Chapter 61
These lots are all high-quality products, and some of them are still the first time Wang Rui has seen them, until the end of the preview at 6 o'clock in the evening, and several people just finished watching the ancient Chinese art exhibition area and the modern art exhibition area.
Fortunately, there is an auction catalogue that you can take home and study carefully, and there are six thick auction catalogues, one for each lot, and four or five hundred lots per lot, with the name of the lot, the size, the description and the auction reserve price in the book.
A few people took the auction album and left, and in the evening He Sibang said that he would invite a few people to taste the palace dishes. Drive a few people to a courtyard house full of ancient charm, bypass the wall, a few red plums come into view, and they are full of vitality in this wax moon. A few people are appreciating the plum, someone came over than a few people to let the left side room sit down, and then take four bowls, Wang Rui tasted a sip, it was Longjing before the rain, this is still in Mo Lao's drink too much, in order to taste it, before I only drank tea, I didn't know how to taste.
"Good tea." Several people have tasted a few sips, the entrance is slightly sweet, the lips and teeth are fragrant, and the aftertaste is endless.
"It's a dragon well before the rain soaked in plum blossom snow water."
"Does Wanrong still understand tea?"
"I've been drinking tea with my grandfather since I was a child."
"The boss of this house has a good strength, and the output of this kind of superb Longjing before the rain is very low."
A few people tasted tea for a while, but no one came in to entertain them, and a few people were busy all afternoon and were hungry. Zihui couldn't help but ask, "Brother Si Bang, are you sure this is a restaurant and not a teahouse?" Why didn't anyone come in and let us order? ”
"This restaurant can not be ordered, this palace restaurant is very distinctive, it is said that the ancestor of the boss is the imperial kitchen, there is no listing, you can't see that it is a restaurant outside, only people who understand will come to eat. And the restaurant accepts reservations, but you can't order food, the chef does what to eat, only makes three tables a day, if you want to come here to eat, you may not be able to book a month in advance, even if you have my family background, in order to invite you to eat this meal, it also occupies a buddy's reservation number, in order to come to eat. ”
"Why can't you order?"
"The boss of this house will personally select fresh vegetables and various ingredients during the day, and cook three tables of dishes at night, so you can't order food, and the boss will eat whatever ingredients he chooses?"
"This restaurant is really distinctive, can it make money like this?"
"Zihui, this is a hunger marketing model, the more this is the case, the more customers will flock to it, these three tables a day will not be cheap, it should be much higher than the daily turnover of ordinary restaurants."
"Wanrong is right, no matter what the ingredients are, the price per table is sixty-eight thousand."
"I'm hungry when it's served."
"We wait for the guests to arrive here before we start stir-frying, and it is estimated that it will be fast, and I will be hungry for a while every time I come here."
"It's also a marketing method, and people who are hungry will find it delicious when they eat anything, but it's also because the food itself is delicious, it's a seller's market, and other restaurants can't do that."
"The boss here is not low in taste, this courtyard should be a building of the Qing Dynasty, the wall is very imposing, and the red plum is also an old tree, which is scattered. Even the furniture is mahogany. ”
"Miss Lin is inseparable from business, Xiao Rui is inseparable from antiques, can you two have a common topic behind closed doors?"
He Sibang's joke suddenly made Wanrong's face blush.
"Why don't you have a common topic, but I can find antiques and run the auction gracefully."
Zihui laughed directly.
"Brother-in-law, is this the rhythm of opening a mom-and-pop shop?"
"Zihui, you shut up for me." Although Wanrong reprimanded Zihui, her face was very happy.
Several people were chatting, the waiter knocked on the door and began to serve, a total of six dishes, respectively, Baizi Wanfu, red plum beads, birds and phoenixes, winter bamboo shoots to welcome spring, sweet and sour lotus root, snow Qinxin, porridge for eight treasure porridge, the staple food fragrant rice.
For each dish, the waiter will give a brief introduction to the ingredients, recipes and allusions, making people feel that they are not only tasting the food but also the food culture.
The imperial kitchen is different, simple ingredients, not simple taste, a few people are still unsatisfied, and even Wanrong, who has always eaten less, has eaten a lot.
On the way back, everyone was full of praise for today's court dishes.
Back at the hotel, Wang Rui and Wanrong wanted to study the auction album, but Si Bang and Zihui were not interested, so they all went back to their rooms to rest. Wang Rui can basically remember it now, and looking at more than 2,000 lots has given him a more refined grasp of the prices of domestic and foreign collections. Wanrong is comparing Guardian Auctions and Lin's Auctions.
"Wanrong, what's the catch?"
"The harvest is great, first of all, the quality of these catalogues is much better than the quality of Lin's catalogues, Lin's catalogues for each auction are made by design companies, and the pictures are also taken by photographers from the other company's scene, and the pictures are displayed from a photographic point of view, and these pictures of Guardian's collections are obviously taken by people who understand both photography and antiques, showing the best side of antiques."
"It's hard to find people who know both antiques and photography."
"There is also a way to solve it, so that two people can cooperate, one understands antiques, the other understands photography, and studies and shoots together."
"It's a good idea, but it requires the two to cooperate tacitly, and there can be no disagreement. It is best to train a professional in antique photography. ”
"This matter, when you return to the East China Sea, you have to start immediately."
"How many collections are left for the spring auction?"
"The salesman of the auction house is still collecting everywhere, and there is still a gap of fifty percent."
"I still have some collections, I'll give them to you when I return to the East China Sea."
"Brother Rui, thank you."
After Wanrong returned to the room, Wang Rui called Mo Sitong.
"Done?"
"Just done, what about you."
"I got off work early to make a face mask. What are you busy with today. ”
"I went to treat Uncle Changjun today, and then I went to see Guardian's preview in the afternoon."
"How's Uncle Changjun?"
"I'm awake."
"Xiao Rui, I knew you would be able to, are you coming back soon?"
"It should be soon, I'll definitely rush back a year ago."
"Okay, I'll pick you up when you get back."
At seven o'clock in the morning, several people came to Dongshan Villa to treat He Changjun, because they were going to participate in the first auction held at ten o'clock in Guardian, so they came early in the morning for treatment.
Today, in addition to He Lao's villa, there are a few more people.
"Xiao Rui, let me introduce to you, this is Qin Zhongqin Qin Lao, a holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine, I heard that Changjun has woken up, so I rushed over to visit."
"Hello Old Qin."
"Young man, with an excellent young Chinese medicine doctor like you, there is hope for the revival of Chinese medicine."
"This is President Lu Changming of the Tri-Services General Hospital. At the same time, Dean Lu is also an expert in brain medicine. ”
"Dean Lu, hello."
"Hello young man, Qin Lao and I have both diagnosed and treated Changjun, and we have also taken some measures but they have no effect, today we want to observe your treatment process, I don't know if it is convenient."
In fact, Wang Rui's level must be timid in front of insiders, but he can't refuse, this is a problem that he has to face sooner or later.
"Elder Qin, Dean Lu, there is nothing inconvenient, I am only a shallow learner, and I have to learn more from the two seniors."
"Mom and Dad, why are you here?"
"Your second uncle is awake, how can we not come and take a look."
"Brother-in-law, this is my mom and dad."
"Hello, uncle, aunt."
"Xiao Rui, thank you, when you return to the East China Sea, come home with Sitong, and Auntie will make you something to eat." Zihui's mother was sincerely grateful to Wang Rui, and at the same time, she was also vaguely reminding Lin Wanrong beside Wang Rui that she and Sitong's mother were best friends, so she reminded her, and everyone present heard it, but Wanrong didn't care.
"Okay, Auntie."
Several people came to He Changjun's room, although He Changjun woke up, he could not say much, and sometimes he was slurred. And there are not many people who know him, he only knows He Lao and Wen Jing, and he still remembers his comrades-in-arms.
Wang Rui came to He Changjun's side, He Changjun had already heard Wen Jing say that he had been in a coma for more than a year, and it was this young man who saved him.
"Thank you...... Thank. ”
"Uncle Changjun, don't be polite to me."
Wang Rui took out the needle, skillfully disinfected, and carried out acupuncture treatment in the most reasonable way according to the experience of the previous two observations. At the same time, he quietly injected energy into the wound, and gradually injected about 20,000 energy in half an hour, and now the injury has recovered sixty percent.
Wang Rui pulled out the needle little by little.
"Uncle Changjun, how do you feel?"
"Little ...... Rui, thank you, I feel better. ”
"Changjun, you speak fluently."
"Dad, I'm worried about you, I feel better. Quiet, thank you for your hard work. ”
"Xiao Rui, is Changjun completely fine?"
"Not yet, I need three or four more acupuncture sessions."
"So what needs to be done now."
"Exercise your muscles more, do what you can, and gradually adapt, now Uncle Changjun can't walk yet, and he has to stay in bed."
"Rui, thank you."
"Grandpa He, you're welcome."
A few people returned to the living room, and Qin Lao couldn't wait to ask:
"Xiao Rui, I see that your acupuncture, although it is the most reasonable match, but it does not use the ancient acupuncture method, why is the effect so obvious."
"Qin Lao, I can't tell you this, after I studied Chinese medicine and acupuncture, I was originally a step-by-step acupuncture, but the effect was not obvious, and then I gradually found a method similar to qigong, this method is still in the exploration stage, this method is repairing external injuries, the effect is obvious, and it is much worse for other diseases."
"And there is such a method? So can other doctors learn this method, if everyone masters this method, more lives can be saved. ”
"Old Qin, my method is still in the exploration stage, maybe I can let other doctors learn it in the future, but not now, I haven't figured it out myself."
"Okay, Xiao Rui, you explore carefully, and if you have the opportunity in the future, you must carry forward this method."
"Old Qin, since Wang Rui has a way to repair his external injuries, can he let Wang Rui treat Xiang Lao."