After hearing this, Yang Xiuwen was surprised and said: "Master, this standard is too high. To promote a humble citizen, you have to be personally cared for by the leader. It's an exaggeration."

Zhou Xingwen was amused by his words.

He hit him and said, "Okay, the master is here, you don't need to worry about it. You need a seal after you finish the painting. I carved a seal for you. It's your pen name. Think of it as a gift for the opening of your shop."

He took out a chicken yellow stone seal from his pocket and handed it to Yang Xiuwen. He took it with both hands and bowed to thank him and said, "Thank you, master. People say that a master is like a father. I will call you Dad Zhou from now on."

Zhou Xingwen was amused by him and burst into laughter.

Yang Xiuwen heard Cao Guoqing's voice downstairs and remembered that he had something else to do today.

He shouted, "Uncle Zhang, Brother Cao, come up here." After that, he said to Zhou Xingwen: "Master, I may have made a fortune."

Then he handed Zhou Xingwen the copper coins and God of Wealth wrapped in soft cloth.

Cao Guoqing came up with Zhang Li with the new business license.

Yang Xiuwen pointed to the desk and said, "Uncle Zhang, take a look too."

Zhou Xingwen opened the soft cloth, and the first thing that caught his eyes was Huang Caishen, and his pupils shrank.

He took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on his hands, then picked up the God of Wealth and looked at it carefully.

Uncle Zhang also put on his gloves and picked up the copper coin.

After a moment, the two of them said at the same time, "Tibetan gilded god of wealth." "Qing Zhenku".

The two authorities in the antique world looked at the objects in their hands and remained silent for a long time.

In particular, Zhang Li looked back at Yang Xiuwen and said excitedly, "Xiuwen, you know what this means. It fills the gap that Xi'an Museum has no collections. It's a treasure trove of money."

After an unknown amount of time passed, and after the two of them calmed down, he talked about how he got the treasure.

Cao Guoqing was dumbfounded. He was there at the time, but he found a small golden turtle.

Zhang Li gave an estimate of one thousand, but as for Yang Xiuwen...it's fucking incomparable.

No, I will take Xiuwen to the night market today. He knows all the night markets in Xi'an.

At this time, Zhou Xingwen and Zhang Li looked at each other, and then said, "Xiuwen, what do you plan to do with these two objects?"

Yang Xiuwen saw the eye contact between the two of them and understood what it meant.

So he said, "Master, I plan to let you handle it. You can handle it how you want to handle it."

Zhou Xingwen nodded happily and said, "This is what we thought. If the God of Wealth is sold, it will cost about 600,000 yuan. The treasure money from the town treasury will be donated to the museum. We will set up a position in the Cultural Bureau for you. You don't have to go to work. There will also be some compensation. Maybe

not much".

Yang Xiuwen nodded and expressed no objection.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Zhang Li quickly went downstairs to make a phone call.

After leaving Wenbaozhai, Cao Guoqing's eyes were shining, and he pulled Yang Xiuwen and walked to the bus stop.

Yang Xiuwen knew what he was thinking, so he grabbed him and said, "My brother, what time is it now? The night market hasn't started yet."

Cao Guoqing was stunned at this time and said with a smile, "Xiuwen, I'm sorry, I'm too excited. But these days, you must visit all the night markets with me."

"Okay, why don't I promise you?" Yang Xiuwen said.

But he was also thinking about going around again and picking up some things to put in the store.

For three days, Cao Guoqing took him around the night market stalls in the city and found a lot of things.

The two agreed, Yang Xiuwen nodded, and he went to negotiate the price.

He collected six or seven pieces of jade, one Qing Dynasty incense burner, two Qing Dynasty blue and white small bowls from the official kiln, and two volumes of calligraphy and painting from the Republic of China period.

The two thousand flowers that Yang Xiuwen promised him were all clean, and he also borrowed six hundred from him.

Yang Xiuwen had more than him. He collected more than a dozen pieces of jade, including a three-legged copper incense burner from the mid-Qing Dynasty and a blue and white Yunlong stove from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty.

There is a picture of visitors on a moonlit night from the Ming Dynasty, and a picture of holding a fan in the spring breeze from Tang Dynasty. Both volumes of pictures are about the universe in the painting.

There is a layer of other paintings covering it. If you didn't have a clairvoyance, you would have missed it.

The two of them were sitting in the shop laughing, and passers-by outside thought they were crazy.

Yang Xiuwen sighed in his heart, "Fortunately it's the 1990s. In a few years, collecting will be booming across the country and you won't be able to find anything."

He appraised Cao Guoqing's antiques and found that they were worth about eight or nine thousand. He said to Cao Guoqing, "Brother Cao, sell these things you bought. What I bought will be put in the store to prop up the store. Don't go to the night market for a short time."

, there are no good things anymore, keep the jade, it will appreciate in value in the future.”

Today is the opening day, he and Cao Guoqing came early. A red carpet was laid out at the door.

The plaque was covered with a piece of red silk.

In the Duobao Pavilion were the incense burner and the blue and white cloud and dragon burner that he bought, but the two paintings were not taken out.

Because he hadn't had time to let the master handle it, seven or eight calligraphy and paintings were hung, all written and painted by himself.

The glass cabinet next to the counter contains all the jade and copper coins he has had since his rebirth.
Chapter completed!