Hello, 1983

Liu Qingshan was annoyed by this kind of guy who won love with a horizontal knife. He saw that he was going to pick up a big leak, but he was spoiled by the wool roll. He could bear it.

So he moved his arms, squeezed his fists, and got close.

So frightened, Master Lu and Lao Mao'er hurriedly stretched out their hands and grabbed him: If you beat a foreigner here, then the old birthday star will be hanged.

"I just went over to shake his hand and say hello."

Liu Qingshan was also a little dumbfounded. He was not sick, how could he do it?

The best way to deal with foreigners is to fool them directly.

When the old brothers heard it, they let go. Liu Qingshan waved and greeted "Hello", and started chatting with the foreigner.

The other party was in his early thirties, more than 1.85 meters tall, with a strong build, and it seemed that he attached great importance to exercise and sports.

Liu Qingshan also said in proficient English: "Sir, I think it is necessary to popularize the historical knowledge of China for you, and then you can make a decision."

Wool Roll looked at him blankly, not knowing what this guy wanted to do.

Liu Qingshan snapped his fingers and told the foreigners about the Qin, Han, Jin and Tang Dynasties, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, as well as the approximate time of the Republic of China, and quickly confused the foreigners:

"My God, China is indeed a country with a long history, unlike us America, which has a very short history."

The foreigner shrugged his shoulders and added, "Although our history is short, we are very strong now." After speaking, he flexed his arms and showed off his muscles.

Of course, the only ancient civilization that has not broken its inheritance is not just kidding.

It's still just getting started, but in a few decades, it will reemerge to rival your country.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan became full of confidence again: "Oh, my friend, you are very smart, you should be able to understand, I mean, this big bowl is from the Republic of China, and it is only a few decades from now. , so it's not quite an antique."

"You can buy those antiques from earlier eras, which are the treasures that witness history."

Hearing what he said, the waiters behind the counter rolled their eyes at Liu Qingshan, presumably thinking of this guy as a traitor.

in front of foreign guests,

A face of a slave, I bah!

The foreigner of the wool roll nodded vigorously: "Thank you, friend, you can call me McCall, I work at the embassy, ​​thank you for your advice."

"You can call me Liu."

Seeing that the flickering succeeded, Liu Qingshan stretched out his hand and shook McCall again.

This Mr. McCall, on the other hand, went to look at other antique china with great interest.

Liu Qingshan gave him another piece of advice: "Actually, if you want to buy porcelain to take back, just buy those modern porcelain. The workmanship is very good, and you can use it with confidence. Even if you accidentally break it, you won't feel bad."

After he finished speaking, he winked at McCall: "And it's not bad to give away, even if it's a precious antique, your friends in China can't tell the difference anyway."

Oh, can you still do this?

McCall suddenly felt a little enlightened: Yes, anyway, in their eyes, they can't tell the porcelain of that era, why not buy those cheap modern products?

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became. McCall gave Liu Qingshan a hug: "Oh, Liu, thank you so much. Come to my place if you have time. I'll treat you to coffee."

Although I couldn't understand what they were saying, I also stared at Master Lu and Lao Mao'er in a daze: "Awesome!"

Soon McCall went to see those modern porcelains, and temporarily said goodbye to Liu Qingshan. When he left, Liu Qingshan nodded to the waiter:

"Please pack the big bowl just now for me, I want it."

ah this?

The waiter's eyes widened: "You, you..."

Liu Qingshan smiled: "How can such a good thing end up in the hands of foreigners?"

"Okay, sir, 3,000 yuan, but unfortunately we can't give you a discount here, otherwise we will definitely give you a cheaper price." The waiter was angry at Liu Qingshan just now, but now he looks more and more pleasing to the eye.

Liu Qingshan also thanked him: "I didn't go to exchange foreign exchange vouchers, can I just use US dollars?"

"Ok, Ok."

The waiter quickly packed the large porcelain bowl. After Liu Qingshan paid, he placed the packed bowl on the counter.

Liu Qingshan was about to stretch out his hand, but a big furry hand was covered on the palm of his hand. He looked up and saw that it was the wool roll just now. He went back and forth, staring at him angrily:

"You also liked this big bowl just now, didn't you, you deceived my feelings!"

"Mccall, I think you misunderstood something."

Liu Qingshan still had a faint smile on his face, and said unhurriedly: "What suits you is the best, and I already have porcelain from other dynasties, so I just bought another piece from the Republic of China, and it's perfect. , and you don't need it."

The big furry hand withdrew immediately. Obviously, his master was successfully fooled again.

"Liu, I was impulsive. I apologize to you. Can you help me buy some porcelain. Each of them is so beautiful that I don't know how to choose."

McCall quickly smiled again.

All right, for the sake of your sincerity, I will help you.

Liu Qingshan suggested that Master Lu and the others would continue to select antiques here, serve as a consultant for foreigners, and select modern porcelain. His level is enough.

Next, Liu Qingshan showed his profound knowledge: the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, you have to come with a full set.

Jinling Twelve Hairpins, these are the beauties in our famous novels, all of them are at the level of Hepburn, and a set is necessary.

And this, one hundred and eight generals of Shuibo Liangshan...

This made the workers responsible for packing porcelain in the Friendship Store busy, and the manager looked at Liu Qingshan with enthusiasm: Talent, if the employees in the store were so good, there would be no need to worry about sales at all.

After Liu Qingshan finished his help, he found that the two middle-aged uncles over there were not at all disadvantaged, and all the $50,000 he brought was spent.

Looking at the unfinished appearance of the two, I definitely want to continue shopping, but unfortunately I really have no money in my pocket.

However, it was quite rewarding. A total of more than ten pieces of porcelain were purchased, and each of them was a high-quality product. Liu Qingshan was so happy that he also smiled: This should be regarded as a good start, and it is still very popular.

The workers at the Friendship Store were busy carrying the packaged china out. Liu Qingshan and the others were pretty good, but McCall's side was all piled up into a hill.

This product came in a small car, and it couldn't fit in the trunk. Finally, the manager communicated with him and asked for his detailed address, and he was responsible for delivering it to the door in a while.

When going out, McCall also greeted Liu Qingshan: "Liu, you are welcome to come to my place as a guest."

"I must, I wonder if you can watch the Olympics broadcast there?"

Liu Qingshan also had an idea, so he asked with a smile.

McCall also shrugged and complained: "It's a pity that I can only see your country's broadcast, oh, my trapeze Carl Lewis, and my diving prince Loganis!"

When the guy was holding his head, he was interrupted by a greeting from the side: "Sir, you like china very much, I wasted your precious time, can you take a look at this piece of my china?"

He spoke stumbling English, and even Liu Qingshan followed his reputation. It was a man in a white shirt and glasses, under the age of thirty, holding a large cardboard box in his arms.

McCall is also used to it. Since he came to this country, he has encountered a lot of people selling things to him, so he quickly turned his attention from Lewis and Loganis to each other's cardboard boxes.

The man immediately looked happy, put the box on the ground, opened it carefully, and took out a huge jar from inside.

It's so big, I guess it's enough for a jar of pickled salted duck eggs.

"Sir, this is an old object from my family's ancestors. The $20,000 is yours."

The man seemed a little reluctant, but soon made up his mind.

"Hey, hey, this price is too high. I bought more than a hundred pieces of porcelain just now, and I only spent a few thousand dollars."

McCall shook his head vigorously, probably thinking in his heart:

Although your jar is relatively large, I have a lot of them.

Disappointment flashed in the man's eyes, and he was about to put the jar back in the box.

"Can we take a look?"

Liu Qingshan also asked in English.

"You are an overseas Chinese, you can, of course!" The man's eyes showed hope again.

Lao Mao'er and Master Lu got together and started to study, while Liu Qingshan chatted with the man without a word:

"Since it's inherited from the family's ancestors, where can I sell it if I don't have anything?"

The man raised his glasses with his hand: "I want to go abroad, I want to leave this place forever!"

Liu Qingshan had a good impression of this person at first, but he was completely disappointed: no matter what you have experienced, a person who abandoned his motherland, he disdain to be with him.

Even the old hat straightened his waist, looked at the guy with contempt, and muttered: "Forget the ancestor's dog thing!"

And Master Lu nodded to Liu Qingshan: "It should be a blue and white jar from the Ming Dynasty. If it is 20,000 US dollars, it is not worth it."

"I am the blue and white of the Yuan Dynasty!" The man was still arguing.

"Hehe, who doesn't know that there are no blue and white flowers in the Yuan Dynasty, who are you coaxing?" Master Lu didn't look good either.

"This is passed down from generation to generation by my ancestors, how could it be wrong."

The man continued to argue.

Liu Qingshan suddenly moved in his heart. He suddenly remembered a public case in the collection industry: there was no blue and white in the Yuan Dynasty, which has always been a misunderstanding in China.

It was also a foreign researcher who was the first to discover that it was just because of the lack of international exchanges that people in China still had the original misunderstanding.

It was not until the big blue and white pot of Yuan Dynasty that went down the mountain in the ghost valley was auctioned for a sky-high price, and it was not known to the Chinese people.

Could it be that this big jar is really a big jar of Yuan Qinghua?

He didn't take a close look just now, because he was a complete layman in the identification of antiques, and he looked at it in vain, but now, of course, he should take a good look at it.

First pick up the big jar and take a look at the bottom. There is no signature, and most Yuanqinghua have none.

Since Master Lu can date it to the Ming Dynasty, it may be a blue and white jar from the Yuan Dynasty.