Siheyuan: I am stupid and can sign in

Chapter 80

After driving all the way for about an hour, they arrived at Qinjia Village.

It should be said to be the Qin Family Commune.

It was a new thing for the village to get into a jeep, and several leather children ran around the car.

He Yuzhu hurriedly stopped the car.

"Little friend, how can I get to Qin Jingru's house?"

One of the children pointed forward and said, "That's it."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The fat man knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Jingru, I'm He Yuzhu!"

"Who?"

"Who else? I am He Yuzhu!"

"right away!"

Qin Jingru immediately came over and opened the door for He Yuzhu.

"Why did you come here? I also said that I will go to the city to find you in two days? By the way, I will find Xu Damao. He promised me a lot of conditions!"

Qin Jingru invited He Yuzhu and the others into the room.

"I mainly came to see you. I haven't contacted you for a long time, and you didn't say to write me a letter or something."

He Yuzhu said with a smile.

The girl Qin Jingru has a good nature, but she was led astray by Xu Damao in the original drama.

"Oh, I forgot about that, who are these two? I'll pour them water."

"Miss Qin, no need, we still have something to do, you talk, we will go to your commune secretary."

After the fat man finished speaking, he went out with Ma Hua, and He Yuzhu made it clear in the car that Xu Damao's matter was up to the two of them, and they had to find out the situation and obtain evidence.

Under the leadership of a child, the two fat men went to the secretary of the commune.

"Jingru, don't be too busy, bring me the painting with sunshade hanging on the window of your house to have a look."

He Yuzhu is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He walked around the house, and the painting attracted him at a glance. If he didn't guess wrong, this painting should be an antique.

In this painting, the brush strokes are free and unrestrained, not composed, vigorous and round, full of leisure, and the composition is complete without seeking completeness.

This is suspected to be the work of Zhu Da, a Bada Shanren in the late Ming Dynasty.

He Yuzhu ignored Qin Jingru, walked to the window, took down the painting, put it on the table and savored it carefully.

Zhu Da, born in Nanchang, Jiangxi, was a painter and calligrapher in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, and a master of Chinese painting.One of the "Four Monks" in the painting circle in the early Qing Dynasty.He was the ninth grandson of Zhu Quan, the king of Ming Ning. After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed. Feeling sad and angry, he lost his hair and became a monk.

After the information flashed through He Yuzhu's mind, he lay on the table and began to look at the painting bit by bit.

Due to the passage of time, coupled with poor preservation, the painting has become obsolete.

The seal on the painting was blurry. He Yuzhu didn't have tools and couldn't repair it, so he could only roughly recognize it.

The whole painting is actually a bird, and the whole bird looks particularly stubborn. Even though there is not much ink on it, it shows that the bird is fluttering its feathers, making people feel that they cannot be touched, and they can fly when touched.

After savoring it carefully, He Yuzhu heaved a sigh of relief. That's right, it should be Zhu Da's work in his later years.

Seeing He Yuzhu so engrossed, Qin Jingru didn't dare to make a sound while holding the water.

After seeing He Yuzhu let out a long breath, Qin Jingru spoke.

"Brother Zhuzi, can this painting be a treasure? This thing has been in our house since we were young. Not only our house, but everyone in the village has these things."

"Well, it's a good thing, but it's not worth much these days."

Everyone hasn't started to toss about these things these days, he can move ahead of time, gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, prosperous times will come soon.

"Jingru, sell this painting to brother, you can set a price."

He Yuzhu immediately decided that he would buy this painting no matter what.

"Ah? This thing is worthless, brother Zhuzi, you can just take it away, but there is nothing to use as a curtain."

Hearing Qin Jingru's words, the corners of He Yuzhu's mouth began to twitch, it's really good, there is no one who uses antiques as curtains.

"That's fine, I'll give you the money, and then I'll give you the tickets, that's all right!"

"Okay, if you have a cloth ticket, one yuan will do." Qin Jingru said happily.

"Jingru, can you do me a favor, someone else has something like this, take me there, I like these old things."

After He Yuzhu thought for a long time, he still expressed his thoughts.

I like shit, purely for making money.

These things will be auctioned in the future, and they may be sold for a sky-high price.

The things he likes are relatively simple, such as gold, yellow, black silk, yellow, boating, yellow, singing, yellow.

"Brother Zhuzi, it's a simple matter. I can't eat or drink this kind of food. I'll take you there. Every family has some."

Qin Jingru went out with He Yuzhu.

There are more than 50 households in the entire commune, led by Qin Jingru, the village leader.

He Yuzhu didn't encounter any difficulties during this trip.

The progress was very fast, but he was not afraid of any old items, so He Yuzhu simply waited beside the jeep in the end, waiting for someone to bring things.

Except for calligraphy and painting, He Yuzhu was not afraid of other things, but he still underestimated the cunning of people in this era. Many people came with kettles that had been used for several years, insisting that they were old objects.

He Yuzhu also had a huge head.

In the end, he picked and picked, and took a lot of things that he couldn't distinguish, and finally ended the acquisition in the expectation of the villagers.

He Yuzhu spent more than 200 yuan before and after, and collected almost a hundred items. There was nothing particularly expensive. If he really wanted it, he probably hid it.

There is no jade or gold and silver products in this acquisition.

There are a few paintings and calligraphy. He didn’t have time to look at them carefully. They are probably true. After all, the knowledge of the system will not deceive people. These should be worth a lot of money in future generations. The rest are just bottles and cans. , the price is unknown, he will pack it up when he goes back, and then find an expert to show it to him!

Fatty and Mahua came back early.

Everything about Xu Damao was investigated clearly.

Many people in the commune pressed their fingerprints on the written evidence written by the fat man.

It was mainly for He Yuzhu's sake, after all, He Yuzhu was taking money to exchange for the rags in their eyes.

With this thing, it is a solid proof that Xu Damao can't run away.

Losing a job is considered a relative, and it is hard to say whether to eat or not.

Although Xu Damao didn't ask the folks for things in the end, so many testimonies, tsk tsk.

It was getting late, He Yuzhu drove back with the car, this time there was Qin Jingru in the car.

Qin Jingru, who was riding a jeep for the first time, chattered excitedly along the way.

As soon as He Yuzhu released Ma Hua and Fatty, he took Qin Jingru back to the yard.

As soon as he entered the yard, Qin Huairu seemed to have eaten and was washing the dishes.

"Qin Huairu, who do you think I brought?"

"Jingru? Why are you here?" Qin Huairu asked in surprise.

"I came here as brother Zhuzi's car." Qin Jingru said embarrassedly, she was going to trouble her sister again.

"Then what, you and Lou Xiao'e have both eaten?" He Yuzhu rubbed his head. After a day, he was indeed a little hungry.

"I've eaten it, it's almost 8 o'clock, I must have eaten it, you will starve to death!"

Hearing He Yuzhu's nonsense, Qin Huairu said angrily.

"Well, call Lou Xiao'e to me. I have something to talk to her about. Let's go, Jingru, I'll make us something to eat."

Then Qin Jinru followed He Yuzhu into the house.