Living like a salted fish in the end times

Chapter 157 The Twins' Birthday
More than a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

After get off work, Steven brought back three oil paintings.

One of Monet's "Water Lilies", one of Van Gogh's "Cypresses in a Wheat Field", and one of Picasso's "Weeping Woman".

These three oil paintings were all sold in the last two days, and all of them are masterpieces of famous artists, and they are masterpieces.

"Dad, Zhang Hao, I brought the painting back."

"Steven, be careful, I'll help you."

Zhang Hao quickly ran out of the gate and helped carry the oil paintings in. The walls of the house were bare, and it was just right to hang a few oil paintings, so it seemed more cultural.

Zhang Chongxin's face was filled with excitement immediately: "It's finally taken down, I thought they wouldn't want to sell it?"

"Impossible. It's a buyer's market now. I've seen it for a long time. They won't last long."

Zhang Hao vowed.

"Thanks to Steven this time, Steven is a fellow villager with them, and people are more willing to trust him."

Steven smiled wryly and shook his head: "Dad, to be honest, I regret buying these three oil paintings now. The collection market is too sluggish right now. Maybe these oil paintings will fall into our hands."

These three oil paintings cost a total of 300 million, plus dozens of other lesser oil paintings, which cost a little less than 8000 million. It is really a waste of money, and the working capital in the store has almost bottomed out.

"Steven, it's okay." Zhang Hao comforted with a smile, "I really can't sell it. I can collect it myself. If it was changed to before, it would be a blessing to be able to collect one."

"The fourth brother is right. These painters are not ordinary people. Even a rough old man like me has heard of them. The key price is so cheap, so they will definitely not suffer." Zhang Chongxin immediately echoed.

"Okay, where are these three paintings going to be hung?"

Steven nodded.

He also knew that his brother-in-law was not short of money.

It can be said that "money is hard to buy, I am happy".

"Let's just hang it on the wall of the stairs. I will collect a few more famous paintings in the future, and try to hang all the walls."

Zhang Hao said with confidence.

It would be perfect if we could get the "Mona Lisa". This is the ceiling of the oil painting world, but the probability is too low, almost impossible.

"I'll get the hammer and the nail."

Zhang Chongxin left a word, and immediately walked to the utility room.

Steven took the opportunity to test: "Zhang Hao, the two hundred million you transferred is almost used up, should we stop for a while?"

"Are there still no customers coming?"

"Yes, but not many. In total, dozens of copper coins were sold, which is simply a drop in the bucket."

"Forget it, I'll transfer another million yuan to you later, it's rare for the old man to be happy, and it's worth spending more money." Zhang Hao said sincerely.

Steven looked around, and then reported softly: "Zhang Hao, a big customer came to the store today and wanted to sell a batch of calligraphy and painting, but the origin of this batch is unknown, should we accept it?"

"The origin is unknown? Can you tell me carefully?"

Zhang Hao hurriedly asked.

"You must also know that since the eruption of the Sulfur Rock Volcano, the whole of North America has been in chaos. It is normal for someone to take advantage of the fire."

Steven put it mildly.

Zhang Hao frowned slightly: "You mean...these things can only be kept privately, not made public?"

"Yes, that's what it means."

"What about the price?"

If the price is cheap, Zhang Hao doesn't mind taking it.

"There are a total of 120 works, with a package price of million yuan. I have asked someone to evaluate them. If they are all authentic works, they will be worth at least to million yuan."

"Where did this batch of paintings come from?"

"According to the other party, these paintings originally belonged to the Boston Museum of Fine Arts, which is a 114-year-old art museum best known for its oriental artworks."

"Oriental art?"

Zhang Hao was thoughtful.

"Yes, I have read a part of the catalog, and there are several calligraphy works, all of which are famous calligraphers in ancient Daxia." Steven recalled.

Zhang Hao immediately made a decision: "You tell the other party tomorrow that we have accepted this batch."

The mainland had a dark past before, which led to the loss of many cultural relics. Although the Federation has been established for 87 years, many cultural relics cannot be recovered.

This not only involves huge interests, but also facilitates cultural exchanges between major regions, so the official attitude is basically to turn a blind eye and close one eye, which is equivalent to acquiescing.

Now that he had the opportunity to get some of the cultural relics back, he was of course unwilling to give up. After all, no matter how nice the official words were, they could not cover up that humiliating history.

"Okay, I'll talk about it myself tomorrow."

Steven nodded solemnly.

"You must be careful. Since these people dare to take advantage of the fire to rob, it means that they are not good people. Don't put yourself in danger."

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

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At dinner time, Li Dajuan heard that there were three more precious oil paintings at home, and told her grandchildren to pay attention on the spot and not to damage these oil paintings.

The twins naturally obediently agreed.

Next, Zhou's mother talked about the birthdays of her grandchildren: "Xiaohao, this Sunday is the birthday of Big Pudding and Little Pudding. You promised them... you will bring your new mother back, don't you forget?"

This matter is more sensitive to her, and it is most appropriate for her to bring it up.

"Dad, Dad, I want a new mother."

"Father, adults can't lie."

The twins followed suit.

Zhang Hao smiled and nodded: "I've already made an agreement with Hua Qing, I will bring her over this weekend to help Big Pudding and his brothers celebrate their birthdays."

His girlfriend is thin-skinned. Although the two families are very close, she has never come to the door. This time, he finally persuaded the other party by taking advantage of his sons' birthdays.

As long as you close the door, the next step will be fast.

"It should have been like this a long time ago. You two have been in love for several months. It's time to bring her back and show us. Later, we will find time to meet her parents and fix the date of your wedding."

Li Dajuan couldn't help nagging.

Zhang Hao was surprised: "Mom, will this be too fast?"

"Hurry up? It's not too late for this matter. I'm trying to have the wedding at the end of the year. Things are volatile these days. Who knows what will happen next."

"I have no objection, I'm just afraid that Hua Qing..."

Zhang Hao didn't dare to force him too much, for fear of self-defeating.

Although the two became official boyfriend and girlfriend, they were limited to this, and there was no further intimacy, mainly because Yang Huaqing was too shy.

Li Dajuan waved her hand: "You are usually busy with work, so don't worry about this matter. I will discuss it with Huaqing's parents. As far as I know, Huaqing is the most filial child. It shouldn't be difficult to persuade him."

"Well, just do it your old way."

Zhang Hao is naturally happy to see the success.

Get married earlier, and you can give your sons a younger sister sooner. The two little guys have been longing for it for a long time.

(End of this chapter)