property, this opening is really a success.

"Let's go, why are you giggling?" Su Meng took her husband Han Chunming's arm.

Not far away, there is the passage leading to the entrance of the museum.

The eldest daughter of the Han family, Han Sile, was wearing a bright yellow dress, with crystal clear skin and a tall figure. She pulled the eldest son of the Qian Wen family, Qian Pengcheng. The two were a perfect match and walked out side by side.

"Let's go, let's go, walk faster."

Two steps ahead, Qian Shudao, the youngest daughter of the Qian Wen family, grabbed Han Shaohui, the second eldest child of the Han family. She had long black hair that reached her waist, swaying softly and elegantly. Her black hair was randomly gathered by crystal hairpins, and she was wearing a pink slim-fitting sportswear.

, lively, cute, youthful and beautiful.

Han Shaohui looked helpless, but the depths of his eyes were full of love.

Qian Zhengrong, who came with him, looked at Li Yuhang, the only son of the Li Chengtao family, and saw that dog food was everywhere.

"It's not fair." Next to Qian Wen and Han Chunming, Li Chengtao defended his son and said, "They are both godfathers and godmothers. How come my Yuhang is left behind?"

Hearing this, Cai Xiaoli slapped her in a coquettish tone. She is so grown up that she is not ashamed.

Qian Wen shrugged, "Isn't my grand family gone? How about you and Xiaoli have another baby?"

Han Chunming laughed playfully.

Cai Xiaoli blushed and glared at Qian and Wen, "You don't look like a parent at all!"

Li Chengtao looked at Qian Wen and Han Chunming and whispered, "How about you two work hard too."

It’s all so familiar that it can’t be more familiar, and the dirty talk comes as soon as it comes.

Guan Xiaoguan and Su Mengjiao glared at Qian Wen and Han Chunming, and then the three sisters walked away arm in arm.

Qian Wen and Han Chunming said innocently, "I didn't say anything."

"Seriously." Li Chengtao said seriously.

"Go, go, go, we're more than ten years apart, that's not childhood sweethearts, that's an abyss-like generation gap." Qian Wen said speechlessly, and then said, "Who told you to start too late."

Li Chengtao slapped his thigh painfully, "Who made my brat lose his talent?"

Qian Wen and Han Chunming looked at each other and smiled. They were very satisfied with each other's children. They had grown up under their noses and knew everything about them. If they could really be together, they would be relieved.

Qian Wen’s Four Seasons Museum, the museum is roughly divided into four areas;

1. Display, exhibition, education and service area;

2. Collection library partition;

3. Technical work partition;

4. Administrative and research office area.

When it comes to foreign 'historical art', whether it's an old man, a shabby collector, or even a big collector like Han Chunming, they are all new to it.

Fortunately, Qian Wen was well prepared and trained professional commentators to introduce the stories and historical background one by one.

Monet's Water Lilies, Picasso's Les Demoiselles d'Avignon, Mondrian's Broadway Jazz.

Mummies, gold foil glass bowls, stone carvings from ancient Babylon, samurai swords from childhood, Yatsuhashi Maki-e mother-of-pearl inkstone boxes, handmade ancient masks from Indians, sculptures with characteristics from various countries, etc...

Unexpectedly, under the introduction of the professional commentator, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Qian Wen.

Foreign countries are trying their best to collect their ancient cultural relics and put them in their country's museums. Now, Qian Wen has brought these countries' "historical artefacts" to his doorstep and is ready for people to visit.

What do you think, how do you cheer up.

"Okay, okay, okay!!!" Mr. Guan, the Admiral of the Nine Gates, looked at the things in the display cabinet and said three good words in a row. He looked very happy.

Han Chunming stood next to Qian Wen, worried and whispered, "These things are just here, it's really okay, you know..."

Qian Wen gave Han Chunming a reassuring look, "I own these things legally through legal procedures and channels.

Moreover, I have already mentioned it above, there is cooperation, otherwise I would not be able to display it openly for people to visit.

Don’t worry, it’s okay.”

Han Chunming smiled reassuringly and patted him on the shoulder, "You still have great connections."

Qian Wen smiled lightly and said, "The relationships we have built over the years are not in vain."

After a brief tour of the foreign ‘historical art’ area, Qian Wen took everyone to the domestic antiques and cultural relics area.

Broken Hou followed quickly and pointed to the incense burner in the glass display cabinet, "This is..."

He recognized the origin of the incense burner.

After Han Chunming looked at it carefully, he answered with certainty, "The incense burner of heaven and earth's destiny!"

"You kid recognized me." Bao Baohou said with a smile.

"Well, the books you gave me happen to contain records of this object.

What a good thing." Han Chunming said fondly. If it hadn't been in the exhibition cabinet, he would have started to play with it carefully.

"Qian Wen, where did you get this object?" Bao Pohou asked curiously.

"This is the wrong person to ask. You have to ask Xiao Xing. She brought it back with the cultural relic collection team." Qian Wen said, spreading his hands.

Meng Xiaoxing held her belly up and held her head up proudly. She was about to tell the twists and turns when she was interrupted.

"This is... the dragon head of the Chinese zodiac?" the old man exclaimed.

When everyone heard about it, they went to see it. This object was famous.

………………

The antique feast is over.

Then, Han Chunming's reputation as a great collector also spread, causing a wave of collecting enthusiasm in the alleys, setting everyone on fire.

A broken bowl or broken bottle costs tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands? I don’t want to share this windfall with anyone. The neighbors in the alley all had the idea of ​​getting rich overnight and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home. Even if they didn’t have any, they would go to Panjiayuan and Liuli.

Factory, start Taobao.

They all feel like they have piercing eyes.

Han Chunming suddenly became the most popular person in the alley. Neighbors came to him with all kinds of new and old objects, asking him to show them and make a fortune together.

Han Chunming's brain was buzzing from the noise, and Su Meng temporarily ran back to her parents' home to hide for a few days, and the children all lived in Qian Wen's godfather's house.

We both run a museum, why doesn't anyone ask for Qian Wen?

because………

Hutong neighbor Li Bo: "Xiaoqian, show me this bottle to Mr. Li, it's made of blue and white porcelain."

Qian Wen: "Uncle Li, I don't understand this. I always ask my employees to collect it. Why don't you take the items to Wanbao Pavilion in Panjiayuan and take a look at them. Mention my name and I'll get a 50% discount on the appraisal fee."

This back and forth went through several neighbors, and no one came to Qian Wen again.

Because even if the Wanbao Pavilion appraisal fee is 50% off, it is still a large expense, and some people just want to get it for free.

Han Chunming's place was in dire straits. If his mother hadn't been at home, Han Chunming would have wanted to imitate Su Meng and hide. The door frame of his compound was almost flattened by neighbors.

Qian Wen's place is very quiet, no one disturbs him.

Not long after the antique craze, many people were deceived. Among them, Mr. Guo, who was most obsessed with daydreaming about getting rich overnight, was deceived. The tuition fee was real.

Now I cry for father and mother every day at home, and I still don’t believe that I can get an eye shot.

People's hearts are not as good as snakes swallowing elephants. Without Cheng Jianjun and Li Yuejin, Mr. Guo in Hutong would still be deceived.

"The most valuable thing in a person's life is self-knowledge!"

No one could help him this time, and he didn't even know who had deceived him, so he had to swallow the bitter pill himself.

In addition to Uncle Guo, Su Meng's uncle was also deceived, but fortunately, no one has as ruthless a look as Cheng Jianjun in the play. One plan was to defraud tens of millions, and Su Meng's uncle made hundreds of millions with ease.

I don't dare to collect them carelessly because there are so many "new items" on the market now that it's hard to tell whether they are genuine or fake.

Well, Guan's father and mother also lost everything. Yu Jinxian did this privately without telling her husband. He received a copybook from a countryman from Panjiayuan, saying it was written by Qianlong himself.

I don’t know what I was thinking. I must have been obsessed with it. I spent most of the money in my hand. Now I don’t dare to speak. I was shut down by my daughter so that I could talk to him, and I was able to behave for a while.

………………

Time flies.

Come to 2008.

The whole family went to watch the Olympic Games.
To be continued...