Inadvertently, Shang Shaohua thought about the past again.
Elderly people often like to remember the past. But that period of history can be regarded as a tragedy for Shang Shaohua. It often revolves in his mind, and it is not of much benefit to him personally.
Seeing this situation, Song Wenjing quickly interrupted. He didn't want to see his master sad.
"Master, I heard you say before that Brother Zhengdong works in the Hotan area. Can I buy some Hotan jade seed materials through him?"
Shang Zhengdong is Shang Shaohua's only son. He has already established a family in Xinjiang Province and has a son and a daughter.
"What are you doing? Did you start itching to buy some seed material for fun when you have just two dollars in your hand? It's still early for your level. It will take at least three years to become a master." Shang Shaohua misunderstood Song Wenjing. mean.
Song Wenjing did have some money on hand, and his second uncle Song Jianping paid off his previous debt of 400 yuan. Except for 200 yuan to buy a bicycle for his sister Song Wenfang, the rest was all on him.
Now, his total savings are about 1,700 yuan. Compared to many people, this is a good income.
The problem is that he planned to keep this money to purchase calligraphy and paintings from Wen Zhengming's descendants, but he has never been willing to use it.
A few days ago, he had asked Zhang Wenyuan for help to inquire about the situation of that house. If possible, he wanted to buy it as soon as possible to avoid having long nights and dreams and being intercepted.
Shang Shaohua thought that Song Wenjing had been studying for a month, and his hands were itchy, so he wanted to try carving. But Song Wenjing was self-aware, and he had just started, so he had no qualifications.
What he said was just to distract the master from thinking about the past.
Of course, if possible and with sufficient funds, he would really like to stockpile a batch of Hetian jade seeds for future use.
As the years go by, the price of Hetian jade seeds will only get higher and higher, and good-quality seeds will definitely become less and less. Wait a few years to see if you can find mutton-fat jade seeds. The material is more difficult.
It's a pity that Song Wenjing can't come up with more money for the time being, so he can only wait and see.
At this time, Song Wenjing lamented his lack of ability. There was no way to make big money faster, he could only do it step by step.
In his previous life, he was just a rag collector with almost no other skills. Apart from his preference for cultural relics, he had no outstanding talents in any aspect.
He had also considered other ways to earn more profits to support his desire to collect antiques. But after thinking about it, he always felt that something was missing.
Of course you can do it now if you set up individual businesses. For example, you can open a clothing store and buy clothes from Songjiang and sell them back.
There are already some businesses of this kind on the market, and he can definitely do the same.
But the key thing is that this way, he will definitely not have time to do other things. Especially collecting junk and old objects.
This line of work is not only his old profession, but also his favorite. It is also a path for him to consider for the future. Making clothes can be done occasionally, but he does not have the energy to actually open a store.
As for other businesses, Song Wenjing has also thought about it. But he still needs personal connections, etc. Otherwise, once he invests in it, if something happens, his previous efforts may be in vain.
Of course, Song Wenjing may also have factors such as lack of confidence in other aspects. After all, he cannot afford to lose. He can only start from the direction he is most familiar with.
This is also the main reason why Song Wenjing often consults Zhang Wenyuan on economics and management. He needs to enrich his personal qualities so that he can be useful in the future.
From the moment you enter society, no one will continue to pamper you or pamper you. Anyone who can succeed will always have his merits.
"Bang bang bang..."
Just when Song Wenjing was about to continue talking to the master, there was a knock on the door, and Song Wenjing ran to open the door in confusion. At this time, no one would usually come to see the master.
"Wen Jing, I knew you were here. Shaohua, are you still busy?" Zhang Wenyuan hurried in, sweating profusely.
"Wenyuan, what's important? Are you so anxious?" Shang Shaohua looked at Zhang Wenyuan curiously.
Zhang Wenyuan ignored it, but walked to the table, picked up the tea bowl on the table, took a big sip, and then continued: "For this kid, come with me later and take the money with you.
, the other party relented. But he needs to see the money before he is willing to give it, otherwise there is no way."
Shang Shaohua was still confused, but he didn't know that Song Wenjing almost jumped for joy.
He knew that what Zhang Wenyuan was talking about were the two calligraphy and paintings collected by Wen Zhengming's descendants, and he was probably finally willing to sell them.
"Old man, I guess there will be news during this time. So I keep carrying the money with me and don't dare to deposit it in the bank. When will we go there?"
Shang Shaohua still didn't understand, so Song Wenjing hurriedly explained the situation to his master. Unexpectedly, the old man was also very interested, so he decided that the three of them would go together to have a look, and at the same time, they would also go together to ensure that there was no fake product.
It's a shame and a big loss.
Three people and two cars, led by Zhang Wenyuan, quickly headed straight for their destination.
When we arrived, it took less than twenty minutes.
In front of a dilapidated building, three people locked their bicycles and prepared to go to the door.
Judging from the appearance, this building is probably from the 1960s at least, and has long looked dilapidated. Coupled with the fact that no one has repaired it, it gives people a shaky feeling.
"Their family lives on the first floor. Five people are crowded into a 40-square-meter house, which is quite tiring." Zhang Wenyuan said with some emotion.
It is conceivable that if it were not for the poor family situation, no one would be willing to sell the treasures passed down from their ancestors. Of course, except for the prodigal son.
Zhang Wenyuan took the initiative to knock on the door, and soon there were sounds from inside, including a few coughs.
"Professor Zhang, it's you, please come in! Who are these two? Cough, cough, cough..." A middle-aged man opened the door and asked while coughing.
I was introduced to Zhang Wenyuan before. His surname is Wen and his given name is Jiancheng. He is about 37 years old. At home, his wife works in a small factory and his three children are still in school. Due to physical factors, he has been sick and recuperating at home.
Basically, the family relies on his wife's salary alone to support the family. You can imagine how difficult life is.
Looking at this person's face, his hair is gray, his face is sallow, and he has wrinkles. He even coughs after saying a few words.
If he is said to be 37 years old, no one will believe him. If he is said to be in his 50s, everyone will probably agree more.
"Jian Jiancheng, this is my good friend Master Shang, and the other one is the buyer Song Wenjing. He brought the money." Zhang Wenyuan introduced.
Wen Jiancheng nodded politely, and after looking at Song Wenjing for a while, he invited everyone into the house.
The space inside the house is very narrow, there is not even a living room, there is only a dining table there, which can be regarded as a place to sit.
A house of more than 40 square meters is divided into two rooms. It is conceivable that there is no room for a living room.
When I walked into the house, I smelled a strong smell of medicine. I guess Wen Jiancheng was brewing medicine at home.
"Jian Jiancheng, how are you doing with your health? Do you want to go to the hospital again?"
After all, Zhang Wenyuan had met Wen Jiancheng several times, so he specifically asked about Wen Jiancheng's physical condition.
"Hey!" Wen Jiancheng sighed deeply, "It's still the same. I went to the hospital several times and took a lot of medicine, but the effect was just like this. My wife wanted to visit the big hospital in Songjiang City. She said
Maybe there will be a turnaround. But you have also seen that I have been dragging out my medicine jar for so many years. How can my family still have money?"
In Wen Jiancheng's case, the factory where he worked before would usually underwrite part of the medical expenses. But if the factory's efficiency is not good, it will be very difficult to reimburse him.
What's more, the family still has three underage children going to school, so the annual expenses will definitely not be small. It is indeed very difficult to live on his wife's salary alone.
Ordinary people are actually not afraid of hardship. The key question is whether they can gain something after enduring hardship.
Like Wen Jiancheng's family, as long as there is such a patient, the whole family will be in difficulty.
Zhang Wenyuan also felt sad when he saw Wen Jiancheng like this. But now he is a retired old man and can't do anything else. Moreover, this situation is not unique in society now, and he can't help much if he wants to.