Huang Shaowen nodded. The outbreak of the all-out Anti-Japanese War was of course clear. When the life of the entire Chinese nation hangs on a thread, it finally puts aside all internal disputes and unites as one to face the outside world. In this way, it took eight years to win with great difficulty.
If you include the fall of Northeast China, the Chinese have been fighting for almost fourteen years starting from September 18th.
A poor and weak country in chaos and endless civil war has been fighting for fourteen years against Japan, a single-minded and powerful industrial power.
Countless ancestors paid countless blood and even lives for the nation and the country, and finally drove away the invaders and defended this national homeland that has been inherited for five thousand years.
Zang Zifu continued: "That year before the July 7th Incident, my father had actually discovered that something was wrong. Because before the July 7th Incident, a Japanese named Shiro Murata came to my father. He told my father that if he was willing Dedicate yourself to the Japanese and ensure that the Japanese will not damage anything in the store when they enter the city.
¡°The government has always said that the Japanese will never go south again, but Murata¡¯s words made my father realize that the Japanese will not be satisfied. Going south is inevitable, it just comes sooner or later.
I immediately decided to move my belongings to Shanghai.
But halfway through the transfer, the July 7th Incident broke out. The Japanese entered the city.
Murata was very angry when he saw that a lot of things were missing from the store. Threaten to kill our whole family.
Father did not scold Murata this time like last time. The situation is like this, so we have to compromise. Tell Murata that he can have those cultural relics sent back.
Murata believed it. "
Speaking of this, Zang Zifu became slightly excited. Huang Shaowen remained silent, waiting for Zang Zifu to continue.
Zang Zifu calmed down and continued: "Fortunately, he believed it. However, my father asked that my mother and I go back to our hometown in Henan to visit our relatives. Murata probably wasn't afraid that we would run away. After all, at that time, they threatened to destroy China in three months. , there is no use running anywhere.
¡°From the moment my father asked my mother and I to leave, I knew that my father had no intention of living. There was no way Murata would let my dad leave without seeing the antique.
We were surrounded by Japanese soldiers. Without an agreement with Murata, my mother and I would not have been able to leave.
I understand what my father means. He will never give cultural relics to Murata again. Now he just wants to protect his wife and son. And those last artifacts.
My mother and I can leave, but what about the remaining cultural relics in the store?
My father didn¡¯t want to leave anything to Murata, but he couldn¡¯t really just destroy everything.
Finally we came up with a solution. Create counterfeits.
A few days before leaving, my dad and I polished it again using the fakes we collected from the cellar at home. Enough to confuse the fake with the real thing.
Then I dug a hole in the cellar, replaced the real ones one by one, put them away in categories, and finally filled them with some old cellar soil and buried them. This is peace of mind.
It¡¯s not like Murata hasn¡¯t noticed these things, but my father has dealt with them all. Every time I see my father telling lies with a calm face, I feel nervous and anxious. He was afraid that Murata would accidentally hear the flaw, otherwise all the previous efforts would be wasted, and the life of the family would be in danger. "
Zang Zifu vividly explained to Huang Shaowen his nervous expression at the time. Huang Shaowen enjoyed watching it.
Zang Zifu also smiled, and then continued: "I still remember before leaving, my father gave me the book recording the antiques at home and said: 'Son, protect these things, don't let the Japanese take them away. Don¡¯t avenge your father, take care of your mother!¡¯ Oh, that¡¯s it. Look at it.¡±
Zang Zifu picked up an old-looking thread-bound book from the table next to him.
Huang Shaowen took the thread-bound book and looked through it carefully.
There will also be a painting about the antique on each page, followed by a series of names, origins, which famous artist passed through the hands, what the real thing looks like, how the fake is made, etc.
Seeing that Huang Shaowen was looking seriously, Zang Zifu ignored him and continued: "Later, you also know that Shanghai is not safe. The cultural relics had just arrived in Jiangsu Province at this time, so I simply asked them to go to Henan to meet me. Later, the Central Committee The army was defeated steadily, so I took these things with me and moved to the southwest. My mother was old, how could she bear this? My father died the next year when the news came.
¡°Later, after the founding of the People¡¯s Republic of China, I had no intention of dealing in antiques anymore, so I donated them all to the country and became a history teacher at Beijing University. After so many years, I gradually became a professor.
In the end, the only thing left was this book. Oh, right. This is still my family¡¯s unique recording method. It¡¯s also because my dad knows too much. He used to be afraid that he wouldn¡¯t be able to do anything in the future.In the modern era, his skills were no longer passed down, so he just made a book like this. "
Huang Shaowen suddenly felt that Mr. Zang was quite powerful. There are so many cultural relics of different types. I can remember them not only but also record how the fakes were made.
And this method of combining pictures and text is also very avant-garde. This painting seems to have been painted by someone?
Huang Shaowen looked surprised. It was so small and yet it was painted so carefully.
Seeing Huang Shaowen staring at the painting, Zang Zifu chuckled and said: "Don't underestimate this painting. This was painted by a very famous painter named Zhang at the time. In 2024, he came to the capital and heard about my business. I asked if I could make a copy of the original. My father agreed, but asked him to make some small paintings for the antiques that had been sorted out at that time.
Later, the painter Zhang Da became more and more famous, so my antique book became more and more valuable. "
Huang Shaowen didn¡¯t understand what he heard about the great painter named Zhang. He is famous for copying ancient cultural relics, especially the Dunhuang murals.
This is a great painter who is so awesome that he actually drew illustrations for Zang Zifu¡¯s antique book when he was young? ! ! !
Especially the paintings from his youth, you can see his brushwork and skills at that time. Although they may not be as mature as his later works, they are still priceless! ! !
He quickly closed the book, only to see Zang Zifu take it and put it on the table aside.
"Why are you so cautious? There is no signature of the painter Zhang Da on it, and no one else knows who painted it except me and him. Besides, at that time, his painting was not very good. This is what students from the Academy of Fine Arts do. It¡¯s the same as my homework, simple copying, nothing to collect.¡±
Huang Shaowen couldn¡¯t laugh or cry. You don¡¯t know how valuable his paintings will be in the future. If you knew, you probably wouldn¡¯t say that.
"It's better to find a better box to put it in. I will buy one for you tomorrow."
Huang Shaowen¡¯s kindness was hard for Zang Zifu to refuse. "As you wish."
Huang Shaowen looked at Zang Zifu expectantly, and Zang Zifu smiled, "I agree to what you said. But you have to promise me one thing."
Huang Shaowen was very happy when he heard that Zang Zifu agreed to his request. He patted his chest and said, "No problem, I will agree to any request!"
Zang Zifu smiled and said, "It's very simple. After buying antiques, you are not allowed to sell them to foreigners. They are also not allowed to be sold to those who want to sell them to foreigners."
What does Huang Shaowen mean? He smiled and said: "Don't talk about selling it to foreigners, I don't plan to sell it anymore. I just want to preserve the value, not make a fortune from it."
Zang Zifu was very satisfied with Huang Shaowen's statement and laughed loudly: "I believe what you said! You have earned so much money just a few months after studying in college. If the country relaxes, I think you can still do a lot of big things." !Ha ha!"
Zang Zifu made fun of Huang Shaowen, so Huang Shaowen naturally had no objection. I had to laugh at him. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com