In the apocalypse of natural disasters, ordinary people can still live wonderfully

Judging from Lin Xiao's limited knowledge of antique appraisal, this lotus by Zhang Daqian is an authentic work!

Zhang Daqian Lotus

But isn’t this painting in the hands of Wang Hongwen, a famous scholar in the province?

How did you get here? And being spread out on the ground so casually?

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man with burning eyes: "Old sir, what is your surname?"

After hearing the question, the old man, who originally had no hope, had a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

He has been setting up a stall here for more than ten days, but no one is even looking at it, let alone asking.

Now someone actually came to ask, and he quickly replied: "My surname is Wang."

Lin Xiao stood up excitedly: "Mr. Wang Hongwen?"

The old man's eyes were filled with confusion: "Do you know me?"

"It's really you! Mr. Wang, we have met once. I accompanied my leader Li Jinpeng to your home to appreciate calligraphy and paintings. This was the painting I saw at that time!" Lin Xiao was extremely excited, leaning forward and stretching out Show your hands.

Mr. Wang also stretched out his hands and held Lin Xiao's.

There was joy in his eyes and even more shyness as he said: "You are Jin Peng's subordinate. I'm glad to meet you."

After the two exchanged their names, Lin Xiao asked hesitantly: "What are you doing? Are you thinking of selling the painting?"

"Alas!" Mr. Wang sighed. The embarrassment in his eyes caused by being bumped into by others turned into decadence.

"This natural disaster has lasted for too long! Although my wife and I are the only two people at home, we can't eat much, but my wife is sick. I used a lot of food in exchange for medicine, but my wife still hasn't fully recovered.

Now that there is no food at home, I just want to take these things to exchange for some food and some medicine. After all, the things are dead, but if my wife is gone, what’s the point of living alone? "

At this point, Mr. Wang was choked with tears.

Lin Xiao couldn't bear it when he heard this: "What's wrong with Teacher Yue?"

“She has diabetes, but now she has run out of insulin and her blood pressure has not come down.

I exchanged a few tubes of insulin for her, which was enough for half a month. However, just replacing the insulin would use up all my food. If I wanted to change her antihypertensive medicine, I would have to pay for the food.

I have no choice but to sell these most valuable things, hoping to buy some antihypertensive medicine for the old woman. "

"How much food do you need now in exchange for antihypertensive medicine?"

"A bottle of antihypertensive medicine can last for 20 days, but it requires 100 kilograms of polished rice." Mr. Wang's face was filled with bitterness.

"Are you planning to exchange Zhang Daqian's painting for 100 kilograms of polished rice?"

Mr. Wang nodded and shook his head: "Yes, I wanted to exchange it, but the treasure I bought at a huge price is now just a piece of waste paper!

I have been here for more than ten days, and no one has asked, or even stopped to take a look!

I'm really... really... desperate! "

Mr. Wang's words were deep and full of sadness.

After hearing what Mr. Wang said, Lin Xiao was shocked.

If Lin Xiao remembers correctly the lotus painting by Zhang Daqian, Mr. Wang originally spent more than 1000 million to buy it!

But now, he only needs 100 kilograms of rice? Are you going to take it out?

Lin Xiao's shock was even more frantic.

In the past, he didn't have 1000 million and couldn't afford it, but now, he has 100 kilograms of rice!

But while he was excited, he was full of hesitation. Was he robbing by doing this?

Gu Yuan understood Lin Xiao's confusion, and so did Mr. Wang who was standing opposite.

Mr. Wang looked at Lin Xiao with hopeful eyes and asked, "Do you want this painting?"

At the same time, Mr. Wang's voice was full of urgency: "I guarantee it is authentic! Absolutely authentic! This is the one you and Jin Peng saw at my house!"

"I..." Lin Xiao was really embarrassed.

He really wanted to say, I want it!

If the person standing opposite was a stranger, he would answer this without hesitation.

But now the person standing across from me is not only someone I know, but also someone who has made great contributions to society.

Opposite me, Wang Hongwen, is not only a university professor at a provincial university, but also the author of several best-selling books.

Throughout his life, he devoted himself to cultural education and used his lifelong enthusiasm to teach and educate people. It is no exaggeration to say that he truly achieved success all over the world.

The several educational books he has written are not only humorous in language, but also explain the principles in simple and profound terms, which have benefited many young people a lot.

His wife's surname is Yue, and she is also a professor at a provincial university. Not only was she hired back to the university after retirement, but her achievements in her life are no less than those of Mr. Wang.

The most important thing is that Mr. Wang learned all his appreciation of antiques from Teacher Yue.

Mrs. Yue is a young lady from the Republic of China. She has seen countless antique calligraphy and paintings since she was a child.

Although his family fortune fell into decline in the end, his vision cannot be lost.

Moreover, these two elders had no children in their lives. Although they had disciples all over the world, they never raised any children of their own.

Therefore, it was really shameful for Lin Xiao to take advantage of these two old men.

Looking at Lin Xiao, who was so troubled that his eyes were about to cramp, Gu Yuan poked him with his elbow: "How about we accept it?"

"But!" Lin Xiao was still struggling.

Gu Yuan didn't know the reason for Lin Xiao's confusion, but he couldn't stand the tangled look on his face. He said directly to Mr. Wang: "Mr. Wang, do you really only sell this painting for 100 kilograms of polished rice?"

"Really! Really! Are you willing to buy it?" Mr. Wang was overjoyed and quickly answered.

"My brother wants it, so I'll buy it for him!" Gu Yuan replied affirmatively.

"That's great! It's really great!" Mr. Wang was so excited that he almost cried.

too difficult! It’s really difficult! Who would have thought that the treasures of the past are now inferior to a piece of burning paper!

He has no idea of ​​being taken advantage of now. On the contrary, he is particularly grateful to Gu Yuan for his help. His old lady can finally take medicine!

Thinking of this, Mr. Wang was afraid that Gu Yuan would regret it, so he hurriedly rolled up the painting carefully but very quickly and stuffed it into Gu Yuan's hand: "Here you are! Here's the painting for you!"

Gu Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mr. Wang, I don't have any rice with me now. The rice is in the car!"

"Then...that..." Mr. Wang was at a loss.

"How does Mr. Wang plan to get so much rice back?"

"I..." Mr. Wang was suddenly speechless. He was once again fooled by his own ignorance.

The master who was so magnificent in the past has suffered setbacks again and again since the natural disasters began.

He found that he couldn't adapt to the current society at all, and he couldn't survive in such a world.

"Let's take you back and see Teacher Yue by the way." Lin Xiao suddenly suggested at this time.

"Is this... convenient for you?" Mr. Wang wanted to agree, but he was afraid of causing trouble to them.

"No trouble, as long as it's convenient for you."

"I'm convenient! I'm convenient!"

"Then let's leave now?"

"Let's go!"

Mr. Wang quickly rolled up the sheets on the floor, pocketed the dozens of paintings inside, and carried them on his shoulders.

Seeing this, everyone in the Gu family followed Mr. Wang and walked outside the trading market.

The "shopping" the kids had agreed to do was interrupted.