He went into the room and lit a lamp, and slowly unfolded the painting that Ma San'er gave him. Once he saw the mounting work, he knew it was a good thing. It looked quite elegant, and the writing and ink were good, but it was a pity.

The person who saved it was careless. The upper half of the sheet was fine, but a large piece of the lower sheet was rotten, and the money was gone.

No wonder Ma San didn’t feel bad at all when giving it away.

If in old age, the people from Liulichang are still there, they can connect the second half and make a new one, and it will be worth a lot of money.

It's just that the craft of distressing has almost been lost now. Some people have only a superficial understanding of it, but even if you look at the things you make, you can tell they are fake.

Gu Bei looked at the first half of the painting, lost in thought, and had a hundred thoughts running through his mind.

The brushwork is a bit like the Northern Painting School of the Song Dynasty, especially the mountains and rocks...

The cracking method is similar to that of Monk Ju Ran, who uses hemp crackling. Historically, Ju Ran, Jing Hao, Dong Yuan, and Guan Tong were known as the four great landscape masters of the Five Dynasties. The gate is the starting point for future learning."

If it is really a painting by Monk Ju Ran, even if it is damaged, it will still be worth a lot of money after ten years.

However, the front part is slightly different, and it is obviously imitated by later generations. If you look closely, you can see more problems. This painting uses honey seals, while the paintings in the Song Dynasty all use watermarks.

However, the person who imitated this painting has a profound knowledge and will not be unknown in history.

It shouldn’t be a bad idea to take money from a foreigner, right?

Historically, foreigners often bought and exchanged good things from China. At first, they were robbed openly, and later they were bought and sold by force, and they were even displayed in their country's museums.

Ask them to charge some interest, which is not excessive.

Having made up his mind, Gu Bei put the painting away and put it in the closet, then spread out the manuscript paper. The task assigned by Director Yang Jie was to write down the suggestions for adapting the script and hand it in tomorrow.

After burning the midnight oil until after eleven o'clock, I finally finished tidying up, took off my clothes and went to bed.

It's really a bit cold today.

The next day, Gu Bei reluctantly got up amidst Li Sufen's nagging as usual.

After his rebirth, Gu Bei adapted well in other aspects, except for getting up early. In his previous life, he was used to sleeping until he woke up naturally. Like now...

Gu Bei increasingly felt the need to achieve financial freedom as early as possible.

"elder brother!"

As soon as he put on his clothes, Gu Nan opened the door and came in.

"What are you doing again?"

When he was first reborn, Gu Beicun still had about ten big tickets in his small vault. After a month, the big tickets were still there, but they had shrunk severely, and all that was left was a handful of change.

"I want to eat fried cakes."

Why are you so greedy?

Gu Bei complained in his mind, but thinking about the crispy shell and the sweet and greasy bean paste filling, he secretly swallowed his saliva.

"You just ate braised pork yesterday, aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

Among the young girls I came into contact with in my previous life, all of them talked about losing weight and tried hard to put it into action.

Gu Nan was fine. Maybe he was too short of mouth a few years ago, but now that his family's living conditions are a little better, he is becoming more and more talkative.

"At the end of the month, I don't have much left in my pocket."

"I know, I know. When I grow up and make money, I will definitely honor you."

Do I need you?

After leaving the door, I said hello to Li Sufen, but naturally I was scolded again.

But Gu Bei could tell that Li Sufen was very pleased that he could pamper Gu Nan so much.

The morning routine in the courtyard is the same as before. People nowadays do not have the same extravagant expectations as Gu Bei. It is a good time to work hard and contribute to the early realization of the four modernizations. How can it be used to sleep in?

Waste is a great crime, and wasting time is an unforgivable crime.

Gu Bei greeted him all the way and everyone knew that he started working yesterday. The neighbors sent their blessings one after another, and some even didn't forget to impart their experience.

"Xiao Bei works for a TV station. You, a boiler burner, have the nerve to teach this kid. Hurry up, this stove is not fast at all. Come over here and take a look at it."

"What do you know? What's wrong with me burning the boiler? Burning the boiler doesn't stop me from supporting my family!"

"Come on! I can't count on you anymore. Now I just hope that our three children will be successful in the future. When the time comes, I will also benefit from the children."

Gu Bei hurriedly ran away, saying hello and causing another family dispute was really not worth it.

"Eh~~~~ah~~~~~~~"

The babble in the front yard was still there, and the little girl was obviously reluctant, but she had no choice but to endure the pressure of her mother silently.

I'm all for your own good.

This sentence from my parents is very magical in itself.

If you don’t know what your child wants, how can you be sure that it is for your child’s benefit?
"Auntie, morning!"

"Xiao Bei, how was your work yesterday?"

"Very good, you're busy."

As Gu Bei spoke, he had already left the courtyard.

There were still many people in the breakfast shop. Gu Bei waited in line for a long time before it was his turn. He handed over his money and food stamps, bought two fried cakes and four fried dough sticks, and carried them home.

When I came out just now, I smelled the leftover broth from yesterday's meal being heated on the stove, adding water to boil, and then adding a handful of vermicelli, that's the smell.

I quickened my pace, still thinking about the painting I got yesterday. The painting was an ancient painting, no later than the Ming Dynasty, but the quality was not good, the bottom half was almost rotten, and there were still missing pieces.If Gu Bei wants to cultivate, he must prepare some things.

That's right, in order to make his first pot of gold, Gu Bei decided to take risks and set his sights on foreigners who were stupid and rich.

The first step is to repair the painting, and then plan to find a buyer.

The country has opened its doors. As the capital and political, cultural and economic center, there are still many foreigners in the capital, although they are not everywhere like they were later.

Especially at the Friendship Store.

This requires careful planning.

Once you are reborn, it depends on whether you will soar into the sky or disappear into oblivion.

"What are you doing? Standing at the door for a long time without moving?"

Gu Bei woke up with a start and found that he was already standing at the entrance of the courtyard. Standing in front of him was a hairy girl about the same age as Gu Nan. Her long hair was tied in a big braid and hung behind her. She looked young and beautiful.

Dark blue pants, canvas shoes, and a white shirt are the standard outfit for boys and girls nowadays.

Things like toad mirrors, bell-bottom pants, and bat shirts have gradually become popular in the capital, but they are still not accepted by the mainstream. Anyone who walks around in such a swaggering outfit will be criticized for being "indecent".

If people now knew that in a few decades, older girls would dare to go out with half of their butts exposed, they would probably scare a few old ladies with little feet to death.

"What about you?"

As the girl spoke, she reached out and broke off a piece of fried dough sticks from the basket. She saw the fried cake and hesitated to take it. The fried dough sticks were brought to her mouth. When she took a bite, they were crispy and crispy, and her lips and teeth were filled with the aroma of oil.

"You're so rude, are you...going to school?"

The girl rolled her eyes at Gu Bei and said, "Your Nannan carries a urinal to school."

After saying that, he passed by Gu Bei and jogged all the way to the public toilet at the entrance of the alley.

Queen Fei also did this.

Looking down at the fried dough sticks that had been broken off into pieces, Gu Bei felt a little disgusted. The hand seemed to be holding a urinal just now.

Come back home.

As they passed the middle courtyard, the babbling hadn't stopped, and Aunt Liu seemed to be determined to make her unfulfilled Tsing Yi dream come true in their Beibei's body.

pitiful!

At just 14 years old, I have to bear such heavy expectations.

However, it seems that this child did not later become a folk artist, but became one of the first self-employed actors in the mainland film and television industry.

Breakfast has been served, and Gu Bei's fried dough sticks are waiting for him.

"Why is there still one piece missing?"

"As soon as we got to the door, Ji Peijie snatched it away."

Li Sufen couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

They all live in the same compound. Li Sufen has always been kind to others and has excellent neighborly relations. Ji Peijie is holding a urinal and grabbing fried dough sticks, and Liu Bei is talking loudly in the front yard. Plus Gu Nan, the three of them are the same age and in the same class. Classmates, hang out together all day long.

Today I will stay at your house and tomorrow I will stay at my house. I will eat at whose house there is good food. I can hardly tell whose children are whose.

At first, they all followed Gu Nan and called Gu Bei "brother", but after entering junior high school, they probably grew up and became shy. Liu Bei usually blushed before speaking when seeing Gu Bei, while Ji Peijie became more and more shy. The younger and older he is, the more he calls Gu Bei's name.

After dinner, she went out to work and saw Ji Peijie squatting at the door, rubbing her handkerchief.

After hesitating for a moment, Gu Bei pushed the cart to him. When he noticed someone approaching, Ji Peijie also raised his head.

"What are you doing, still smoking?"

The little girl opened her mouth and choked Gu Bei.

The cigarettes she usually smoked were brought from Ji Peijie's house. Her father was a local policeman, and he was also responsible for catching small traders and hawkers operating without a license. They confiscated the items, part of them were handed over, and part of them was digested internally. The cigarettes were always Not lacking.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'll let your dad smoke, but it's for his own good. Smoking is harmful to your health."

Ji Peijie rolled his eyes at Gu Bei: "Is there anyone serious? My dad is in the house. I won't go get it for you right now."

"Need not."

Yesterday, in front of Li Sufen, I took Ma San's cigarette. I think my family has already tacitly approved of his smoking. I have money in my pocket, so I went back to Lao Zhang and borrowed two cigarette coupons to buy it myself. If it didn't work, I went to Ma San. My son buys expensive cigarettes.

"There is a rumor, do you want to hear it?"

Everyone has a heart for gossip, regardless of age or era.

When Ji Peijie heard that it was a rumor, he immediately became interested.

"what?"

"CCTV plans to film "Dream of Red Mansions". It is said that actors will be selected from the public. If you are interested, make preparations in advance."

Everyone in the compound knew that Ji Peijie had been pursuing literary and artistic pursuits since he was a child, singing, dancing, and reciting poems. Every weekend when he was a child, he would perform consolation performances for his neighbors.

"seriously!"

Gu Bei didn't say anything, and directly showed his work ID card, his persuasiveness soared.

"Believe it or not, if you have nothing to do, read a book. When the time comes to actually start selecting actors, you will be well prepared."

After Gu Bei finished speaking, he pushed the cart and left.

When I first came back from rebirth, I felt that Ji Peijie looked very familiar. Yesterday I heard that CCTV was going to film "Dream of Red Mansions". When I saw him at the gate in the morning, I suddenly remembered that he was the little nun from the Cuicui Nunnery! ——
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