The morning sun shines on the earth, Beihai Park.
An old man stood in the park with a giant brush, practicing calligraphy on the ground.
The young men watching could not help but praise the old man after seeing the old man's calligraphy.
Have you practiced it?Just your words, you have to sell for at least 300,000 to 500,000!A gray-haired old man came over and pointed at Mr. Xie's words.
I'm just a hobby, not as exaggerated as you said!Mr. Xie took back the strength in his hand and then put the giant brush aside.
Wei Mingming helped Mr. Xie pack up the brush before he was about to leave with the box.
A man with an official look was full of oil and couldn't help but call Mr. Xie behind his back.
Are you Mr. Xie, an expert in cultural relics restoration?The man recognized Mr. Xie's identity at a glance and couldn't help but feel excited.
Mr. Xie turned around gently and said softly: You are...
Seeing that Mr. Xie was in a hurry, the fat man immediately reached out and held Mr. Xie tightly and refused to let go.
Mr. Xie, you are my idol Ah!I have always liked your words. It is better to meet them by chance than to invite them. Can you give me a word?The man looked at Mr. Xie with a smile on his face and made an unfair request.
What is this gentleman called?Mr. Xie kept an old man calm.
I don’t have your surname Zhang, just call me Xiao Zhang!The man named Zhang nodded repeatedly, which made Wei Mingming feel unhappy.
That's right, I'm still seriously ill and haven't written inscriptions to others for a long time.Please don’t be surprised by Mr. Zhang!Mr. Xie politely rejected Mr. Zhang's request.
Mr. Zhang glanced at Mr. Xie and refused to let him go.
You are a master of archaeology and should have some research on the literature and ink of ancient people.I don’t have to worry about identifying cultural relics for me. Just leave me a picture of it, which is our fate.
The man named Zhang is very polite and refuses to let go.
In this way, today I didn’t bring my pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I will come to Beihai Park to practice calligraphy another day. How about you come to me?Mr. Xie was a little helpless, but he didn't say it clearly.
The man surnamed Zhang heard the reluctance in Mr. Xie's words and couldn't help but say contemptuously: Mr. Xie, you are a famous figure in Binjiang.Everyone says that your words are valuable, can't you help me?You make countless money every year because of antiques.Is there a word missing?
Seeing that the man surnamed Zhang turned against him, Mr. Xie couldn't help but confront him: Which eye did you see that I made money because of antiques?Everyone knows that I only donate and never sell it.They are all precious gifts left by our ancestors. Why do we decide the life and death of these cultural relics?
Seeing Mr. Xie glaring at him, the man named Zhang muttered in a low voice: Isn’t it just to make money?You raise the price of antique calligraphy and paintings just to make your own profit!
The man left angrily, leaving Mr. Xie for a moment of mania.
Teacher Xie, don’t listen to boring people’s random advice!You are a master of the archaeology and a respected teacher of the students.With you as a role model, we will have no regrets in this life.
Wei Mingming said with a serious face.
It’s useless to be a scholar. I, an old scholar, drag you down. You should find another job!Mr. Xie couldn't help but sigh heavily, and the helplessness in his expression made people feel distressed.
When they returned to the studio, Zhao Lichen and Qian Zhimei were already waiting outside the door.
Seeing that Mr. Xie's face was not good, Zhao Lichen did not speak.
You are here!Mr. Xie was particularly weak to meet him, and Zhao Lichen respectfully extended his hands and held the back of Mr. Xie's hand that was as dry as tree bark.
Are you angry?I see that your breath is not running smoothly. Do I want me to apply an injection to help you treat it?Zhao Lichen asked softly.
No, you come in and talk!Mr. Xie signaled Wei Mingming to open the door before the four of them entered and sat down.
This is a quaint courtyard, priceless.
Siheyuan itself is an antique. In the early years, the Siheyuan on Binjiang became a useless person in the eyes of new architects.
In urban planning, Siheyuan is the first to be demolished.
As time goes by, the cultural value of Siheyuan has been put on the agenda, and the few Siheyuans left have become Binjiang's new favorites and the prices are extremely high.
Mr. Xie spared no effort to protect the cultural relics left by his ancestors.
The entire courtyard is very quiet, with flowers, plants and accessories clean and the breeze is blowing. Sitting in the yard to enjoy the flowers and birds is also a good place to go.
You guys sit down, I'll go change some clothes!Mr. Xie nodded slightly and turned into the room.
Zhao Lichen and Qian Zhimei stood in the yard and looked at the grass and trees in the courtyard, all envious of Mr. Xie’s old life.
The teacher is angry?Zhao Lichen caught Wei Mingming and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
Wei Mingming originally wanted to keep it secret, but seeing Zhao Lichen's inquiry look on his face, he had to tell the truth.
I just met a lunatic in Beihai Park and insisted on asking the teacher for Mobao.Such a person who does not understand etiquette is really despising!Wei Mingming showed contempt on his face.
Zhao Lichen looked shocked: Didn’t he say that his colleagues from the Public Security Bureau protected Mr. Xie for 24 hours?Why...they aren't there?
I knew that the people from the Public Security Bureau were not reliable, so it would be better for me to let the military send someone over!Qian Zhimei also missed any opportunity from a black market bureau.
No, Mr. Xie’s life is very simple. If it weren’t for the thief at home, we would probably not have contacted the military.Wei Mingming withdrew and prepared tea fruits for several people.
Mr. Xie changed into a dress, swept away the haze, and stood in front of Zhao Lichen in high spirits.
You sit!Zhao Lichen stepped forward to support him, but was rejected by Mr. Xie.
Over the years, I have practiced Tai Chi a lot, and my body is still good.But as old as you are, it is inevitable that all parts will not be easy to use.You just don't think of me as an old man.
Mr. Xie smiled slightly, took out a piece of uncensored jade from his arms and placed it in front of Zhao Lichen.
Zhao Lichen looked at the uncensored jade in front of him carefully and couldn't help but think of the uncensored jade seen on the information.There is almost no difference between the two pieces of uncensored jade. From an outsider's perspective, the things Mr. Xie collects can be fake and real.
Is it this piece of uncensored jade?Zhao Lichen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked with a smile.
Now, it is easy to buy such a rough jade in Binjiang.Even the archaeological expert, I, cannot distinguish it with the naked eye. How high do you think the craftsmanship of modern people has developed to?
Mr. Xie couldn't help but laugh at himself.
Mr. Xie is humble. The things you can like at least 700,000 to 800,000 yuan. Even if they are fakes, they are high-end fakes.Zhao Lichen's skill in flattering is really first-class.
oh?Has Dr. Zhao also studied ancient jade?Mr. Xie tilted his head and looked at Zhao Lichen, unable to help but feel curious.
There is no question of research. When I come to visit you, I always have to do my homework.I have only read a few books about jade and dare not show off in front of Mr. Xie.
Zhao Lichen felt the uncensored jade and couldn't help but feel shocked.
This piece of uncensored jade is warm in winter and cool in summer, leaving people with a breathtaking shock.Such delicate jade is really scary.
Could it be that this piece of uncensored jade is a treasure left by Emperor Kangxi?
An old man stood in the park with a giant brush, practicing calligraphy on the ground.
The young men watching could not help but praise the old man after seeing the old man's calligraphy.
Have you practiced it?Just your words, you have to sell for at least 300,000 to 500,000!A gray-haired old man came over and pointed at Mr. Xie's words.
I'm just a hobby, not as exaggerated as you said!Mr. Xie took back the strength in his hand and then put the giant brush aside.
Wei Mingming helped Mr. Xie pack up the brush before he was about to leave with the box.
A man with an official look was full of oil and couldn't help but call Mr. Xie behind his back.
Are you Mr. Xie, an expert in cultural relics restoration?The man recognized Mr. Xie's identity at a glance and couldn't help but feel excited.
Mr. Xie turned around gently and said softly: You are...
Seeing that Mr. Xie was in a hurry, the fat man immediately reached out and held Mr. Xie tightly and refused to let go.
Mr. Xie, you are my idol Ah!I have always liked your words. It is better to meet them by chance than to invite them. Can you give me a word?The man looked at Mr. Xie with a smile on his face and made an unfair request.
What is this gentleman called?Mr. Xie kept an old man calm.
I don’t have your surname Zhang, just call me Xiao Zhang!The man named Zhang nodded repeatedly, which made Wei Mingming feel unhappy.
That's right, I'm still seriously ill and haven't written inscriptions to others for a long time.Please don’t be surprised by Mr. Zhang!Mr. Xie politely rejected Mr. Zhang's request.
Mr. Zhang glanced at Mr. Xie and refused to let him go.
You are a master of archaeology and should have some research on the literature and ink of ancient people.I don’t have to worry about identifying cultural relics for me. Just leave me a picture of it, which is our fate.
The man named Zhang is very polite and refuses to let go.
In this way, today I didn’t bring my pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I will come to Beihai Park to practice calligraphy another day. How about you come to me?Mr. Xie was a little helpless, but he didn't say it clearly.
The man surnamed Zhang heard the reluctance in Mr. Xie's words and couldn't help but say contemptuously: Mr. Xie, you are a famous figure in Binjiang.Everyone says that your words are valuable, can't you help me?You make countless money every year because of antiques.Is there a word missing?
Seeing that the man surnamed Zhang turned against him, Mr. Xie couldn't help but confront him: Which eye did you see that I made money because of antiques?Everyone knows that I only donate and never sell it.They are all precious gifts left by our ancestors. Why do we decide the life and death of these cultural relics?
Seeing Mr. Xie glaring at him, the man named Zhang muttered in a low voice: Isn’t it just to make money?You raise the price of antique calligraphy and paintings just to make your own profit!
The man left angrily, leaving Mr. Xie for a moment of mania.
Teacher Xie, don’t listen to boring people’s random advice!You are a master of the archaeology and a respected teacher of the students.With you as a role model, we will have no regrets in this life.
Wei Mingming said with a serious face.
It’s useless to be a scholar. I, an old scholar, drag you down. You should find another job!Mr. Xie couldn't help but sigh heavily, and the helplessness in his expression made people feel distressed.
When they returned to the studio, Zhao Lichen and Qian Zhimei were already waiting outside the door.
Seeing that Mr. Xie's face was not good, Zhao Lichen did not speak.
You are here!Mr. Xie was particularly weak to meet him, and Zhao Lichen respectfully extended his hands and held the back of Mr. Xie's hand that was as dry as tree bark.
Are you angry?I see that your breath is not running smoothly. Do I want me to apply an injection to help you treat it?Zhao Lichen asked softly.
No, you come in and talk!Mr. Xie signaled Wei Mingming to open the door before the four of them entered and sat down.
This is a quaint courtyard, priceless.
Siheyuan itself is an antique. In the early years, the Siheyuan on Binjiang became a useless person in the eyes of new architects.
In urban planning, Siheyuan is the first to be demolished.
As time goes by, the cultural value of Siheyuan has been put on the agenda, and the few Siheyuans left have become Binjiang's new favorites and the prices are extremely high.
Mr. Xie spared no effort to protect the cultural relics left by his ancestors.
The entire courtyard is very quiet, with flowers, plants and accessories clean and the breeze is blowing. Sitting in the yard to enjoy the flowers and birds is also a good place to go.
You guys sit down, I'll go change some clothes!Mr. Xie nodded slightly and turned into the room.
Zhao Lichen and Qian Zhimei stood in the yard and looked at the grass and trees in the courtyard, all envious of Mr. Xie’s old life.
The teacher is angry?Zhao Lichen caught Wei Mingming and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
Wei Mingming originally wanted to keep it secret, but seeing Zhao Lichen's inquiry look on his face, he had to tell the truth.
I just met a lunatic in Beihai Park and insisted on asking the teacher for Mobao.Such a person who does not understand etiquette is really despising!Wei Mingming showed contempt on his face.
Zhao Lichen looked shocked: Didn’t he say that his colleagues from the Public Security Bureau protected Mr. Xie for 24 hours?Why...they aren't there?
I knew that the people from the Public Security Bureau were not reliable, so it would be better for me to let the military send someone over!Qian Zhimei also missed any opportunity from a black market bureau.
No, Mr. Xie’s life is very simple. If it weren’t for the thief at home, we would probably not have contacted the military.Wei Mingming withdrew and prepared tea fruits for several people.
Mr. Xie changed into a dress, swept away the haze, and stood in front of Zhao Lichen in high spirits.
You sit!Zhao Lichen stepped forward to support him, but was rejected by Mr. Xie.
Over the years, I have practiced Tai Chi a lot, and my body is still good.But as old as you are, it is inevitable that all parts will not be easy to use.You just don't think of me as an old man.
Mr. Xie smiled slightly, took out a piece of uncensored jade from his arms and placed it in front of Zhao Lichen.
Zhao Lichen looked at the uncensored jade in front of him carefully and couldn't help but think of the uncensored jade seen on the information.There is almost no difference between the two pieces of uncensored jade. From an outsider's perspective, the things Mr. Xie collects can be fake and real.
Is it this piece of uncensored jade?Zhao Lichen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked with a smile.
Now, it is easy to buy such a rough jade in Binjiang.Even the archaeological expert, I, cannot distinguish it with the naked eye. How high do you think the craftsmanship of modern people has developed to?
Mr. Xie couldn't help but laugh at himself.
Mr. Xie is humble. The things you can like at least 700,000 to 800,000 yuan. Even if they are fakes, they are high-end fakes.Zhao Lichen's skill in flattering is really first-class.
oh?Has Dr. Zhao also studied ancient jade?Mr. Xie tilted his head and looked at Zhao Lichen, unable to help but feel curious.
There is no question of research. When I come to visit you, I always have to do my homework.I have only read a few books about jade and dare not show off in front of Mr. Xie.
Zhao Lichen felt the uncensored jade and couldn't help but feel shocked.
This piece of uncensored jade is warm in winter and cool in summer, leaving people with a breathtaking shock.Such delicate jade is really scary.
Could it be that this piece of uncensored jade is a treasure left by Emperor Kangxi?
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