Chapter 2033 A Fortune 5

Feng Qingxue didn't live with Wen Ruyu for a long time, but she knew Wen Ruyu very well because he loved calligraphy and paintings by famous artists from ancient and modern times. It was true that mountains of gold, silver and treasures could not compare to a painting he liked.

So, when Wen Ruyu asked her daughter to bring back four ancient paintings for her, Feng Qingxue was a little bit unbelievable.

Fubao also held his face, looking at the paintings that were unfolded at the same time with great care, and said in an almost worshipful tone: "Grandpa Wen is really too generous, Mom! Such paintings, such unique paintings, paintings that will be lost if damaged, Grandpa Wen gave them to you, and he gave you four in a row! Oh, and more than just paintings."

Feng Qingxue then noticed things other than the ancient paintings, including several volumes of Gu embroidery, a Duan inkstone, a set of jade ornaments of the twelve zodiac animals, and a rosewood pen holder carved with the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove.

"They are all good stuff!" Lu Jiang walked into the hall and said as he picked up the towel hanging on the clothes rack and wiped the sweat off his face.

It was only mid-May, and he was already sweating profusely.

Feng Qingxue poured him a enamel pot of warm boiled water and said, "What brought you back? You're all sweaty."

After listening to her words, Lu Jiang nodded and said, "Although it cannot be summed up in the word 'getting rich', these things are indeed a fortune."

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Lu Jiang followed her up to the third floor, took out a jade bracelet from each of his trouser pockets and handed them to her, "According to what you said, this can also be a small fortune in the future. Even if I can't make as much money as Teacher Wen, this is not bad at all."

Cultural wealth is also wealth.

Normally speaking, someone in his position doesn't need to take the lead in training, but instead spends more time sitting in the office handling work.

"What you said is quite interesting. Yes, it is indeed a fortune, a rare fortune. I must thank the teacher in person tomorrow. He is so good to me." Feng Qingxue carefully rolled up the scroll, personally delivered it to the third floor, and placed it in the blue and white porcelain painting jar that was already filled with more than twenty scrolls, not forgetting to examine it for a moment.

Lu Jiang smiled and said, "Congratulations on making a fortune again."

"That must be really hard work. Sit down and take a rest, and appreciate the painting that the teacher gave me." Feng Qingxue proudly moved the painting in front of her husband, "Look, look, just like your daughter said, they are all unique."

Lu Jiang finished drinking the water and said, "The car broke down and was still a little far from the compound, so I jogged back."

Among the gifts Feng Qingxue gave away in her life were gold, silver, jewelry, and imperial green jadeite that would appreciate three thousand times in value in the future, but the only things she didn't have were cultural relics, calligraphy, or paintings, not a single one.

The unique traditional culture is a treasure that cannot be compared with money.

Feng Qingxue turned her eyes to his face, "Where did it come from?"

"Of course not!" Feng Qingxue said, and then sighed, "Forget about getting rich. No matter how valuable these paintings and calligraphy will be in the future, we can't really sell them."

Although it is not full color, nor is it glass-type, a large section of green is very pure, and a small section of transparency is accompanied by green flowers, which is the tone of sweet sunny green. The ice-type base is very delicate and compact, without obvious granularity, and has very good water head. It is just slightly uneven when held in the hand, which is one of the signs of manual polishing.

Feng Qingxue hadn't received jadeite for a long time, so even though this pair of round bracelets made of the same material were not top quality, she liked them very much.

Lu Jiang sighed, "It's a long story."

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"Then keep it short."

(End of this chapter)