Goldfinger is a bit strange

The Heart to Heart Art Troupe's performance in London was also well received and was praised in the newspapers.

In addition to the original program, due to the return of the Beyond band, IWant It That Way they sang has also become the most popular song.

Since this song became an instant hit in North America, it has also appeared on major charts in Europe, and its popularity is very wide.

There is also a song called "Glory Years", which has a song with a bit of vicissitudes of life, which also deeply moved the audience.

The performance of the Twelve Women's Band was also very impressive. They adapted the song Butterfly Lovers by teacher He Zhanhao. The tune is beautiful and lingering with a touch of sadness.

In the next day's newspaper, it was evaluated as "the Romeo and Juliet of the East".

The Times commented that the Xinlianxin Art Troupe from China has brought Chinese style to London.

This evaluation is already very high for conservative Great Britain. .

In this way, Liu Qingshan was relieved. The art troupe was going to perform five performances in London, and Liu Qingshan happened to take time to go to the Netherlands. He had been thinking about the big blue and white jar coming down the mountain from Guigu.

This time, he only took Lu Fang and Boban with him and flew there quietly.

Boban contacted the other party and made an appointment to visit him tomorrow, and the three of them stayed in the hotel for one night.

The next day, we were sent to the location by hotel car. It was also a single-family villa, which also looked a bit old.

According to Boban, the ancestor of this family was a Baron named Van Hemert, who was sent to Peiping at the beginning of this century to serve as the commander of the embassy's escort force.

These antiques in the house were all brought back by the baron at that time. They have been passed down in the family for three or four generations, which can be said to be an orderly inheritance.

Entering the courtyard, they were greeted by a young man who was very tall and powerful, but his behavior was polite.

Boban introduced Liu Qingshan in the middle. He did not introduce Liu Qingshan’s English name, but directly said that he was Mr. Liu from China.

After all, if the other party knew that Liu Qingshan was a billionaire, he would inevitably open his mouth.

Boban then introduced this young man, who is the fourth generation heir of the family, Thorsten. It is this young man who wants to sell the antiques in his family.

Liu Qingshan asked Lu Fang to present the two cans of tea he had brought. After all, it was not easy to be empty-handed when visiting someone's home.

"Oh, thank you, thank you very much, Mr. Mountain. My great-grandfather liked drinking tea very much back then, so we have always had the habit of drinking tea."

The great-grandfather Thorsten mentioned was, of course, Baron Hemet.

And from the name he called Liu Qingshan, he had obviously recognized him.

While letting the guests into the room, Thorsten said: "I am also a football player, but I injured my thigh and can no longer play."

"But this is my favorite sport. I have also seen a lot of news about Mr. Mountain in the World Cup. I heard that you made a lot of money from the gambling company. Congratulations."

Yes, people know your background.

"It's just a fluke." Liu Qingshan responded with a smile.

Entering the living room, Liu Qingshan looked around. The furnishings were simple and simple, which instantly made people feel calm.

Liu Qingshan also nodded secretly: It seems that the families that can be passed down to this day still have some background.

While he was looking at it, his eyes were attracted by something. It was a large blue and white jar placed in the corner. It was very big. Judging from the pattern on it, it was the ghost valley going down the mountain.

Liu Qingshan moved his eyes elsewhere with difficulty. He didn't want to be too obvious and give the other party too many opportunities to raise the price.

After sitting down, someone brought tea soon. Liu Qingshan took a look at the tea set. It turned out to be an official kiln with pastel colors in the late Qing Dynasty. It was very elegant.

It seems that the baron was pulling things back a lot.

After drinking a cup of tea, Liu Qingshan entered the topic and said, "Mr. Thorsten, I heard that your ancestors lived in China and brought back some antiques. Can I take a look?"

"Mr. Mountain, I know you. I heard from my friends that you purchased a large number of antiques and oil paintings on the island country and spent hundreds of millions of dollars. It's really a big deal."

Thorsten really knows Liu Qingshan's deeds relatively well, and he even knows about this.

I guess they are both young people and pay special attention to their peers who have achieved higher levels of achievement.

Liu Qingshan could only say a few words of humility, and had a vague feeling in his heart: He is a well-connected person, so it would be difficult to get a bargain this time.

Soon Liu Qingshan calmed down: since he can't pick up the leaks, he can just trade normally.

At the current price, Chinese antiques are still cheap.

After getting rid of the worry about gains and losses, Liu Qingshan became more calm, chatting and laughing with Thorsten, from songs to football, and from football to art.

Thorsten originally wanted to be a football player, but after being injured, he gave up martial arts and started studying painting. It is said that he is now somewhat famous.

The two chatted happily, and Thorsten stood up and said: "Mr. Mountain is indeed versatile. Such a person is qualified to visit our family's treasure room."

It turns out that this still needs to be tested. Liu Qingshan really doesn’t know what to say. These nobles have a sense of arrogance in their bones.

On the top floor of the villa, a room is dedicated as a collection room.

Liu Qingshan and others were also slightly shocked after following Torsten in.

The collection room of nearly 100 square meters is filled with various antiques and works of art. It can be described as a dazzling array of things. But I don’t know what the taste and value are like?

Thorsten gently turned a celestial globe, and suddenly it sparkled with gold. The surface was covered with gold foil, and the celestial bodies on it were inlaid with various gemstones:

"This was the royal gift of His Highness Napoleon. I think when His Highness was turning the celestial globe, he was thinking of the stars and the sea, right?"

When Napoleon conquered Europe, he also took away a large number of treasures and put them all into the Louvre. Otherwise, where do you think all the treasures in the Louvre came from?

Although Liu Qingshan didn't know whether what Torsten said was true or false, judging from the luxurious materials used in this celestial globe, it must be worth a lot of money.

"And this one is a fine piece of Chinese porcelain. It is said that there are less than twenty pieces in existence in the world."

Thorsten carefully took down a small cup from the shelf and continued to say with a smile:

"Because it's too precious, I didn't take it out to entertain Mr. Mountain for tea just now. Please forgive me."

Liu Qingshan blinked: "I never thought about drinking tea from a chicken cup."

The Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup once sold for 280 million yuan. Liu Qingshan never expected that he could see one here.

"Can I get started?"

Lu Fang was also a little nervous. It was the first time for him to see such precious porcelain with his own eyes.

"Of course." Thorsten nodded, and then added:

"A few years ago, experts from Christie's auction house came to me and asked for one million US dollars to buy this small cup, but I didn't agree to it."

Lu Fang nodded solemnly: "I will be careful."

There are eight chicken bowl cups in the museum on Baodao and two in the Palace Museum in the capital. However, there are still doubts. They may be imitations in the late Ming Dynasty.

There are a total of five in museums in Europe and the United States, and there are probably four or five in the hands of private collectors, all collected by collectors in Europe, the United States and island countries. This is basically the total number of chicken bowl cups in existence.

Lu Fang also had to be careful. If it was accidentally damaged, there would be no place to compensate.

There are many imitations of the Gu Mian Chicken Cup in later generations, so Lu Fang appraised it very carefully. After looking at it carefully for more than half an hour, he nodded to Liu Qingshan.

"You can take a look at the other collections." Thorsten introduced with a smile when he saw Liu Qingshan and Lu Fang's eyes fixed on the chicken bowl cup.

Is it necessary to see other collections?

It felt like I had just eaten honey, and then eating watermelon was tasteless.

However, Liu Qingshan and Lu Fang quickly rejected this idea, because the Torsten family's collection was really not simple.

There is also a sword used by Emperor Qianlong here, as well as an exquisite Yushanzi.

The leather shell on the outside is very beautiful. The carving shows an old monk practicing in a cave. The design is ingenious.

Judging from the exposed jade flesh, it is clearly the best mutton-fat jade among Hetian jade.

Lu Fang even came up with an idea: robbery!

Liu Qingshan was also shocked in his heart: Take out any of these and they are all treasures. It seems that this family does have a profound heritage.

The more this happens, the more worried Liu Qingshan is: there are too many treasures, and he is afraid that the other party will not take action easily.

This point can be seen from Thorsten's long time of grinding before bringing them in.

People know the value of these antiques, and they seem to be well worth the money.

After watching it for more than two hours, I left the treasure room and returned to the living room to drink tea again.

Liu Qingshan turned the tea cup in his hand, and the chicken cup he saw just now still appeared in his mind.

"Mr. Thorsten, are you interested in transferring these collections of yours?" Boban finally got to the point.

Thorsten smiled and shook his head. Judging from his expression, he didn't seem to be faking it.

Alas, Lu Fang couldn't help but sigh.

Liu Qingshan also felt a deep sense of loss and unwillingness in his heart, and he felt as if he had entered Baoshan and returned empty-handed.

Whether it's a chicken cup or a Yuan blue and white vase, he wants them all.

Thorsten took a slow sip of tea: "Mr. Mountain, I heard that you bought Vincent's Sunflowers over there in the island country?"

"You know, I am also learning painting now, so I really want to see this work."

Isn't Vincent Van Gogh the most outstanding painter in the Netherlands?

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but cheer up: "Yes, it's a vase and fifteen sunflowers. Mr. Thorsten, maybe we can each take what we need."

He didn't buy those oil paintings for collection. The main purpose was to barter.

Now it seems that the other party probably has the same thoughts.

Thorsten also smiled and nodded: "Mr. Mountain, that's exactly what I meant."

There was still talk, Lu Fang was in high spirits, and Boban was secretly relieved. If he couldn't close the deal, his work would be in vain.

Since Thorsten knew that Liu Qingshan was buying oil paintings in the island country, there was no need for Liu Qingshan to falsely report the price. Doing so would be a bit of a loss.

Nine million US dollars was the price he paid for the painting.

After Torsten heard the price given by Liu Qingshan, the smile on his face became even stronger, and he stretched out his hand to shake Liu Qingshan's hand:

"Since Mr. Mountain treats people with sincerity, I can't hide anything. I can choose whatever I want in the treasure room just now."

"As for the price, the auction house has already evaluated it, so just follow the price above."

It's not bad, and it can be considered a return favor.

Liu Qingshan took the pages handed over by Torsten and looked at them one by one: the highest estimate given by the Chicken Jar Cup was 1.5 million US dollars.

In addition, the sword used by Emperor Qianlong is estimated to be 500,000, and the price is within an acceptable range, even if it is the current market price.

It was impossible to get a bargain, but it also didn't cost a high price. This was a fair transaction for both parties.

While discussing with Lu Fang, Liu Qingshan sketched the items and selected more than thirty Chinese antiques, which could reach nine million US dollars.

What puzzled Liu Qingshan was that there was no big blue and white jar on it.

After careful consideration, Liu Qingshan asked: "Mr. Thorsten, the jar in the living room should also be an antique from China, right?"

Looking along his fingers, Thorsten nodded: "According to the appraisal by the people at the auction house, it is a blue and white jar from the Ming Dynasty in your country. They paid two thousand US dollars for it, so I didn't buy it."

As he spoke, Thorsten walked over to the jar, picked it up, with the mouth facing down, and with a splash, a bunch of debris was poured out of the jar.

Liu Qingshan and Lu Fang's hearts were in their throats: Please don't sell me!

At the same time, I felt dumbfounded: It was regarded as porcelain from the Ming Dynasty. No wonder it was used to store sundries.

Only Thorsten's voice came over: "Mr. Mountain, it seemed that we were still five hundred dollars short of nine million just now, so I just used this jar to top it off."

Liu Qingshan was completely speechless: How could the big blue and white vase from the Ghost Valley down the mountain be regarded as a nuisance?

In any case, this is the best news I heard today, and Liu Qingshan certainly accepted it happily.

Thorsten called a lawyer, and the two parties signed an exchange contract on the spot.

In fact, this transaction is similar to communication between Tibetan friends. This is the norm for many transactions.

In short, both sides get what they want, and everyone is happy.

Liu Qingshan entrusted Lu Fang and Boban to handle the rest.

When the actual exchange takes place, Uncle Lu will need to fly over with the Van Gogh painting and conduct a final appraisal on the way.

We have to guard against this kind of thing. In the antique shop, package swapping is too common.

Even Boban, including Boban, cannot be completely trusted now. What if he and Thorsten join forces to make a plan?

The day after signing the agreement, Liu Qingshan flew back to London.

The performance of the Heart to Heart Art Troupe went smoothly and successfully. After Liu Qingshan came back, Gao Lingfeng placed a large pile of invitations in front of him:

"Qingshan, these are invitations to you to attend the banquet. It is said that there are many nobles among them."

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: "I don't have that much time to serve these noble masters. Brother Gao, it's better for you to go instead of me and lead Lao Cui and Jiaju. It's not rude."

"I must know you want to hide from Qingjing." Gao Lingfeng also smiled, and then took out one from the invitation:

"I'm afraid you can't avoid this. It's an invitation from Mr. Martin, Chairman of the Football Association."

A smile appeared on Liu Qingshan's lips: "This is not about drinking, but about football."

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate.

The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now.

Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them.

There, a figure was lying down.

This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, occasionally observing its surroundings vigilantly.

It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky.

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