Reborn Dad, I Got Rich From Selling Tea Eggs

Chapter 331 Master Wu Wearing Old Man's Shirt And Slippers

Before I knew it, two days passed, and it was the day of the wedding ceremony.

The banquet was scheduled to start at eight o'clock in the morning, and Lin Jue's invitation letters were all distributed out a few days in advance.

The villagers from Jinlong Village made an agreement together, rented a few cars and set off to the town.

Village Chief Yang and others arrived early, and they all shouted in amazement when they saw the interior of the restaurant with such a gorgeous decoration.

Yang Tiande stayed in the village all his life and rarely went out to see the outside world.

At this time, he went out with his youngest daughter Yang Xiaofang, and it was really an amazing scene.

"Look at the decoration here! All the oiled paper umbrellas I made for Lin Jue are hung on the ceiling. So this is how this oiled paper umbrella is used!" When he looked up, there was an oiled paper umbrella chandelier on top.

The oil-paper umbrella, which was originally ordinary in his hands, fell into Lin Jue's hands, and it had a new life. He couldn't imagine that this thing could be used like this.

The little girl Yang Xiaofang also opened her eyes wide, screaming in amazement at the various paintings and wooden carvings in the restaurant.

"Dad, look! That ink painting looks like our Jinlong Village? It's too beautiful, isn't it? This painting is worth a lot of money." Yang Xiaofang stood in front of Peach Blossom Spring and marveled.

Yang Tiande limped closer and said, "Girl, this painting is not about our Jinlong Village, but Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring. Look at the calligraphy on the top. It is a running script, which is the original text of the article."

Yang Tiande immediately saw the mystery behind this, he was considered an intellectual in Jinlong Village.

Many villagers in the village are illiterate. Occasionally, when they need to read, many villagers will come to him for help. Biqu library

The two of them discussed here, and soon attracted many other guests.

More than a dozen people gathered in front of the painting, actively discussing it.

"By the way, this painting is so good, is it the painting of some famous artist?"

"It can't be a famous artist. Boss Lin spent so much money decorating this restaurant. The decorations and seats in this room are all custom-made by Master Yang Shouzheng. These alone cost a lot of money. If you want to buy paintings by famous artists, wouldn’t you be going bankrupt.”

Uncle Wang Youde also came over at this time and said: "The style of this painting is

It's really good, the painter alone costs a lot of money, and the name written on the signature is Wu Minzhong. I've never heard of this name, is it some unknown artist? "

They talked a lot. At this time, the owner of Drunkard Building heard that a new restaurant was going to open on Heping Street. Out of curiosity about his competitors, he also came to visit.

Fang Zhilong took Liu Mei, the manager of his restaurant, into Taoyuan together.

As soon as they stepped into the restaurant, the two of them were surprised by the interior decoration style.

Fang Zhilong's expression could still remain calm, but Liu Mei couldn't help but marvel, "Boss, the decoration level of this newly opened restaurant is no worse than ours. It must cost a lot of money."

Liu Mei was shocked. She had seen other high-end restaurants on Heping Street before, and went to investigate and taste the dishes of the restaurant.

Only in this way can we know ourselves and the enemy and understand the level of competitors.

But most of the restaurants are not doing very well, and they are not qualified to compete with Zui Ong Lou.

But as soon as they entered this store, they felt that the whole atmosphere was completely different.

The decoration design is too ingenious, the chandelier on the ceiling is actually an oil-paper umbrella, and the carving of the wooden seats is also excellent, there is nothing wrong with it.

Fang Zhilong had a serious expression, and after looking around, he was secretly startled.

He noticed that many people gathered around an ink painting, pointing fingers. He usually likes to collect all kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings, so he also became interested at this time and walked over to have a look.

After finally squeezing into the crowd, he recognized at a glance that it was the famous master of traditional Chinese painting, Wu Minzhong's masterpiece, The Story of Peach Blossom Spring.

When he participated in the art exhibition before, he had seen Wu Minzhong's work, and this painting was exactly the same as he remembered.

He frowned and said, "This is the work of Wu Minzhong, a master of Chinese painting. A Hong Kong businessman offered 3 million yuan to buy it, but Master Wu refused. How did this painting appear here?"

He couldn't believe that the painting was authentic.

But this painting is indeed exactly the same as he remembered, probably a high-level imitation.

The owner of the restaurant probably hired a powerful painter to reproduce a painting.

As soon as Fang Zhilong's words fell, the onlookers immediately became restless.

Even Wang Youde is full of disbelief

Said: "If this painting is genuine, then it's worth it? Although Lin Jue is rich, he certainly can't afford a three million painting now. This painting is definitely a fake."

"It is indeed more likely that it is a fake. Lin Jue is not so good. It is a waste of money to spend three million to buy a painting. There is no need to swell your face like this." Yang Tiande is also like this want.

A group of people are guessing whether this painting is genuine or a fake.

At this time, Lin Jue suddenly appeared at the door of the restaurant to greet a distinguished guest, and Wu Minzhong himself actually came over in person.

The old man dressed more casually, adding flip-flops, an old man's shirt, and a cattail fan, and walked slowly to Heping Street.

Wu Minzhong smiled very friendly. When he saw Lin Jue, he shook hands with him and stuffed a big red envelope into his arms, "Lin Jue, congratulations on your wedding. As an elder, I prepared a red envelope for you. You Take it."

Lin Jue touched the thick stack of red envelopes, which is quite a lot.

At least twenty red tickets.

"This red envelope is too big. I'm very happy that you can come here every now and then, so I don't need to give the red envelope!" Lin Jue hurriedly stuffed the red envelope back.

Wu Minzhong stuffed it back for him again, "Hey, I'm out of luck! It's just a little care, I'm not short of money as an old man, so why bother me with a red envelope, hurry up and take it!"

Wu Minzhong repeatedly pushed back, but Lin Jue had no choice but to accept it.

He took Wu Minzhong into the restaurant. As soon as he entered, he found that his painting was hung in the center.

The old man laughed and said: "You really flatter me, hang my painting in the most conspicuous place, and I will be embarrassed to see it when I come here to eat in the future."

Lin Jue brought the old man to the side of the painting. Many people thought he was just an ordinary old man, but Fang Zhilong recognized his identity at a glance.

He walked forward with a face full of astonishment, shook hands with the other party and said hello: "You are Master Wu, I had the honor to meet you once at your private art exhibition a few years ago."

Wu Minzhong didn't have much impression of the middle-aged man in long gown in front of him, but he shook hands with him anyway.

"I didn't expect that people would recognize me when I go out dressed like this old man. Hahaha, it seems that I am not low-key enough usually!"