Reborn dad, I became rich starting from selling tea eggs

Chapter 331

Before I knew it, two days passed, and it was the wedding ceremony.

The banquet was scheduled to start at eight o'clock in the morning, and Lin Jue's invitations were all distributed a few days in advance.

The villagers on the Jinlong Village side agreed together, rented a few cars and set off to the town.

Village Chief Yang and several people arrived in advance, and when they saw the interior of the restaurant with such a gorgeous decoration, they all shouted in amazement.

Yang Tiande stayed in the village all his life and rarely came out to see the outside world.

At this time, he went out with his little daughter Yang Xiaofang, and he really saw an amazing scene.

"Look at the renovation here! The oil-paper umbrellas I made for Lin Jue are all hung on the ceiling, it turns out that this oil-paper umbrella is used like this! "As soon as he looked up, there was an oil-paper umbrella chandelier on top.

The oil-paper umbrella that was originally ordinary in his hand fell into Lin Jue's hands and was actually reborn, and he couldn't imagine that this thing could still be used like this.

Yang Xiaofang, the little girl, also opened her eyes wide, and was surprised by the various paintings and wooden carvings in the restaurant.

"Dad, look! That ink painting seems to be our Golden Dragon Village? It's also so beautiful, this painting is worth a lot of money. Yang Xiaofang stood in front of Peach Blossom Origin and marveled.

Yang Tiande limped closer and said, "Girl, this painting is not our Golden Dragon Village, but Tao Yuanming's peach blossom source. You look at the brush writing above, and a book is the original text of the article.

Yang Tiande immediately saw that the mystery in this, he was also an intellectual in the Golden Dragon Village.

Many villagers in the village are illiterate, and occasionally when they need to read words, many villagers will come to him for help.

The two of them were talking about it, and soon attracted many other guests.

More than a dozen people gathered in front of the painting and actively discussed it.

"In other words, this painting is so good, is this a famous painting?"

"It can't be a famous master, Boss Lin spent so much money to decorate this restaurant, the decorations and seats in this room are all custom-made from Master Yang Shouzheng, and these alone cost a lot of money." If you want to buy famous paintings, wouldn't you be bankrupt?

Uncle Wang Youde also came over at this time and said: "This painting style is indeed good, this painting alone costs a lot of money, and the name written on the money is called, Wu Minzhong." I haven't heard of this name, what kind of nameless painter? They

were talking about it, and when the owner of the Drunken Man Building heard that a new restaurant was going to open on Heping Street, he also came to visit it out of curiosity about his competitors.

Fang Zhilong took the manager of his restaurant, Liu Mei, into Taoyuan.

As soon as they stepped into the restaurant, the two of them were surprised by the decoration style of the interior.

Fang Zhilong's expression could still remain calm, but Liu Mei couldn't help but exclaim, "Boss, the decoration level of this newly opened restaurant is not worse than ours." It must cost a lot of money.

Liu Mei was shocked, she had also seen other high-end restaurants on Heping Street before, and went to them to investigate and taste the dishes of the restaurants.

This is the way to know yourself and the other and have an understanding of the level of competitors.

But most restaurants are not very decent, and they are not qualified to compete with Drunken Lou at all.

But as soon as they came in, they felt a completely different atmosphere.

The decoration design is too ingenious, the chandelier on the ceiling is actually an oil-paper umbrella, and the carving of the wooden seats is also excellent, I can't fault it.

Fang Zhilong's expression was serious, and after looking around, he was secretly shocked.

He noticed that many people gathered around an ink painting, pointing, he usually likes to collect all kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings, at this time he was also interested, walked over to see.

After finally squeezing into the crowd, he recognized at a glance that this was the famous master of Chinese painting, Wu Minzhong's masterpiece, Peach Blossom Origin.

When he participated in the exhibition before, he had seen Wu Minzhong's work, and this painting was exactly the same as he remembered.

He frowned and said, "This is the work of Wu Minzhong, a master of Chinese painting. When a Hong Kong businessman offered three million to buy it, Master Wu refused. How could this painting appear here? He

couldn't believe that the painting was genuine.

But this painting is indeed exactly the same as he remembers, I am afraid it is a high-grade imitation.

The owner of the restaurant, probably hired a great painter to reproduce a painting.

As soon as Fang Zhilong's words fell, the onlookers at the scene instantly became restless.

Even Wang Youde said with a face full of disbelief: "If this painting is genuine, then it will be worth it?" Although Lin Jue has money, he definitely can't afford to buy three million paintings now. This painting is definitely a copycat. "

It's more likely to be an imitation." Lin Jue is not enough, spending three million to buy a painting, this is simply spending money in vain. There is no need to hit the swollen face and fat like this. Yang Tiande thought the same.

Everyone is speculating whether the painting is genuine or a fake.

At this time, Lin Jue suddenly appeared at the door of the restaurant to greet a distinguished guest, Wu Minzhong himself, who actually came over in person.

The old man dressed more casually, directly flip-flops and old man shirts, plus fans, and walked slowly to Heping Street.

Wu Minzhong smiled very affinity, and when he saw Lin Jue, he shook his hand and stuffed a big red envelope into his arms, "Lin Jue, congratulations on your wedding." As an elder, I have prepared a red envelope for you, you can take it. Lin

Jue touched this thick stack of red envelopes, which is quite a lot.

Not to mention twenty red tickets.

"This red envelope is too big, I'm already very happy that you can always come over, I don't have to give the red envelope!" Lin Jue was busy stuffing the red envelope back.

Wu Minzhong stuffed him back again, "Hey, see outside!" It's just a little careful, my old man is not short of money, a red envelope still calculates with me, hurry up and take it!

Wu Minzhong pushed back again and again, and Lin Jue had to accept it.

He took Wu Minzhong into the restaurant, and as soon as he entered, he found that his painting was hanging in the center.

The old man laughed and said, "You really lift me up and hang my painting in the most conspicuous place, I will be embarrassed to see it when I come here to eat in the future."

Lin Jue brought the old man to the side of the painting, and many people thought that he was just an ordinary old man, but Fang Zhilong recognized his identity at a glance.

He stepped forward with a stunned face, shook hands with the other party and greeted: "You are Master Wu, I had the honor to meet you at your private exhibition a few years ago.

Wu Minzhong had no impression of the middle-aged man in a long robe in front of him, but he still shook hands with him.

"I really didn't expect that when my old man went out dressed like this, someone would recognize me." Hahaha, it seems that I am usually not low-key enough! "