Director, please respect yourself

In his previous life, Yang Hao, who liked to play, read a piece of news in the newspaper. It said that there was an old man named Zhang Zhiyong in the capital. In order to buy a house for his children, he took all the rags he had collected in his early years and sold them to Panjiayuan.

During the National Day in 2010, he sold for 4 days and earned 110,000. However, there were two chairs that were extremely broken and no one cared about them, so he planned to throw them into the trash can. But on this day, he encountered them. We arrived at Ma Weidu who came to visit Panjiayuan.

Ma Weidu observed it carefully and told him that the official names of these two chairs were "Sitou Huanghuali Official Hat Chair"...

Ever since, these two chairs were restored by experts and put on the China Guardian auction, where they sold for a sky-high price of 23 million yuan.

Now, these two chairs belong to Yang Hao.

"Are these two chairs really valuable?" Wang Fei asked, pinching her nose.

The two tattered chairs were quite big. Yang Hao dismantled them and placed one in the trunk and the other reluctantly on the back seat, which was a bit awkward.

"I don't know either!

However, wouldn’t it be clear if you help me find Ma Weidu to identify it? "Yang Hao answered her with a smile.

"Why me?" Wang Fei was a little unhappy.

"Because you are my creditor and I owe you money. If these two chairs are authenticated as antiques from the Ming Dynasty, I might be able to sell them for thousands or eight million.

Can't I pay you back some of the money first then? "

"Thousands and eight million...you are so beautiful!"

Taking out her sunglasses from her bag and putting them on, Wang Fei decided to ignore this dreamy boy.

"Sister Fei..."

"Um?"

"How is your relationship with Xiao Xie recently?"

"Xiao Xie...who is it?"

But as soon as the words came out, Wang Fei, who was wearing sunglasses on her nose, rolled her eyes, then leaned on the back of the chair and said:

"Guanfu Museum, No. 18, Jinnan Road, Zhangwanfen, Dashanzi. Wake me up when you get there."

"Okay, you can rest."

Yang Hao replied and started driving the car seriously.

Guanfu Museum

It is located at No. 18, Jinnan Road, Zhangwanfen, Dashanzi, Chaoyang, Beijing, with a total area of ​​eight acres. It is a non-state-owned museum and the first private museum in China founded by collector Ma Weidu. It is known as the "treasure bowl" of the people. It was officially opened in Beijing in 1997 and is open to the public.

Ma Weidu is the founder and director, and the museum has a board of directors system.

In 2004, the Guanfu Museum was expanded and now has six exhibition halls including the Furniture Hall, Ceramics Hall, Doors and Windows Hall, Oil Painting Hall, Crafts Hall and Multi-Function Hall.

Guanfu Museum currently has thousands of cultural relics passed down from generation to generation, showing the charm of Chinese classical culture to every visitor.

In the "First Annual Ranking of Chinese Collections" announced on June 18, 2004, Guanfu Museum was selected as one of the top ten private museums in China.

The car drove to the parking lot at the entrance of the museum. Yang Hao got out of the car and was reading the sign at the entrance of the museum. Suddenly, an old man walked out of this relatively large museum. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and saw Yang Hao. A smiling look.

"Yang Hao..."

"Yes, Teacher Ma!"

Whether you are in the entertainment, sports or literary circles, when you see this old man, most people call him Master Ma, but Yang Hao thinks it is more appropriate to call him Teacher Ma, and let the brothers call you Master, haha..., brothers also I really can’t scream.

"Where's Wang Fei?"

Ma Weidu, who was holding hands with Yang Hao, looked around and saw that no one was around.

"Sitting in the car sleeping."

Yang Hao smiled and opened the passenger door. At this moment, Ma Weidu saw a woman with very long legs leaning on the seat and soundly asleep.

"Ha ha…"

Ma Weidu laughed.

"She must have played mahjong for a long time last night, otherwise, she wouldn't have made such a mistake...eh."

At this point, Ma Weidu was suddenly startled, apparently seeing the chair on the back seat of the car.

"Is this what you asked me to identify?"

"Yes, Teacher Ma, could you please give me a look and see how much this thing is worth?" Yang Hao acted quickly, first closing the passenger door, letting Wang Fei sleep soundly, and then left The door on the back seat opens.

"Huanghuali..."

Just taking out the chair legs, weighing them in his hands, and looking at the texture of the wood, Ma Weidu immediately knew what material it was made of.

At this time, Yang Hao had already taken out the chair legs, chair back, seat surface, etc. from the car and carefully placed them on the ground.

Ma Weidu obviously knows his stuff.

After three times, five times and two times, the shape of this chair was basically spelled out. Then he looked at the chair and shook his head.

"Pity!"

"What's the pity, Teacher Ma?" Hearing what he said, Yang Hao's heart tightened. He still wants to use this thing to repay Wang Fei's debt. Didn't you see that for this, I even went to the road show of "Embroidered Spring Knife"? I didn’t go, and we can’t let anything go wrong now.

"It's a pity that there is only one chair. You must know that these "four-year-old huanghuali official hat chairs" are the most valuable in pairs."

"How much is a pair worth, Mr. Ma?"

The person who asked this question was Wang Fei. At this moment, she had already got out of the car.

"If it's a pair, I'll find a master to help you repair it. It's almost worth this amount." Ma Weidu held out two fingers.

"What, 2 million, yes, Yang Hao, you can sell something for 20,000 yuan for 2 million.

Come on, come on, let Mr. Ma take a look at another chair that is slightly better..."

But before Wang Fei finished speaking, Ma Weidu looked at her with a disgusted expression.

"What 2 million? I said 20 million. You know, the cost of repairing just two chairs is more than a million.

But since you have another chair, take it out and let me take a look at it. "

…

One o'clock in the afternoon.

After signing the contract in the Guanfu Museum, Ma Weidu, the so-called master, took away the two chairs, and also took away the maintenance cost of 1 million. They originally asked for 1.5 million, but for Lao Ma's sake Yes, I still saved so much money.

It seemed that Wang Fei and Ma Weidu were indeed very familiar with each other, so much so that she came to Ma Weidu for business, but asked Ma Weidu to treat them to dinner.

Ma Weidu really fell in love with her. Without saying a word, he picked up the phone and ordered a meal from Lijia Cuisine.

When others order food at Lijia Cuisine, they have to make reservations in advance and have to go to No. 11 Yangfang Hutong to eat. But here in Ma Weidu, you don't have to go to that trouble. If you want to eat well, it's just a matter of words.

"Yang Hao..."

"Um?"

"Last night, I watched the movie "Xiu Chun Knife" directed by you. I thought it was very good. Not to mention that the plot is very exquisitely designed. Let's talk about the costumes in the movie. They are very close to the era of the late Ming Dynasty. Wei Zhongxian Wearing a red robe, Ma Yun, an eighth-rank official, wears a green robe. Well, there is also the flying fish suit of the Jin Yiwei...

Oh, by the way, the props in the movie are also very sophisticated. For example, the two chairs you brought here today, the four-year-old official hat chair, have appeared repeatedly in the movie. Of course, they are just these two chairs. The material is huanghuali. "

"Hehe, not bad, Teacher Ma!

It was precisely because I had researched the furniture of the Ming Dynasty when I was writing the script that I made such a mistake today. "

At this point, Yang Hao suddenly paused and said, "Teacher Ma, you should be very familiar with Mr. Zheng Xiaolong, the director of "The Legend of Zhen Huan", right?"