Goldfinger is a bit strange

The next day, the Seoul media was full of news about the performance of the Huaxia Heart to Heart Art Troupe.

The most used headline was: Dae Jang Geum, the pride of the Korean nation!

The photo of little Jinzi with a bright smile on her face made the headlines of many newspapers. In the photo, the little girl grinned, showing her white teeth and a gap in her teeth, looking playful and cute.

She instantly became the daughter of the nation. That's right, the citizens of South Korea think so anyway: since we are all from the same nation, of course she is ours.

In addition, the reports about Mr. Mountain and the hurricane girl were also very eye-catching.

Liu Qingshan and his friends were having breakfast in the restaurant in the morning. Lao Cui read the newspaper, which made Liu Qingshan speechless:

Basically, it was a report about Mr. Mountain loving the Korean culture and performing Dae Jang Geum with all his heart.

The most amazing thing was that a newspaper, who didn't know where it got Liu Qingshan's hometown from, happened to be Jilin Province, where the largest number of Koreans lived, so they found out that Mr. Mountain was also from the same ethnic group as them.

Liu Qingshan was speechless. Gao Lingfeng advised him cheerfully: "At least our goal has been achieved. We have deepened and promoted the friendly relations between the two countries."

"You can't sell me to them."

Liu Qingshan also joked: "Little Jinzi is so cute, just sell her!"

Everyone was laughing and the dinner table was full of joy.

The previous worries and concerns were all gone, and everyone became confident again.

Although they were a little uncomfortable with the media style here, from another perspective, it also reflected that they were indeed very popular.

Under the media hype, the organizers were very happy because the people who bought tickets were very enthusiastic.

The tickets for that day were sold out early, and there were countless people clamoring to buy tickets.

The organizers immediately made a bold decision: change the venue and go to the Jamsil Sports Complex that can accommodate 100,000 people.

As for whether there can be 100,000 spectators, haha, anyway, as long as there are 50,000 people, it will make a fortune.

However, after all this trouble, the performance tonight will obviously have to be postponed for one day. After all, the preparation work such as setting up the venue and debugging the equipment is also very cumbersome.

The organizer communicated the situation with Liu Qingshan, and Liu Qingshan certainly had no objection. It would be the same for 10,000 people or 100,000 people, and it would also increase the income.

The matter was quickly determined: take a day off today and the singers can move freely.

The organizer arranged translators and tour guides to lead the guests to visit Seoul.

Liu Qingshan originally wanted to take a walk, but a guest came to the door.

The person who came was Cui Minhao, an old friend. He also saw the news in the newspaper and found the hotel.

As an old friend, Cui Minhao was not treated less in Liu Qingshan's hometown.

This time Liu Qingshan finally came to South Korea. No matter what, he also wanted to do his best to be a good host. wWw.7

After the two hugged, they sat down and chatted, of course, talking about the investment in China.

Cui Minhao said vaguely: Mr. Jin, the old president, now regrets selling the food factory, because after these few months, people with clear eyes gradually feel that the situation is not as bad as imagined.

Many people who were eager to sell their industries in China at the beginning are now aware of the bad situation.

Mr. Jin's food factory is still good. Liu Qingshan did not deliberately lower the price and still maintain a good cooperative relationship.

However, only a few people can sell it, and Samsung's losses are greater.

The main reason is that if you want to sell, you have to have someone who can afford it, right?

So most companies have no one to take over. As a result, after a few months, suddenly there is a bright future. Who can you talk to?

On the contrary, those who sold the factory are probably angry now.

The two chatted for a while, and Cui Minhao invited Liu Qingshan to his home. Here, those who can be invited to the home must be close friends. If the relationship is average, just find a pub outside.

In the old words, this is a good relationship between family members.

Liu Qingshan also understood this, so he readily agreed.

Cui Minhao made another request: his little daughter admired Lao Cui very much, and asked if they could go to his home together.

It happened that Lao Cui didn't want to go shopping and was in his room, so Liu Qingshan called him. After all, there was someone who knew the situation, so as not to be rude when visiting someone else's house.

Soon Lao Cui appeared, holding Xiao Jinzi in his hand. The two of them, one big and one small, actually got along well.

Then it was just right to go together. Cui Minhao was also overjoyed. He had seen it in the newspaper: this little singer is so popular.

There was just one car for several people. Cui Minhao drove across the bridge. At this moment, a thin layer of ice had just formed on the Han River.

Liu Qingshan was very happy: "Old friend, you live in Gangnam, haha, just sing a Gangnam style for you."

Although Gangnam is home to less than 1% of the population, it is the rich area of ​​the city, roughly equivalent to Manhattan or Beverly Hills.

Cui Minhao also smiled and shook his head: "I am at most a middle-class person, not a rich person. I bought an apartment and still need a loan. There is no way. The education conditions here are better."

In fact, it is similar in every country. School district housing is very tight.

When Liu Qingshan arrived at Cui Minhao's apartment building, he asked and found out that it actually cost nearly 500,000 US dollars. This is really not something that ordinary citizens can afford.

That is to say, Cui Minhao has developed well in the company in recent years, and his income has increased a lot, so he dared to buy a house here.

Cui Minhao's family has come out to greet him after hearing the news: Cui Minhao's wife is a gentle middle-aged woman wearing a traditional long skirt.

A little daughter Cui Wenji, about ten years old, is quiet and gentle.

But when he saw Lao Cui, his eyes lit up immediately, obviously his little fan.

There was also a tall and handsome young man, Cui Minhao's eldest son Cui Jinzhu, who was a year or two older than Liu Qingshan, but bowed and called Liu Qingshan "uncle".

Liu Qingshan waved his hands repeatedly: "We are about the same age, each has his own way."

Cui Jinzhu didn't agree. People here have a strong sense of family. If he dared to call his father's friend a brother, he would be scolded.

But Xiao Jinzi happily held Cui Wenji's hand and exchanged gifts.

Old Cui also handed the gift he brought to the hostess respectfully. Liu Qingshan just bought some Tai Chi ginseng on the way here.

Now that he has become a big shot, it seems a shame not to give some gifts.

Fortunately, he likes to bring some small things to give to others, so he took out a jade rabbit pendant and hung it around Cui Wenji's neck, which made the little girl very happy.

As for Cui Jinzhu, there was no suitable gift, so he had to give up for the time being.

"Boss, do you have any for me?"

Little Jinzi looked at him with envy. She also learned from Xiaodengzi and others to call Liu Qingshan "Boss".

"Of course, but I will give it to you after I return to China."

Liu Qingshan touched Little Jinzi's head. This girl will perform a few shows in South Korea and then she will return to China. She is still in elementary school. When she returns, go to Shanhaizhai and ask her to choose one.

The hostess also bowed to thank him. Cui Minhao felt that Liu Qingshan's gift was too expensive. The jade was a good thing at first glance.

But he didn't say anything. He would make it up to Liu Qingshan when he went to his house later.

After entering the house, the floor was wooden. After putting on slippers, Xiao Jinzi was led by Cui Wenji to her room to play, and everyone sat on the floor.

The hostess brought ginseng tea. Here, the culture of Korean ginseng permeates every aspect of life and is the most important tonic in South Korea.

Of course, ginseng is now planted.

Liu Qingshan remembered that Cui Minhao's company wanted to destroy the forest to plant ginseng in Jiapigou, but was rejected by Liu Qingshan.

Because the environment for ginseng growth is quite special, the forest land is rich in humus, which is the most suitable.

But this approach is too destructive and not advisable.

However, it is okay to plant ginseng in the reclaimed land.

The most important thing is that the climate and environment in their hometown are very suitable for the growth of ginseng.

In this regard, cooperation can be carried out, but I don't know if Cui Minhao intends to change jobs and work alone.

The floor should be heated. Sitting on it, drinking ginseng tea and chatting, it was very comfortable.

During the period, Cui Wenji took out a few small notebooks and asked Lao Cui to sign them. They were probably all for her classmates.

Lao Cui also smiled and wrote his name, and also wrote words such as "learning progress". The little girl was very happy.

During the chat, Liu Qingshan asked about Cui Jinzhu's situation. It turned out that she had just graduated from university. When she was in college, she studied history and currently stayed in school to teach.

Cui Jinzhu said respectfully: "Uncle, I was lucky enough to watch the performance yesterday. It was very exciting."

His school also gave him free tickets, so Cui Jinzhu also went.

After that, he smiled and nodded to Lao Cui: "I came out of school today and saw that many students on campus were imitating your horse-riding dance. It would be better if there was music."

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but think: "That's easy. If possible, select a few songs from the concert and make a tape."

Liu Qingshan didn't know that the organizer had already started to think about this and was negotiating with the leader Gao Lingfeng.

In South Korea, entertainment is more developed, so the business sense is also very keen.

Cui Minhao's family has no intersection with the entertainment industry, so they quickly changed the subject. Cui Jinzhu said to Liu Qingshan:

"Uncle, I like the song of Dae Jang Geum very much. Is it called Calling?"

Uncle is uncle, Liu Qingshan is also helpless. Since he is an uncle, he has to give his nephew some advice.

So Liu Qingshan said: "Jinzhu is a history student, right? In fact, with your literary accomplishment, you can write about the story of Dae Jang Geum."

Without any other gifts, Liu Qingshan could only give a more elegant gift.

Cui Jinzhu's eyes lit up when he heard this, but then he shook his head regretfully: "Unfortunately, there are only a few records of Xu Jang Geum's deeds in history books."

"It is precisely because there are so few that it is easy to compile and create." Liu Qingshan felt that this nephew's mind was a bit old-fashioned, like a history student.

I didn't see that in a few years, those jokes and the like began to become popular.

"Uncle is right." Cui Jinzhu's attitude was really good.

Cui Minhao also thought this was a good idea, because he knew Liu Qingshan better and liked to work with others.

And every book he wrote was very popular.

He knew his son. There was nothing to say about his knowledge, but his brain was not very bright. If he could get Liu Qingshan's advice, he might really make some achievements.

So he smiled and said, "Qingshan, you don't have to be polite. Just treat them like your own children and nephews."

Since the old man said so, Liu Qingshan was not polite and told Cui Jinzhu the outline of the story in the TV series Dae Jang Geum in his memory.

Cui Jinzhu took a pen and took notes while listening, but his brows gradually frowned. Finally, he couldn't help but interrupt Liu Qingshan:

"Uncle, it seems that it's not like this in history."

Even Cui Minhao couldn't stand it anymore and knocked on his son's head: "Why don't you get it? This is not a historical paper. This is a story. Do you know how to make up a story?"

Don't say it, this really got Cui Jinzhu's attention.

While listening, he combined the outline of the story told by Liu Qingshan with the big background and events of the Lee Dynasty at that time, and derived many characters and plots, and reported to Liu Qingshan excitedly.

"Yes, that's it. This is an inspirational story, so how to be inspirational is the best." Liu Qingshan also showed a teachable look.

During the meal, the hostess came over several times to pour tea. She wanted to urge them to eat, but she saw that they were very interested in talking, especially her son, who seemed to have opened his mind after receiving the teachings of a master. It was a rare opportunity, so she did not urge them to eat.

"Uncle, I understand. Thank you for your teaching." After Liu Qingshan finished speaking, Cui Jinzhu actually bowed down.

That's right, there is also a kneeling ceremony in the tradition here.

Liu Qingshan was so shocked that he quickly helped Cui Jinzhu up. This child was too honest.

"Mom, I'm hungry." Little Cui Wenji and Little Jinzi ran out holding hands. The two little girls were having a good time, and there were beads of sweat on their foreheads.

"I'm sorry for neglecting the guests. Let's eat now." The hostess hurriedly arranged for the meal.

They still sat on the ground, set up a long table, and served colorful dishes. The hostess's cooking skills were still good.

Of course, kimchi was indispensable, but in such a formal banquet, kimchi was just a decoration.

Liu Qingshan also drank a little bit of wine. The alcohol content here is generally not high, usually about 20 degrees.

This kind of family banquet has a relaxed and warm atmosphere, so Liu Qingshan was very satisfied with the meal and ate three bowls of rice.

Xiao Jinzi's belly was also bulging. The little girl stayed up late last night, so after dinner, she went to Cui Wenji's room to sleep.

It was quite convenient to sleep. She spread the bedding on the floor and just lay down.

Liu Qingshan was a little envious: it was better when I was a child, I could sleep after eating and be carefree.

On the contrary, the older I get, the more troubles I have, and the more unhappy I become. It is better for people to keep a pure heart.

Thinking about it, I was so stupid when I was a child, I even looked forward to growing up early.

Little did I know that that was the happiest time in my life.

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was 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 blood rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, and blue-black corpses and pieces of meat were seen everywhere, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that were bustling in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy at this moment.

Only blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, unable to distinguish one from the other, shocking.

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

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking alone at the mottled stones in front.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes, full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, swept through his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about 70 feet away from him, and occasionally vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest disturbance.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the belly of the wild dog.

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