Zhang Hongcheng guessed that there must be people sent by the higher-ups watching in the alley, so he didn't dare to stay any longer. He directly took out three non-staple food coupons, 20 kilograms of grain coupons, and 10 feet of cloth coupons and stuffed them into the old man's pockets.
Deng Chunli was shaking with excitement as he looked at the tickets.
Zhang Hongcheng stuffed the three paintings into his bag and suddenly lowered his voice.
"Don't come tomorrow, the higher-ups will come to investigate!"
Looking at Zhang Hongcheng hurrying away, the old man couldn't help but shudder, and immediately walked out with his head down.
None of those who could make a name for themselves in the palace back then were fools.
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In the evening ward, the bedside lamp in the cadre room was still on.
Zhang Hongcheng was holding a pair of scissors in his hand, which was shaking constantly.
Because the smallest of the three paintings could not fit into the old envelope, it had to be cut into pieces and sent separately to the fat man.
"Ninety-nine percent it's authentic!"
Zhang Hongcheng couldn't bring himself to do it for a long time.
Deng Chunli was chosen to be a eunuch in the palace, so the things he brought out could not be fake.
The smallest one is the manuscript of Su Shi’s "Ode to the Spring Scenery of Dongting Lake"!
But it is more dangerous to keep it in your own hands.
Grit your teeth and close your eyes, click, click, click!
Roll up half of the copybook, fold it carefully, put it in an envelope, put a stamp on it, and go!
Hu Yu's reply was received on the day Zhang Hongcheng was officially discharged from the hospital.
"Godfather, who the hell is so wicked as to cut up the calligraphy? And the way he cut it was so crude and simple."
"A few elderly people who came to help me with the appraisal almost beat me up in front of me!"
"It's an authentic work! This is the original Su Dongpo painting that was lost in the puppet Manchukuo Palace. Which prodigal son is this? I'll fuck him!"
Zhang Hongcheng sent the remaining half back with a gloomy face.
The fat man over there received the old envelope in a hurry and carefully "asked" for the other half.
There was also a small note tucked inside.
"Rebellious son, how dare you insult your great-grandfather?"
Oh my god, it really was Zhang Hongcheng who did this?!
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