"Damn, you'd like to open it. I said, your store is half dead, so just sell it. I own a gallery in Tangzhou. Go and be my boss." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"No, I'm not interested in modern art. I still prefer antiques. If you don't invest in me, I don't have the money to buy new ones. So it gradually became like this, selling handicrafts to survive. , Alas, miserably." Ji Shengjie said.
Mo Xiaoyu smiled, sat down, drank a cup of tea, and asked quietly, "Xiaojie, do you know how to fake porcelain?"
"Although there are many fake porcelains, it's really difficult to inquire about this industry. These are all secrets, and it is impossible to tell outsiders." Ji Shengjie pondered.
"So, you have to do everything possible to find people in this field. We can sell it to people abroad instead of domestically. When we go out, we will go out as modern art, but as to whether it will come back, it is not certain. ". Mo Xiaoyu smiled mysteriously.
"Brother-in-law, you are smiling so wickedly, why do I feel that nothing is good." Ji Shengjie looked at Mo Xiaoyu's sinister smile and said.
"You know this business better, and the business in the store is not good. Go and find someone for me. I think this person should be in his 70s or 80s. I said that if he was alive, he would be a master porcelain maker. My master once had a relationship with him, this person was very powerful back then, and no one could tell when Yuan Qinghua imitated it, but what happened in the end, my master never saw him again, you go and help me find this person How is it?" Mo Xiaoyu said.
Ji Shengjie understood what Mo Xiaoyu wanted to do as soon as he heard Mo Xiaoyu's words, just like Mo Xiaoyu entrusted him to find ancient papers and inks, he understood that Mo Xiaoyu was thinking about the evil way to get rich again.
"what is his name?"
"Master Tao Qi, there are not many places in China where you can make porcelain. The best place is Jingdezhen. You can go there and have a look. After you find someone, don't go to see him. Call me. It was just a one-sided relationship, now, I don¡¯t know if I have forgotten it long ago, and I can¡¯t explain it when you go.¡± Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Okay, but brother-in-law, I need activity funds for everything I do. Once my shop is closed, there will be no income. The money I have saved over the years has been invested in those ancient papers and inks. When did you Can you sell your painting?" Ji Shengjie asked.
"Don't worry about it. By the way, if you come across a suitable ancient paper or ink, just buy it for me. I'll give you 300,000 yuan first, okay?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Come up to a whole number, five hundred thousand." Ji Shengjie said with a shy face.
"Okay, anyway, it will be deducted from the money you deserve, and it can be regarded as an advance payment for you." Mo Xiaoyu smiled.
"Don't, I'm working for you"
Before Ji Shengjie finished speaking, Mo Xiaoyu's cell phone rang, but because Yang Yanni was listening to him, he had lingering fears. He recalled what calls he had made since he was taken away by the Guoan people until today, and said on the phone What, stroked one by one, still not at ease.
So I didn't dare to answer the call from Lang Jianbai, so I hung up, and then dialed back with Ji Shengjie's cell phone.
"Hello? Why didn't you answer the phone?" Lang Jianbai asked impatiently.
"Roaming, that, teacher, are you done with your work?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Dinning with some teachers in the evening, come over and get to know these old artists. It will be good for you in the future. I don't know the exact address. They set it up. I will call you when I get there." Lang Jianbai said.
"Okay, I'll wait for the teacher's instructions." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Are you going out at night?" Ji Shengjie asked Mo Xiaoyu.
"Oh, there is no way, I have to pay the bill at night." Mo Xiaoyu said helplessly.
Not long after, Mo Xiaoyu received a text message, just a few words: Beijing Hotel, five people.
Mo Xiaoyu frowned and looked at the eight characters, and asked Ji Shengjie, "Xiaojie, what do these five people do?" He thought Lang Jianbai made a mistake, did the five of them have dinner tonight?
"Oh, are you going to a Japanese restaurant tonight? Five people is a Japanese restaurant, the largest and earliest Japanese restaurant in Beijing, on the first floor of the Beijing Hotel, if you don't know the way, take me there, I know where it is ". Ji Shengjie said.
"The name of this store is five people?"
"That's right, the names given by Little Japan are all weird, and this is also a feature." Ji Shengjie said.
"Forget it, I can't do it tonight. If you can find me Tao Qiye, let alone go to the five people, I will take you to Japan to eat food, soak in hot springs, and go to Japanese girls. You??It¡¯s okay to stay there to develop the film and television industry, okay.¡± Mo Xiaoyu smiled and walked out.
Ji Shengjie curled his lips and said to himself, "Damn, you have to pay well to develop the film and television industry."
? According to what Lang Jianbai said, Mo Xiaoyu was taken into the room when he arrived at the hotel, because the people who came were all old men, and the real Japanese cross-legged sitting was too much to bear, so he sat on a stool.
This is not what surprised Mo Xiaoyu, because he saw that the person he least wanted to see was also among the people eating, and he was the only woman, plus Lang Jianbai, four old men and one woman. It was the scene Mo Xiaoyu saw after entering the door.
"teacher". Mo Xiaoyu called Lang Jianbai.
"Oh, you are here, come on, everyone, this is my apprentice, this time I participated in the art exhibition, all old brothers need help." Lang Jianbai introduced Mo Xiaoyu to these old men.
"Hello, masters, junior Mo Xiaoyu."
"Brother Jianbai, you have a good eye. That painting is very good. In fact, if you don't come, the ranking of that painting will not be bad. Xiao Mo, come here, sit here, and I will ask you." An old man with a white beard, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, this is the first time Mo Xiaoyu has seen someone with long eyebrows that almost reach the mouth, and the eyebrows are also white, which reminds Mo Xiaoyu of the white-browed hero.
"Xiaoyu, this is Master Bai, the master of traditional Chinese painting." Lang Jianbai introduced.
"Hi Master Bai, my name is Mo Xiaoyu." Mo Xiaoyu introduced herself again.
"I know, sit down, I have been fighting with your teacher for decades, and in the end I was defeated by you. Although I am better than him in painting, I have lost my roots. I have not yet Find a good apprentice who can inherit my mantle, how about it, it is good to learn more things, the so-called skill is not overwhelming, how about being my apprentice?" Master Bai said while talking about a sharp change, which made me Mo Xiaoyu was a little caught off guard.
Mo Xiaoyu looked at Lang Jianbai, but saw Lang Jianbai picking up a cup of tea, sipping it carefully, not taking what Master Bai said at all, and then looking at the person sitting next to Master Bai, Mo Xiaoyu The fish knew that he had been tricked again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com