Rebirth 1981: Kick your scumbag wife away and become rich instantly

Panjiayuan.

Han Haotian never expected that such a brave and heroic Zhao Shanhe would like to come to such a place.

But since he had promised him that he could be a tour guide for Zhao Shanhe wherever he went today, Han Haotian could only accompany him, but he was really not interested in Panjiayuan.

Seeing Han Haotian park the car, Zhao Shanhe jumped out of the car impatiently and ran inside.

Now he only vaguely remembered with the help of his remaining memory. At that time, Ma Weidu said that after eating the mutton-boiled meat, he felt too full, so he went for a walk in Panjiayuan, and he found another treasure.

Han Haotian originally didn't want to go down with Zhao Shanhe, but he was quite curious and wanted to see what Zhao Shanhe was thinking.It feels like Shen Shen is talking a little bit mysteriously.

After eating just now, Zhao Shanhe sent Cong Kui to the Red Star Hotel, and then told him that he would go to the factory to find him when he returned.

As for whether Cong Kui wanted to rush back to Fengtian Printing Factory today or stay another night at the Red Star Hotel, Zhao Shanhe didn't care about him.

Now that Zhao Shanhe came to Panjiayuan Antique Street, he started to look around for the antique calligraphy and painting shop where Ma Weidu went.

Zhao Shanhe remembered that Ma Weidu mentioned the name of the store, but he couldn't remember it at all.

In this case, let's just search like a carpet. As long as he sees a store selling calligraphy and painting, Zhao Shanhe will go in, and then look around inside and even look into the corners, acting like a thief.

This made the owners of the antique shops feel that Zhao Shanhe was a bit neurotic, so they naturally stepped up their guard against him. This made Zhao Shanhe a little bit dumbfounded, but he quickly adjusted his strategy.

From the first time he looked around to the last time he pretended to be careless, Han Haotian who was following behind him felt like a little follower.

Although I felt uncomfortable all over, I could only bite the bullet and follow him around. Since I had already gotten off the car, why not get back in the car, right?

After walking for most of the street and finding nothing, Zhao Shanhe wondered if he had remembered the time wrongly, or had something gone wrong somewhere?

Han Haotian followed Zhao Shanhe, feeling a little bored, so he simply took out his cigarette and started smoking on his own.

When he saw Zhao Shanhe, he stopped following Zhao Shanhe and simply waited at the door.

Just when Zhao Shanhe felt a little discouraged, he suddenly looked up and saw the "Boyaxuan" calligraphy and painting shop in front of him. He thought that after traveling a hundred miles, he should still persevere.

So I walked in casually, and among these dazzling calligraphy and paintings, I pretended to appreciate them with my hands behind my back, but I was paying attention to the gaps and corners with my eyes.

The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop is a middle-aged man in his forties with a Mediterranean hairstyle and a double-breasted silk cotton jacket with his hands in his sleeves. He saw Zhao Shanhe wandering around and ignored him. After all, these people have very unique vision.

Zhao Shanhe doesn't look like someone who can buy calligraphy and paintings. He is probably a young man who wants to be arty and came here to broaden his horizons and practice his skills.

Zhao Shanhe was happy that no one was bothering him, and he wandered around the store. Suddenly, among the many paintings and calligraphy scattered in the corner, he saw the words "The Benevolent Live Longevity", and the signature turned out to be Mr. Qi Gong.

Zhao Shanhe was ecstatic, thinking that he had finally intercepted Mr. Ma Weidu for once. He was so happy that he actually felt a little bit mischievous.

However, he suppressed his inner excitement. Although he didn't know much about these calligraphy and paintings, Zhao Shanhe said that he was definitely a master in business negotiation.

Now that he had found his prey, he still ignored him, casually pulled out other paintings and started asking the boss for the price.

The boss thought that Zhao Shanhe didn't want to buy it at all, so he was naturally not very enthusiastic. He thought that all the guests were here, sitting by the fire with a purple sand pot and drinking tea, and just talking casually and prevaricating.

This move suited Zhao Shanhe, so he picked up Qi Gong's painting "The Benevolent Man Lives Longevity" and asked the boss how much he could sell it for.

The boss decided that Zhao Shanhe was not his target group, so he casually quoted 200 yuan. Zhao Shanhe remembered that Ma Wei had spent 100 yuan to buy the calligraphy, so he put the painting back and said:

"I think the boss is not doing business sincerely? The price you hang up is just this price. If it was really worth 200 yuan, you wouldn't stuff this painting in the corner. Why don't you grab it at such a price? ah?"

After Zhao Shanhe finished speaking, he pretended to be angry and was about to leave. However, just when the boss was confused by Zhao Shanhe, Zhao Shanhe walked to the door but turned back and continued to lecture the boss:

"Actually, I just took a fancy to the meaning of the words above and wanted to give it to the old man as a birthday gift. This work is neither Wang Xizhi's nor a work handed down by famous historical figures such as Su Shi. How can it be worth so much money? You are You really treat me like a layman, don’t you?”

"Are you really planning to buy it? Then... just make an offer."

The boss of "Boyaxuan" didn't expect that Zhao Shanhe would actually be serious with him. Judging from his attitude, he definitely wasn't joking with him.

"If I were to make a bid, it would probably be worth the price of a wall calendar. If I give you ten dollars and you agree, I'll take it. It's just for fun."

"Ten yuan? Are you kidding me? I can't even collect ten yuan. You can take the 150 yuan. I won't sell it if you miss a word."

Boss Boyaxuan didn't expect that Zhao Shanhe would only give him ten yuan, even though he knew that Qi Gong's handwriting was indeed good as a down-and-out royal family.

I thought ten yuan was still too little.

However, Zhao Shanhe is a master of negotiation. Thinking that since Ma Weidu was able to get 100 yuan, why should he pay less than him?Even if it's only a dollar less, that's fine.

So the two began to talk like a see-saw. Several times Zhao Shanhe walked to the door and was called back by his boss. After all, even Panjiayuan in this era was not as crowded with tourists as in later generations.

Those who can play with antique calligraphy and painting belong to a small group of people, and they are still rare, especially now in the dead of winter when it is so cold outside, there are not many customers at all.

However, those who make antique calligraphy and painting are well aware that it is an industry that does not open for three days and operates for three years. Seeing Zhao Shanhe’s sincere bargaining, they wanted to promote this business, so a tug-of-war began.

In the end, the boss screamed and refused to sell it for less than 100 yuan, but Zhao Shanhe insisted on giving 99 yuan, saying that it was a gift for the elderly as a lucky number.

Then Zhao Shanhe took out the money, counted out ten pictures and took them on the counter in a heroic manner, which put the boss in a difficult position.

To sell or not to sell?