Ma Weidu's Guanfu Museum is located in a building on Nanxiao Street in Chaoyang District. It is not large, only 400 square meters, and has hundreds of cultural relics on display.

These cultural relics only account for a part of Ma Weidu's collection. There are still hundreds of cultural relics on display in the branch library he opened in Hangzhou last year.

And his most precious cultural relics are kept in his home and are not easily shown to the outside world.

Mu Rong arrived at Guanfu Museum early in the morning and met Liu Yifei and her daughter at the door.

They had just arrived.

Zhao Jiping had arrived early and had been chatting with Ma Wei for a long time.

Seeing Mu Rong's arrival, Ma Wei was very eager to welcome him into the museum and personally took them to visit.

Ma Weidu asked him to help identify Song jade, so he led him to the Song Dynasty cultural relics exhibition area.

Having just come up in the elevator, Mu Rong felt very strange as he looked at the cultural relics all over the venue.

Rusty copper coins, dim calligraphy and paintings, old and deglazed twisted glazed porcelain pillows, various individually placed cups, plates and tea cups, as well as smokers, paperweights, fans and other small objects, these things are of great significance to today's people.

To them, they are all cultural relics, but to him, they are life!

He slept on such a porcelain pillow back then. Abi would use a smoker to warm his bed, and his cousin would grind ink for him to add fragrance to his red sleeves.

But as time goes by, these things that he usually uses casually have become cultural relics treasured by future generations.

"It is said that a rich family is not as good as a piece of Ru kiln. This is a bit exaggerated. In fact, for ordinary people, having a piece of Song porcelain is enough to live a lifetime of food and clothing."

Ma Weidu proudly introduced his collection of Song porcelain to Mu Rong.

Seeing him boasting about the various porcelains in the glass cabinet, Mu Rong had a strange expression.

These bottles and jars were all utensils he used casually back then. Even the Ru kiln porcelain that Ma Weidu mentioned, he broke a dozen of them.

Unexpectedly, now, these have become valuable treasures.

If all the porcelain he broke was kept until now, he would probably have announced his retirement directly.

After thinking about it, he pointed to a dish bottle and asked, "How much is this bottle worth now?"

Looking at the plate-mouth vase, Ma Weidu explained: "This is an official kiln porcelain from the Southern Song Dynasty. It is a celadon-glazed octagonal string pattern plate-mouth vase. It is estimated to be worth one or two million!"

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Mu Rong was thoughtful.

It seems that reselling cultural relics is not less profitable than being an actor!

However, Ma Weidu's next words broke his fantasy: "In fact, it doesn't matter how much it is worth. The Cultural Relics Law stipulates that auctions and sales of cultural relics from before the Yuan Dynasty are not allowed."

Mu Rong was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Then where did you get all these bottles and jars?"

Ma Weidu explained with a smile: "I collected them in the surrounding countryside before, and also bought them from some auctions abroad in Xiangjiang."

Auction?

Mu Rong was thoughtful and asked: "Can it be bought and sold both abroad and in Hong Kong?"

"It's OK abroad and in Hong Kong, but not in the Mainland."

Ma Weidu smiled and asked: "What? You want to get two pieces for fun?"

"I have this idea."

Mu Rong admitted frankly.

"If you have this vision, you can still have some fun."

Ma Weidu smiled and said: "The advantage of auctions is that you may not find anything wrong, but as long as you know your business and have a good judgment of the market, you can still make money.

But you can’t bring it back after you take it, you can only trade it outside. If you want to do it, I can introduce you to a commissioning company."

"Let's talk again!"

Mu Rong did not continue this topic.

Now that his pocket is cleaner than his face, what should he bring to the auction?

Following Ma Weidu to his booth where ancient jade was placed, Mu Rong took a general look.

He didn't understand the jade articles after the Song Dynasty, but he could still tell the authenticity of the jade articles before the Song Dynasty.

After all, Ma Weidu still has some discernment. Although the age of some jade items is inaccurate, at least they are old items and not fake.

Mu Rong classified the jade articles according to age. After his classification, the value of this pile of jade articles increased instead of falling, by hundreds of thousands.

Ma Wei was very happy and became more and more enthusiastic about Mu Rong.

In this industry, things are not valuable, but knowledge is the most valuable.

What may seem like broken wood to others can be discovered by knowledgeable people.

This is how you make money in this business.

After finishing the plate of ancient jade, it was already noon.

Ma Weidu directly arranged a car to take Zhao Jiping, Mu Rong and his party to an apartment on Fangcaodi West Street.

Fangcaodi West Street is located outside the Second Ring Road of Chaoyang District, which is considered the core area of ​​Chaoyang District. Wang Shixiang and his wife live in an apartment here.

The apartment is not big, only two bedrooms and one living room.

When Mu Rong and his party arrived, Mr. Wang Shixiang was cooking.

In addition to being a collector, Wang Shixiang is also a gourmet.

His reputation for delicious food is even greater than his reputation for collecting.

He was also one of the three consultants when the "Chinese Cooking" magazine was founded.

The other two consultants are Puyi's younger brother Pujie and Wang Liqi, a history professor at Peking University and a master of Chinese studies.

At that time, Wang Zengqi was not famous yet and was still Wang Shixiang's little fanboy.

Anyone who likes to eat can cook, and Wang Shixiang is also a master of cooking.

Knowing that Ma Wei was bringing friends today, he went to buy groceries and came back early in the morning.

However, he did not cook a table of dishes in advance and wait for them. Instead, he prepared the ingredients and stewed the soup in advance and waited for the guests to come.

After Mu Rong and his party arrived, he entered the kitchen, and within a short while, dishes were brought out one after another.

Zhao Jiping was troubled by the trouble of a nearly ninety-year-old man cooking and entertaining guests.

Upon seeing this, Ma Weidu comforted him, saying that this was what the old man liked to do and he enjoyed it, and asked him not to be restrained.

Wang Shixiang really enjoyed it. Every time he served a dish, he would warmly greet everyone to use their chopsticks and introduce the subtleties of the dish.

For example, the Zao Liu fish fillet he makes uses two kilograms of dace fish, which is produced in Linhai, Jinmen City. It is a Kung Fu dish and should be eaten while it is hot, otherwise the fish will not be crispy.

In his memory, Murong Fu was an insatiable eater and had eaten many delicacies from all over the world, but Wang Shixiang's cooking skills still amazed him.

As a snack foodie, Liu Yifei's eyes lit up after eating so much that she no longer cared about her image.

For a person who knows how to cook, the greatest reward is the devouring of the food by his guests.

However, while everyone was engrossed in eating, Mu Rong, who was still chewing slowly and savoring his food carefully, seemed a bit awkward.

"Xiao Mu, right? What? Isn't it to your taste?"

Wang Shixiang asked with a smile.

"No, it tastes good."

Mu Rong explained with a smile: "These dishes have different flavors. Of course, you have to taste them carefully to fully enjoy the taste."

This sentence made Wang Shixiang burst into laughter. He laughed and asked: "Then which dish do you think is the most delicious?"

Mu Rong looked around and used his chopsticks to place his order on a dark, ugly-looking dish: "This dish has the best taste."

As soon as he heard what he said, Wang Shixiang burst into laughter, raised his thumb and exclaimed: "I know how to eat!"

"What kind of dish is this?"

Liu Yifei looked at the dark items on the plate curiously, a little confused.

The presentation of this dish was indeed not very good, and it looked easy to misunderstand, so she just looked at it for a long time without even daring to move her chopsticks.

Ma Weidu explained with a smile: "This is Mr. Wang's best dish, braised onions, you must try it, this is the only one, no other dish!"

"onion?"

Liu Yifei was very surprised.

Isn’t onion a condiment? It can actually be stewed and eaten as a dish?

Out of curiosity, she picked up a scallion covered in sauce and put it in her mouth.

"Ugh!"

Her eyes widened instantly: "It's delicious!"

"This dish is actually braised scallions with dried shrimps. The scallions are used to borrow the fresh flavor of the dried shrimps, and the saltiness of the dried shrimps is used to enhance the aroma of the scallions. Although the ingredients are simple, the taste is definitely not ordinary."

Mr. Wang Shixiang talked endlessly when he talked about eating, while the others remained silent and just ate.

Mu Rong nodded in agreement: "The wax wine is not muddy!"
To be continued...