"What? A thousand yuan?" Jin Ju was shocked. "Brother, you're overthinking it. Just these three shrimps?"
"Really, don't even think about that thousand bucks."
Tian Yuzhu stood up straight.
"Oh, if I had known it wasn't worth a thousand bucks, I should have sold it to that black market collector before the New Year. He offered me a thousand bucks, but I didn't sell it."
The fat boss felt that he had missed the best opportunity and was regretting it deeply.
Tian Yuzhu was amused by him and laughed: "Don't regret it. I said don't think about the thousand yuan, but I didn't say the painting is not worth it. What I meant is that this painting is worth more than a thousand yuan."
"real?"
The fat boss's face instantly broke into a chrysanthemum smile: "How much is it worth?"
Tian Yuzhu pointed to a corner and said, "This painting is authentic, but there is a flaw here, which was repaired by the previous collector."
The fat boss scratched his head and thought for a moment: "Really? I remember when I was a child, my grandfather took this painting out and said he wanted to find someone to repair it."
He didn't expect that Tian Yuzhu could even see this.
"Did your grandfather tell you the value of this painting at that time?" Tian Yuzhu asked.
"No, actually, Grandpa doesn't know much about painting. He just said that when he was young, he saved someone and the painting was given to him by that person. When the person gave him the painting, he told him to keep it well and that if he ever had to go hungry, he could use the painting as a last resort."
"Later, my grandfather took good care of it. Even though our family was very poor, he would not allow us to touch the painting."
Tian Yuzhu tsked her lips and said, "Fortunately, your family didn't pawn it. It's a pity that only this corner has been repaired. If it hadn't been repaired, the painting would be perfect."
"Fat Brother, if you believe me, listen to me. You must keep this painting well in the future and never sell it casually. If you can keep it for more than fifteen years, this painting will be worth millions."
"What?"
"What?"
"Don't scare me?!"
Three frightened faces filled with shocked question marks.
Millions?
This is a number that people of this generation dare not even imagine. It is so scary that it makes everyone's brain circuits crash.
Tian Yuzhu smiled bitterly: "I'm serious, believe it or not."
The next second, the stunned fat boss's hands were shaking: "I believe it, I believe it."
Of course he believed it. Firstly, he believed in Tian Yuzhu's ability. Secondly, he remembered the person who gave him the painting as a gift from his grandfather when he was a child. It was hard to say whether he was the master of a wealthy family.
It seems that this painting is indeed precious.
"It's over!"
The fat boss, having come to his senses, suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "I didn't know the painting was so valuable before, so I just put it on the cabinet in my room. Now that I know it's worth a fortune, what should I do with it?"
It’s so valuable that I suddenly feel it’s not safe no matter where I put it.
Hu Weiguo also recovered and said, "Why not put it in our company's safe?"
"That won't work. After all, it's not under my supervision. I can't sleep at night." The fat boss was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat.
In the past, when he took out a painting to look at it, he would just pick it up casually, and at most he would be careful not to tear it.
Now it’s no use. He quickly turned around and searched in the drawer for a long time, and found a pair of knitted gloves: “Boss Tian, do I have to wear gloves before I can touch it from now on?”
He noticed that Tian Yuzhu's fingers did not touch the painting at all.
Tian Yuzhu nodded: "In theory, yes. After all, hands will sweat, which will cause varying degrees of contamination to ancient paintings. I'd better be more careful in the future!"
"Yes, yes, I'll be sure to pay attention next time." The fat boss put on gloves: "But where do I put it?"
Everyone was a little bit at a loss.
Tian Yuzhu thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you keep it in the bank? Brother Hu must know about this. Ask him to take you to the bank and rent a safe deposit box to keep it there."
Hu Weiguo had just thought of this idea, but almost no one knew about renting a safe.
Earlier, capitalists rented safe deposit boxes in banks to store gold bars and other items.
"Listen to my sister, I'll go to the bank with you tomorrow..."
"What tomorrow? Let's go now."
The fat boss couldn't wait even a minute, so he quickly rolled up the painting with his gloved hands.
He carefully put it into the cloth bag: "Let's go, the bank is not closed yet! By the way, Boss Tian, you two can have tea at home..."
"No need, let's go back to the guesthouse first. You guys go ahead and do your work. We can talk about other things another day."
After a busy day, Tian Yuzhu just wanted to lie in bed and rest.
Besides, they would not feel comfortable staying at home when their master is not at home.
Jinju also suggested leaving now. They had been to the provincial capital twice and hadn't had a good look around yet!
So the group left the hospital, and Hu Weiguo accompanied the fat boss to store the painting.
Tian Yuzhu and Jinju returned to the guesthouse while shopping.
Jinju still feels like she is dreaming. She is so confused that she can't help but keep looking at the other person while walking.
Tian Yuzhu was so upset that she said, "Sister, why are you looking at me? If you have anything to say, ask me."
Jin Ju asked, "Yuzhu, how dare you say that the fat boss's paintings are worth millions? Millions! I wouldn't even dream of saying such a huge number, but you said it so easily, as if millions were just a few dollars."
"Then what should I say? Besides, that painting belongs to the fat boss. Even if it's worth millions, it has nothing to do with me. Why should I get excited?"
"Uh...that's right!"
They both couldn't help but laugh.
After laughing for a while, Jin Ju turned serious and said, "Speaking of which, I have some antiques at home. You have to help me take a look when we get back."
"Of course." Tian Yuzhu put her arm around her shoulders and said, "Sister, I made some money today. Can I treat you to some coffee?"
As the saying goes, even if you haven't seen pigs run, you have seen pork. As a salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative, Jinju knew that coffee was something that foreigners drank.
She had never thought about trying it before, but now that Tian Yuzhu mentioned it, she became a little curious.
"It won't be expensive, will it?"
"It's okay, let's just taste it once."
…
Half an hour later, the two came out of the cafe.
Jin Ju leaned against the wall uncomfortably and spat several times: "What kind of crap is this? It costs only a few dollars a cup and it's so unpalatable. It tastes worse than Chinese medicine."
Tian Yuzhu patted her back with a frown on her face: "Then let's not drink it next time!"
"Of course I won't drink it. It's too hard to drink. I told you that you're wasting your money."
“…”
Tian Yuzhu didn't waste the money. She saw that Jinju didn't like it, so she finished her cup quickly.
After spitting, Jin Ju looked at her in confusion: "Yuzhu, that was your first time drinking that, right?"
"Yeah, it's my first time. I heard people say it tastes good, so I wanted to try it."
"Oh, you little girl." Jin Ju gave her a thumbs up. "I really admire you. You forced yourself to finish the drink even though it tasted bad, just to save those few dollars."
Tian Yuzhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Yes, sister, don't say it, it's so unpalatable that I feel like vomiting now!"
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