Rebirth of the Nine-Three Era

Following them to the parking lot outside, I was surprised to see Master Huang driving a red Ferrari F355 sports car.

Yin Yuan and Lin Wanting opened their eyes wide in surprise.

Huang Yunyu bit his pipe and sat in the cab, while his wife Zhang Mei sat in the passenger seat.

Seeing Yin and Yuan in a daze, Huang Yunyu said with a smile: "Get in the car, have you never seen an old man driving a sports car?"

Yin Yuan opened the door and asked Wanting to hold her son and sit in the back seat, and he also got in.

He said with admiration: "No wonder the teacher is different. Your free and easy temperament cannot be imitated by ordinary young people."

Zhang Mei said: "Young people who want to learn have no qualifications. This sports car costs more than 100 million, how can ordinary people afford it?"

Huang Yunyu said with a smile: "Who are you looking down on? Xiao Yin and his wife can easily afford tens of millions at any time. They just keep a low profile, not as flamboyant as an old man like me."

Yin Yuan said: "I also own a car, I own two villas, I have opened several factories, a decoration company and a construction company, I have developed a residential complex, and I have also planted trees and orchards."

Huang Yunyu clicked his tongue and admired: "Young people are still full of energy and can do so many things."

He started the vehicle and it made a different roar.

Yin Yuan said: "All good cars make different noises, which is good."

Walking on the road, everyone's eyes were focused on this red Ferrari, and Old Man Huang was driving slowly.

Some drivers even deliberately passed the sports car and looked back to see the old man driving the sports car.

A driver even waved to him: "Old man drives a sports car, you are No. 1, you are awesome."

Someone even shouted to him: "Old man, you are driving a sports car, not a tractor. Please drive faster."

Huang Yunyu waved to them and cursed: "I'm not in a hurry, so why are I driving so fast? You're in a hurry to reincarnate. You go ahead, and I won't block your way."

Zhang Mei said to Yin and Yuan: "This old man is like this every time he drives. When people criticize him, he will scold others. Fortunately, no one cares about him."

Master Huang said: "It doesn't matter if you argue with me, I'm not afraid of them if they fight."

Returned to the hotel soon.

Huang Yunyu said: "Xiao Yin will go up and get it alone. Xiao Lin and his son can stay in the car. You won't worry about me, an old man, abducting your wife and children, right?"

Zhang Mei said: "Look, this old man is talking nonsense again."

Yin Yuan went to the room to get the painting.

Lin Wanting sat in the car with them and chatted.

Zhang Mei told her: We also have a son and a daughter, but now they have all run outside.

She also envied them a well-behaved son.

"My daughter is over 30 years old. She is chasing her to find a boyfriend and accuses us of interfering in her life. She does not consider her parents' eagerness to have grandchildren at all."

Huang Yunyu also reached out to tease Yin An Gang.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"Grandpa, my name is Yin Anbang, I am two years old now."

Huang Yunyu chuckled and said, "Hey, I'm two years old, and I can still answer questions. How about going home with my grandparents?"

Yin Anbang looked at his mother and said, "If mom and dad go, I will go."

Zhang Mei said: "My little brother is so smart, no one can abduct him."

Yin Yuan took the suitcase back to the room and kept it safe, took three paintings downstairs, and handed the paintings to Huang Yunyu.

"Ask the teacher for advice."

"It's not about giving advice. Your paintings have their own characteristics and are outstanding in Guangdong Province. To be honest, I think the paintings by Master Guan in your province are not as lifelike as yours."

Ten minutes later, he took the Yin Yuan family to the foot of a mountain a few kilometers away from the National Museum.

A stream passed by in front, and there was no noise or noise around it.

There are several distinctive two-story buildings with walls more than three meters high and classical gates.

He honked the horn and the courtyard door was opened by a middle-aged man.

Lao Huang drove the car into the courtyard.

There is a lotus pond in the distance. Because it is winter, only the remaining flowers and lotuses can be seen inside.

The middle-aged man just now should be playing the role of the Huang family's housekeeper. There are two middle-aged women in the courtyard who are cleaning and removing weeds.

Zhang Mei said to a woman: "Xiao Jiang, cook more food. There are two guests at home for dinner."

She said to Lin Wanting: "Have dinner at home before leaving."

Huang Yunyu took Yin Yuan to look at three of his paintings dedicated to depicting his son's childishness. He pointed out the distinctive features and pointed out certain details that could be improved appropriately to make the painting more perfect.

After hearing his opinion, Yin Yuan nodded frequently and said, "Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading. I have benefited a lot from the teacher's guidance."

Huang Yunyu chuckled and said: "I hate people who play imaginary the most. What I say may not be correct. Maybe your painting is the most perfect now. If you improve it according to what I just said, the visual effect will be It’s completely different.”

He took Yin Yuan into the study room, and Yin Yuan saw that there were many poetry collections on his bookshelf, some of which were even written by himself.

"I didn't expect that the teacher is also a poet. How many poetry collections has the teacher published?"

Huang Yunyu said: "I am still a member of their Writers Association. My poems are more interesting in life than theirs. This is the Aida poet's comment on my poems."

He took two poetry collections he wrote from the bookshelf and handed them to Yin Yuan.

"After reading it, you feel it sucks. You can write a review to scold me."

Yin Yuan said: "I don't know how to write poetry, but I have read a lot of poetry."

He found two more editions of Monkey Mail from the drawer and handed them to Yin Yuan.

"I think when this stamp came out, I was very calm and the sales volume was very low. They didn't have money to pay me the copyright fee, so I took a few hundred stamps from him as the copyright fee and asked me to find a way to give it to them. Find a way out. It’s okay now, I’ve basically dealt with it.”

Huang Yunyu couldn't help but feel filled with emotion when talking about what he experienced after the publication of this edition of Monkey Ticket.

"Remember how many editions were printed at that time? I can't remember. Later, more than half of them couldn't be sold, so I had no choice but to destroy some of them. It wasn't until another edition of the big rooster stamps came out the next year that those stamp collectors seemed to understand. , this is a set of zodiac stamps, and some people started looking for monkey stamps. With the emergence of other zodiac stamps later, the price of my monkey stamps has skyrocketed."

He concluded: "So it's not that the level of my monkey stamps is high, but because the monkey stamps sold very little at first and destroyed more than half of them, resulting in a small number of surviving ones, so they appear valuable, and things are rare and valuable." Well."

Yin Yuan felt that his analysis made sense.

Huang Yunyu took Yin Yuan to see his lotus pond.

He pointed to the entire courtyard and said, "I bought this land and built this courtyard five years ago. Do you know how much it cost?"

He held out five fingers and said: "It's less than 50 yuan. It cost about 50 yuan to buy a courtyard house back then. My courtyard is three times larger than the average courtyard house, but the location is a bit remote. These three houses of mine are antique The architecture and the wall have their own characteristics."

As a reborn person, Yin Yuan certainly knew the prices of courtyard houses in the capital and how they would skyrocket in the next few decades.

In the early 90s, 50 yuan could buy a courtyard house in the second ring road. After four or five years, the price would double, and the same location might cost 100 million yuan.

At this time, it is estimated that the number of courtyard houses outside the Third and Fourth Ring Roads can still be purchased, and the number will double in two years.

20 years later, no one would have thought that the courtyard house originally bought for 50 yuan would directly appreciate in value to [-] million yuan.

Huang Yunyu concluded: "The real estate in Beijing has doubled in four to five years. My courtyard may be worth several million in the future. If I were not obsessed with painting, I would buy a house and wait for its value to increase."

Yin Yuan wanted to tell that this courtyard could be worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions in 20 years, but it was difficult to explain.

Huang Yunyu smiled and said to him: "Xiao Yin, if you are rich, come to the capital to buy a house. I guarantee that the value of your house will double in the future."

Yin Yuan just carried more than 70 in cash, and he had the idea of ​​using it to buy a courtyard house.

He said: "Tomorrow I will buy some newspapers and see if there are any advertisements for courtyard houses for sale."

Huang Yunyu told him: "If you want to buy a courtyard house, you don't have to look for it in newspaper advertisements. There may be some there, but they are not as familiar as some locals."

He found the phone numbers of two people and called them Yin Yuanji.

"This is the same person I found when I bought this courtyard. He specializes in introducing people to buy and rent houses. There is no place in the whole capital that he doesn't know about."

Yin Yuan followed him to the lotus pond and smelled a stench coming from the lotus pond.

The middle-aged man came over and said to him: "Mr. Huang, the sludge in this lotus pond has not been cleaned for several years. There are too many dead lotus branches and dead branches in it, and it will emit a smell. I suggest you hire some help from outside. Workers came in, dug out the lotus roots from the lotus pond, and then cleaned up the dead branches and lotus leaves, so that the air in the courtyard would be fresh."

Huang Yunyu also asked him: "How much does the handwork cost?"

The man said: "It shouldn't cost any money. The lotus roots in the pond are also valuable. Let them dig the lotus roots and clear away the dead branches and dead flowers. There must be someone willing to do it. Tomorrow I will go outside to find a few people to do this."

Huang Yunyu asked: "They dug up the lotus roots. Won't there be no lotus flowers in my lotus pond next year?"

The middle-aged man said: "It is impossible for them to find all the lotus roots. Those who dig lotus roots will consciously leave some lotus roots in the pond, so that they can get more lotus roots every year."

"Then let's find someone to do it. It's true that our lotus root hasn't been dealt with in three or four years."

Yin Yuan just saw a stream outside his wall, and the water level inside was not low.

He suggested: "You can use bamboo tubes to introduce the water into the lotus pond from the stream at the back, so that there will be running water flowing all year round, so that the entire lotus pond will not produce any odor."

Huang Yunyu clapped his hands and applauded after hearing this: "Young people are still open-minded, why didn't I think of this? Xiao Lu, find a construction site and build a dam on the stream behind, connect a water pipe, and divert water into the lotus pond."

The middle-aged man also thought this was a good idea.

Huang Yunyu and Yin Yuan had no choice but to stand in the limelight and watch the remaining branches of the lotus pond in winter.

Huang Yunyu suggested: "How about we use a drawing board to draw a picture of a lotus pond in winter?"

Yin Yuan said: "This is a good idea. I haven't had an animation pen for many days. Today's weather is warm and suitable for painting."

Huang Yunyu went back to get the drawing board and brushes. Zhang Mei said to him: "I'll paint after eating. We can eat soon."

She invited Yin Yuan and Lin Wanting to take their son to dinner.

Several dishes on the table were fried to suit the tastes of Yin and Yuan.

"I didn't expect that the dishes cooked by the teacher's chef are similar to those cooked by the chefs in the south."

Huang Yunyu said with a smile: "My wife is from Gan Province. I have been eating Gan cuisine for many years and have adapted to it, so when we look for a chef, we must also look for someone who can stir-fry Gan cuisine."

Yin Yuan said: "I didn't expect that my wife and I are fellow villagers. I am from Pingxiang and I only went to Jiangming last year."

Zhang Mei said: "I always feel that Xiao Yin speaks with a Gandi accent."

She said happily: "If I come to the capital for business in the future, I must go to my house for a walk."

Both Yin Yuan and Lin Wanting said: "I will often bother the teacher and my wife in the future."

Lin Wanting was chatting with Zhang Mei just now, and she knew that her painting skills were not bad, and were on par with professional painters. Especially in fine brushwork, she also had her own characteristics.

Even Huang Yunyu said that she has her own style in painting.

Lin Wanting secretly said that she was ashamed that she was still a layman in painting. He felt that as a painter's wife, she should at least have a certain level of painting.

She learned a lot from Zhang Shiniang.

In the past few days, she has listened to many masters sharing their painting skills, and she seems to have learned a lot.

After lunch, Huang Yunyu asked Yin Yuan to go to the lotus pond to paint the remaining winter lotuses. She also took her son to watch them paint live.

The two set up their drawing boards and started painting.

Lin Wanting was very interested in watching the two of them paint live. The theoretical lectures were not as good as the master's live practice.

After looking at Master Huang's drawings, I then looked at Yin Yuan's paintings and felt that the two paintings were of similar quality.

She couldn't tell the difference anyway.

After the painting was completed, Huang Yunyu suggested: "Xiao Yin, you and I are very close, why don't you give me the painting you painted, and give you the painting I painted."

Yin Yuan said: "In this case, I will take advantage of the teacher."

Huang Yunyu said: "When you reach my age, your achievements will definitely be higher than mine, and your paintings will definitely be more valuable than mine, so I take advantage of you."

Yin Yuan exchanged paintings with him.

They wanted to go back to the hotel, but Huang Yunyu insisted on taking them back by himself.

Yin Yuan said that just calling a taxi outside would save the teacher from having to make a special trip.

Huang Yunyu said: "You don't know, I, an old man, often drive out to wander around when I am bored."

He sent Yin Yuan's family back to the hotel, turned around and left.

Back in the dormitory, he called the real estate agent Zheng Kun that Master Huang had given him.

"Hello, Brother Zheng. It was Master Huang who told me your phone number. I wanted to ask you if you know of any other places where Siheyuan is sold?"

He knew that their agency would help people buy and sell a courtyard house, and the commission would not be small.

Therefore, these people will be very proactive when it comes to business.

Zheng Kun said happily: "I know Master Huang. His courtyard was sold to him through my introduction. At that time, it was the construction company I helped him find. Boss, how big a courtyard do you want to buy? Are there any regulations on the location?"

Yin Yuan thought: It’s not like buying it to live in. The size doesn’t matter, the key is that the price is right.