The years of red flags

Chapter 1375 Aztec Gold Coin
This political advisor from the Embassy of the Motherland of John lowered the window and sat in the car staring at Jiang Hua fiercely. If his eyes were laser eyes, Jiang Hua would have turned into juice long ago.

Jiang Hua walked quickly to the car, but did not touch it. The consular car was equivalent to the territory of a country, and Jiang Hua would not take the initiative to hand over the information to them.

Just looking at the counselor condescendingly, Jiang Hua smiled and asked, "Mr. Counselor, are you watching a movie?"

"Ok?"

The counselor didn't know why Jiang Hua was going to ask this question, so he just frowned and said, "What do you want to express?"

"Have you seen the Pirates of the Caribbean movie? It's the first one, The Curse of the Black Pearl."

"of course."

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "That person must know that the members of the Black Pearl took the Aztec gold coins and were cursed, turning into undead and sinking forever."

"so what?"

The counselor was extremely puzzled. At this time, he was talking about movies with him. What kind of medicine was Jiang Hua selling in the gourd?

"Do you believe this curse is real?"

The counselor sneered at Jiang Hua's words: "Nonsense, that's a movie, just a ridiculous story."

"I took money that I shouldn't have taken and spent it." Jiang Hua said with a smile, "Don't you think this plot is very similar to reality."

"What realistic plot?"

"Hahahaha." Jiang Hua laughed: "You took the Qing Dynasty's money and were cursed by Yehenala. If you don't return the money and supplement it with the blood of the invaders, you will fight against the Qing Dynasty in the future. Same."

Jiang Hua said in a strange tone: "In the future, your country, your people, your bodies and minds will be eroded by the curse and will sink forever, just like the Qing Dynasty."

The counselor cursed: "Nonsense, bullshit."

Although he was not convinced, the counselor shivered for no reason, as if he really felt like he was surrounded by a curse.

The embassy car drove away quickly. Jiang Hua looked at the retreating shadow happily. The accompanying foreign affairs officer gave Jiang Hua a thumbs up: "Senior, you are the one."

Xiao Ma also gave Jiang Hua a thumbs up: "You are still able to talk nonsense. You can talk about such nonsense. I feel like he is really scared by you."

"I'm not talking nonsense." Jiang Hua opened his arms: "None of what I said is nonsense. At least look at it. The West is now plagued by the opium problem as we were before."

Xiao Ma nodded immediately: "That's right, the problem on their side does seem to be serious."

"The combat effectiveness is declining and the economy is declining." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "The most important thing is that they are still indulged in the myth that they are Western powers. Is it the same as the Qing Dynasty?"

"It's true, I didn't expect you to do this kind of thing."

Jiang Hua laughed and scolded: "I'm a bastard. Although I say I have to believe in science, some things just can't be explained. Maybe retribution is true." "Of course it is true." Xiao Ma said with a smile: "Goodness Good will be rewarded and evil will be rewarded. This is a golden saying left by our ancestors. If there is no retribution for doing evil, how can the world be true, good, and beautiful? "

A few days later, another porcelain vase was exhibited at the Guanfu Museum. This time it was leaked from the Imperial John Museum. The same situation as the previous painting caused a great sensation in the circle.

But this time, the counselor did not come again, because he knew very well that it was impossible to get these things back just by talking, but if they really had to use diplomatic relations, they would not be able to lose face. I can only knock out my teeth and swallow it in my stomach, and the matter will end here.

This incident served as a strong advertisement for the Guanfu Museum, and more and more people came to visit every day. In the antique circle, Jiang Hua and Xiao Ma suddenly became famous.

Not only because they brought a large number of overseas cultural relics back to the country, but also because they did not show timidity in the face of pressure from the great powers. This is a man, a man, and this kind of character is popular in the antique circle.

Jiang Hua paid 50 million U.S. dollars for all the antiques this time. In fact, he was prepared to pay 100 million U.S. dollars. However, Belinsky did not want so much, so in the end he had to cut it in half and gave 50 million U.S. dollars. Of course, Jiang Hua also believed it. The cost of these things for Belinsky was definitely not 50 million, or even 10 million. After all, most of them were obtained by paying off debts.

The Forbidden City held a grand exhibition for the two animal heads. It was also on this day that Jiang Hua got his coveted consultant certificate and could tour the Forbidden City.

I walked in through the staff passage in a swaggering way. If the security guard had any questions, he would just show his ID. I also have a ID, so there is no need to buy a ticket.

The Forbidden City actually prepared a bicycle for Jiang Hua. I don’t know whether it is Tony Leung Ka Fai’s bicycle. It looks quite new, but it is an old bicycle. Maybe it really belongs to the actor with a thousand faces.

Zheng Tong went directly to the restoration studio to visit. He wanted to see how the staff of the Forbidden City restored cultural relics.

Jiang Hua rode this bicycle around the palace compound. I think Puyi did the same thing back then, but he didn't expect Jiang Hua to get the same treatment as the last emperor.

Many closed palaces in Jianghua cannot be opened without the company of staff. They are all locked, and the locks are quite advanced.

After pedaling for a while, Jiang Hua also went to the restoration studio.

"Puyi must have had good physical strength when he was young." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "I rode the bicycle for an hour, which was a bit strenuous."

Zheng Tong said disdainfully: "You have experienced the experience of the last emperor by riding a bicycle. Do you want to find someone to get you a 36-carrying chariot so that you can experience the feeling of Qianlong?"

"No, it's too decadent." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Have you learned anything from watching people restore cultural relics?"

"If I could figure it out with just two glances, wouldn't all those decades of hard work be in vain?"

Jiang Hua looked at the quiet studio where the staff were repairing the cultural relics in their hands in an orderly and rhythmic manner, and immediately lowered the volume.

"This is meticulous work, no less impressive than the eighth-level workers back then." Jiang Hua said with admiration, "This is almost the same as making missile parts."

"Don't Huaxing Group have a rocket production workshop now? You can go there and have a look when you're done and see what the difference is."

Jiang Hua shook his head: "It's different. Now too fine parts can be 3D printed. There is no such manual work as the eight-level hand-rolling missiles before."

At this time, a person came in from the door and expressed his opinion: "The restoration of cultural relics can never be done on an assembly line. We would like to be able to do that, but unfortunately it is unrealistic."

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