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"It's not bad, it's not bad, I heard it all here." Liu Qingshan hurriedly shouted.

Only then did Uncle Lu's voice come out on the phone: "Qingshan, aren't you kidding me?"

"That's right, it's Song Huizong's five-color parrot picture. What's the matter, is it a loss?" Liu Qingshan's heart was hanging again. After all, he was not a professional, so he might have made a mistake in judgment.

"Losing money? Qingshan, you can make a lot of money this time. That's a national treasure!"

From the voice, I could hear Uncle Lu's excitement, and then he started talking about the pictures of Shanghe River during the Qingming Festival, pictures of living in the mountains in Fuchuan, pictures of five cattle, pictures of Han Xizai's night banquet, and so on.

There are things that Liu Qingshan has heard, and there are things that he has not heard. Finally, Uncle Lu said:

"This five-color parrot picture is comparable to these paintings. If you say it is precious or not, it is a priceless treasure!"

Liu Qingshan also understood a little, and was even more happy in his heart. He didn't know that this five-color parrot picture not only has paintings, but also inscriptions and poems on it, so it is even more precious.

That is to say, in this era, the value of Huaxia's artworks has not been fully developed, otherwise, the Boston Museum will definitely not exchange it.

From this point of view, Liu Qingshan can be regarded as a big bargain.

He was happy when he heard Uncle Lu say on the other end of the phone, "Qingshan, when you come next time, you must bring this painting."

"Tell Bai Erye to help you clean up. Those foreigners don't know how to do it, and they won't handle our Chinese paintings."

Liu Qingshan heard it and thought it made sense, so he agreed.

But he was about to set off for Heihe soon. If he went to the capital, he really didn't know when.

If he asks others to take it, he is really worried.

After putting down the phone, Liu Qingshan was in a happier mood, thinking that he should get something delicious for Xiao Li and the others, then kill another big goose and stew the big goose in an iron pot.

When I got home, I saw that Xiao Li was also with John, admiring the starry sky, and looking at the satisfied smiles on the two people's faces, it was estimated that in their hearts, they also felt that they had taken advantage of them.

"Such a great work, I almost destroyed you. How can oil paintings be so decorated?"

Seeing Liu Qingshan, the old John immediately became angry.

Liu Qingshan looked at it, it turned out to be framed according to Chinese painting.

Thinking about what Master Lu said just now, he didn't realize that he laughed dumbly: Yes, let's not talk about anyone else.

The dinner was of course very rich, especially the big pot of goose, which was filled with glutinous rice flour and dried potatoes. Xiao Li and the others had their mouths full of oil.

However, Xiao Li said that they were leaving tomorrow, mainly because Mr. John was in a hurry to go back and deal with the framing of the painting.

Then, Xiao Li took Liu Qingshan and started to discuss the idea of ​​the new book.

The two reporters were taken aback for a moment: It seems that we haven't interviewed yet?

The interview of the two of them can only be put on tomorrow, because Xiao Li and Liu Qingshan chatted for most of the night.

The next day, Xiao Li's group, Gu Yaya and Lu Xiaofeng were sent away, and then the interview continued yesterday.

But now, they have gained a new understanding of the interviewee: this is not only a leader who can lead villagers out of poverty and become rich, but also a writer.

Can you go abroad to earn manuscript fees, can you say that they are not good?

If you don't like it, try it!

A few days later, the deeds of Jiapigou were published in the provincial and municipal newspapers, and they were all under the title of "100,000 yuan village".

As for Bishui County, it has been publicized early on.

The north is typical, this sentence is not in vain, Jiapigou has become a new model.

Just wait for a national newspaper like the People's Newspaper to add a bunch of firewood.

In the end, even Lin Zizhou couldn't sit still, and came to Jiapigou ahead of time. He was also worried that he would be the first to climb by other colleagues.

In fact, this worry is not necessary at all. Their newspaper office is doing a series of reports. If they don't move, other newspapers will definitely not dare to grab it.

"Qingshan, it's really good. It has become a village of 100,000 yuan so quickly. I thought it would take three or two years."

As soon as they met, Lin Zizhou congratulated.

The development of Jiapigou has indeed exceeded his expectations.

It's all his own, and Liu Qingshan doesn't have to hide it: "Uncle, it's actually a bit lucky, mainly because the yew saplings sold for a lot of money."

"Furthermore, less than 100,000 yuan is allocated to everyone."

Of course, Lin Zizhou knew that Liu Qingshan paid the most money and held the most shares in contracting Dashan.

Therefore, in the income of Jiapigou Cooperative, Liu Qingshan accounted for the largest proportion.

However, this kind of thing is still a bit too sensitive at the moment, and it is better not to mention it when reporting.

When everyone is working hard to become a household with 10,000 yuan, you have become a household with 10,000 yuan. I don’t know how many people will be jealous?

Lin Zizhou is very familiar with interviews and so on. In three days, he has completely mastered the first-hand materials, so he can see how to write it back.

"Qingshan, I heard that you also published two books abroad, what's going on?"

Lin Zizhou felt that in addition to the series of reports, an exclusive interview with Liu Qingshan could be done so that he could play a more exemplary role.

Since it is an exclusive interview, of course, we need to collect more materials.

The moment is poetry and literature and the like, and the last brilliance, if it can be labeled as a writer, will definitely have a greater influence.

When Liu Qingshan heard it, he waved his hands again and again: "Uncle, this is meaningless, so don't write it. I just made up a story. As a result, the two foreigners took it seriously and wrote it. I didn't move a word at all."

Lin Zizhou smiled and shook his head: "Others like to put gold on their faces, so how come it's the other way around."

"Qingshan, anyway, the book has your signature on it, and the manuscript fee is half of yours. This can't be fake, right?"

"It's better not to publicize this aspect, so as not to laugh and be generous." Liu Qingshan knew his level, and he would not agree to it, so Lin Zizhou could only give up.

After Lin Zizhou's interview team finished the interview task, Liu Qingshan quietly handed him the five-color parrot picture and asked him to hand it over to Uncle Lu.

He can't make time for it himself, and he doesn't feel relieved to give it to others, but Lin Zizhou is a good candidate.

Along with them, there are also fifty thousand dollars, which will be used as activity funds for Lao Mao'er and the others.

This is part of the manuscript fee. This money is a lot of effort. It is impossible to exchange checks in the county or even in Songjiang City. Liu Qingshan went to Spring City to claim the money.

The rest, 50,000 was kept at home, and the remaining 400,000 dollars, he was going to take directly to Heihe.

After all, the US dollar is also a hard currency internationally, and Lao Maozi also recognizes it.

Liu Qingshan guessed that on Maozi's side, chaos had already appeared, and many people in power were thinking about making a fortune and running away, and then going to Western countries to be at ease.

The ruble of their own country is not easy to use in those countries.

Lin Zizhou smacked his lips when he saw that Liu Qingshan took out so much foreign exchange again. Last time he helped him with it, is this Qingshan really willing?

So he couldn't help but persuaded: "Qingshan, good steel is used on the blade, this money..."

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Uncle, this money is mainly for buying antiques from the Friendship Store. It would be a pity if the good things of our country go abroad."

"Just like this five-color parrot painting, which was first exiled to the island country, and then transferred to the United States. If it weren't for the coincidence that I had a Van Gogh painting on hand, would I be able to get it back so smoothly?"

What can Lin Zizhou say about this kind of practice, so he has no choice but to accept the money silently.

Then I heard Liu Qingshan babbling over there: "That's Van Gogh. If it's a shoot, it's like playing for tens of millions of dollars. Uncle, do you think I've lost a lot this time?"

As a reporter, Lin Zizhou, of course, has some knowledge of some art auctions, and knows that what Liu Qingshan said is true.

But the account was not calculated like this, so he raised his face: "This five-color parrot picture is even more priceless!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Liu Qingshan, who was looking at him with a smile, where there was a little bit of a loss, he was clearly smiling like a fox who stole a chicken.

So Lin Zizhou glared at Liu Qingshan angrily: "You'd better keep a low profile on this matter and try not to spread it out, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't live in peace in the future."

Liu Qingshan blinked twice, and understood what Lin Zizhou meant.

If such a repatriated national treasure is known to some people, it will definitely be righteous and awe-inspiring under the guise of national righteousness and ask him to dedicate it to the country.

Not to mention the current era, even in a few decades, this situation cannot be completely avoided.

This point, Liu Qingshan really hadn't thought about it. These days, he was happy to patronize.

So he nodded to Lin Zizhou: "Uncle, I know, I will definitely not shout all over the world."

He wants to be low-key, but some people are high-profile; Liu Qingshan doesn't want to shout, but some people want to shout all over the world.

A few days later, Lin Zizhou called and told Liu Qingshan bad news: that Robert Lee, also known as Xiao Li, after returning to China, he was interviewed and spread the news of the exchange of Van Gogh's famous painting "Starry Sky".

Van Gogh's paintings have been very popular in the past two years, so the news suddenly caused a sensation.

Oil paintings worth at least $50 million have settled in the Boston Museum.

Even some newspapers in the United States came up with such headlines in order to attract attention.

It was okay at first, both Xiao Li and John gave a fair evaluation of this transaction.

But there are always those media who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they start to praise Xiao Li vigorously, and at the same time belittle the five-color parrot picture.

For a while, it was so confusing.

It was first posted on Hong Kong Island and started to be reprinted, and then it was spread to Yangcheng. Some newspapers in the south were the first to disclose the matter.

Although their report was very positive, they claimed to welcome the national treasure "Five-color Parrot Picture" home, but the news eventually spread.

After putting down the phone, Liu Qingshan also rubbed his temples: "Little Li, can't you keep a low profile?"

How could he know that Xiao Li is now complacent.

And this guy is not stupid at all. With this wave of popularity, the sales of the Jurassic Park book have risen again and again, and of course his reputation has also risen.

However, his fussing caused a lot of trouble for Liu Qingshan. Lin Zizhou said on the phone: "There is already an expert from the Palace Museum, and I asked him for the contact information of Liu Qingshan. It is to be prepared to verify the authenticity."

And listening to what the expert meant, he was going to persuade Liu Qingshan to transfer this national treasure-level painting to the museum for collection.

not good!

Liu Qingshan immediately realized that it was not good. The appraisal and so on were all pretences.

Even if he spends money to buy it from him, Liu Qingshan will not do it, and he is not short of money.

Besides, he doesn't believe that the other party can come up with 50 million dollars. After all, this five-color parrot picture, the starry sky used for exchange, is still worth this amount at a conservative estimate.

Liu Qingshan is well aware of the pressure of public opinion. At that time, a big hat of national righteousness will be buckled. What do you think?

Of course he was not reconciled to handing over the painting.

If you don't pay, those people will definitely not be reconciled.

If his mouth is crooked, he might ruin his reputation.

I am afraid that the positive image that has been accumulated so hard in the past two years will be destroyed by these people at once.

If we can't afford to hide, Liu Qingshan originally planned to leave for Heihe, but now, he has to go out to avoid the limelight.

It's already early December, and the border trade should be officially opened in January, so it's time to go.

At home and in the village, it was temporarily in the winter leisure time, and there was nothing to be busy with, so Liu Qingshan simply embarked on the journey neatly.

The only companion was Li Tieniu, the younger brother.

On the one hand, it is to strengthen security. The most important thing is that Li Tie Niu has a lot of alcohol.

If you do business with Maozi, if you can't drink, you will definitely despise you.

Li Tie Niu, who drinks no matter how much he drinks, doesn't get drunk, and no matter how much he drinks, he wastes it. It's no problem to be a professional wine escort.

The brothers were driving, and Er Biaozi was still sitting in the car. He was on the way to Hashi to visit his godfather, Mr. Xu.

Songjiang Qingdao was able to break out of today's name, and the old professor Xu Yirong had a lot to do with it.

Therefore, not only Er Biaozi is going, but Liu Qingshan is also ready to go to the door to thank him and get to know the "Father of Rice in Cold Regions".

Nanlongping and Beiyirong are of course not for nothing.

Along the way, Liu Qingshan was in the car, and the two brothers rushed to drive, and it was not his turn at all.

However, Er Biaozi's driving book has not yet come down, so it is only on some flat roads that he can rest assured that the car is handed over to him.

In winter, most of the roads are covered with a layer of snow, which is very smooth like a mirror. At this time, there are no snow tires, which is a test of driving skills.

Sitting in the back row, Liu Qingshan closed his eyes for a nap, and suddenly heard a squeak of brakes in front of him, and then felt the body shake.

When he opened his eyes, he found that the car was already in the ditch.

Fortunately, the roadside ditch was not deep, and the speed of the car was not fast, so the car did not overturn.

Looking at Er Biaozi who was driving, his face turned pale with fright, and he kept saying, "I didn't hit anyone, I didn't hit anyone..."

Liu Qingshan hurriedly opened the car door, got out of the car and looked towards the road, only to see a man in a padded jacket lying in the middle of the road.

Not far away, there is a house that goes all the way, and it looks like a village.

At this moment, there are more than a dozen people, and Sayazi is running here, shouting loudly: "I bumped into someone, I bumped into someone!"

Look at those people, all with guys in their hands, some with picks and handles, some with forks and shovels.

There was even one with a foreign cannon on his shoulder.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but blink: It seems that the visitor is not good...