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It was not until the evening that Liu Qingshan and his party came out of the bank with satisfaction.

After some bargaining, the total cost of 80 antiques was 600,000 US dollars, an average of less than 10,000 US dollars per piece.

Liu Qingshan was quite satisfied with this price. Needless to say, even the jade nail, which was returned intact to Zhao, could not be bought with 600,000 US dollars.

Liu Qingshan thought it was a bargain, but Uncle Lu muttered "too expensive".

In China, except for the initial purchase at the overseas Chinese store, the price was a bit expensive, and the rest of the ones I found by myself were basically hundreds or thousands of Chinese yuan.

Liu Qingshan had to comfort him: "Uncle, these returned from overseas are all top-notch, so don't worry about the price."

Lu Liang also added with a smile: "Yes, Master, didn't you see those oil paintings? They are all worth millions or tens of millions each, which is even more outrageous."

It would have been fine if he didn't mention this. When he heard this, Uncle Lu got even more angry:

"I don't understand. Our ancient landscape, flower and bird paintings are more artistic and much better than those messy paintings by foreigners. Why is the price so different?"

This question is more complicated. It's meaningless to worry about it. Liu Qingshan smiled and comforted: "Uncle, it's just right now that it's cheap. We can still save some money."

"Boss is right. Let's wait for the antiques in our hands to increase in price." Lu Liang knows Liu Qingshan's background. He has spent a lot of money on this over the years.

In fact, whether the price increases or not has nothing to do with Liu Qingshan. His antiques are only in, not out.

However, while the land price is cheap now, we should think about a place in the capital to prepare for the future private museum.

The group got on the vehicle arranged by the bank and returned to the hotel.

As for the antiques they bought, they had already been registered and kept in the bank, and they would be taken away when they returned.

It is safer to keep such valuable items in the bank.

Liu Qingshan actually wanted to buy two oil paintings, but this would have to wait until he acquired the antiques. If he still had funds, he could try it.

When they returned to the hotel, they found that the work team of the Twelve Music Band had not returned yet.

Wu Tong made a phone call to inquire, and knew that the organizer invited the band to dinner, so he was relieved.

The rest of the group had a bite in the hotel restaurant, and then prepared to go back to the room to rest.

After all, the whole afternoon was spent studying antiques, which was still very exhausting.

Especially Uncle Lu, who was old and had less energy.

However, the old master uncle had good physical fitness and was fine. He even dragged Li Tieniu out, saying that he wanted to watch the geisha performance.

"Uncle Master, I have a wife, I won't go." Li Tieniu shook his head vigorously.

Liu Qingshan also laughed: "Uncle Master, don't lead Tieniu astray, I won't be able to report to Xiaocui when I go back."

"Forget it, go back to the room and sleep, I still want to win glory for the country."

The old man was left alone, and he couldn't play, so he had to go to sleep.

Nothing happened overnight. The next day, Liu Qingshan and his group were about to go to another bank to buy goods, but they were told by the hotel that there were guests visiting.

Liu Qingshan was also a little puzzled: It seems that I don't have many friends in this country, but I do have some enemies?

When I went to the reception room of the hotel, I saw that there were more than a dozen people who stood up and bowed:

"Mr. Liu, I am Ichiro Watanabe from Central Mitsui Trust Bank."

"Mr. Liu, I am from the Agricultural Bank of China."

"I am from Chiba Bank..."

Liu Qingshan basically understood that the news of yesterday's purchase must have spread, so these people came to join in the fun early in the morning.

But it's good this way, so I don't have to take the initiative to look for it.

So he smiled and nodded: "Good morning, everyone, don't worry, we will visit each bank one by one."

The representatives of those banks didn't think so: your funds must have a limit, if you spend it all in other banks, won't we have nothing to do?

So a dozen elites in suits started to fight for it. If there weren't distinguished guests like Liu Qingshan present, they might have practiced karate.

"Haha, we are still quite popular." Lao Maoer was watching the fun happily.

"Uncle, it's the US dollars in our pockets that are popular." Liu Qingshan remained sober.

He didn't stop them, just let them fight each other, wouldn't he be the one who benefited in the end?

After they quarreled for a while, Wu Tong said with a smile:

"It's not a good idea for you to quarrel like this, why don't we go to the bank that offers the biggest discount first."

In fact, Liu Qingshan also thought so, but because of his status, he couldn't say it so bluntly.

But Wu Tong had no scruples. Her current identity was just that of a translator.

As expected, those people stopped arguing. They all looked unhappy, and they obviously realized that they were all being treated as fat sheep.

There was no way. There were too many mortgaged items piled up in the bank's accounts. Antiques were still good, but no one wanted real estate and cars.

If this continued, the bank might go bankrupt.

"Mr. Liu, our Mitsui Trust Bank is very sincere. The price will never be higher than yours yesterday."

Watanabe Ichiro took the lead in bowing.

Liu Qingshan nodded, and looked at the others. Seeing that they were silent, Liu Qingshan stood up and said, "Let's go. Hurry up. My visa is only valid for one week this time."

The remaining bank representatives did not look very good, and they were thinking:

It seems that we have to go back and report quickly to get a more favorable price.

Otherwise, if they really fly away, where can I find such a good opportunity?

Items such as art and antiques are of relatively high value, so it is not easy to sell them.

Taking a bus to Mitsui Trust Bank, the process was similar to yesterday, except that there were more antiques here.

"Start working." Uncle Lu shouted and took out the magnifying glass.

For him, seeing so many antiques in front of him was a bit of a joy.

Normally, you may not be able to collect so many good things in a year.

After a full day's work, he finally finished inspecting the goods. Liu Qingshan spent another million US dollars and bought nearly a hundred antiques.

I spent a little more money, but it was worth it. I bought a small Jun porcelain bowl from the Song Dynasty.

The biggest feature of Jun porcelain is that it undergoes kiln transformation and its colors change strangely.

The color of this small bowl changes from azure to sea blue, giving it a sense of the same color as the sea and sky. Once you take a look at it, you will be mesmerized by it.

There is really no Jun kiln porcelain in Liu Qingshan's collection. The main reason is that Jun kiln is too expensive, so few people buy it.

That's why there are sayings such as "Gold is valuable but Jun is priceless" and "A family with thousands of treasures is not as good as a piece of Jun porcelain".

Liu Qingshan also couldn't put it down. He really wanted to take it back to the hotel and play with it.

However, for safety reasons, it is better to store them in a bank safe temporarily, and then you will have time to appreciate them after you bring them back home.

After a busy day, everyone was excited and a little tired.

It’s a bit tiring, but the harvest is huge. The pieces of antiques that are returned are the best reward for everyone.

When Gu waited and returned to the hotel, the lobby manager had already greeted him at the door. He bowed to Liu Qingshan diligently and said, "Mr. Liu, there is someone visiting."

Liu Qingshan touched his belly. At this moment, he was already hungry.

"Mr. Liu, Mr. Yoshino said that he has a piece of exquisite porcelain that you will definitely be interested in." The manager explained quickly.

It turned out that someone was selling antiques to his door. Liu Qingshan suddenly became less hungry: "Okay, where is he?"

So the manager led them into the living room, where they saw a slightly bald middle-aged man pacing back and forth.

When he saw the manager leading a group of people in, he couldn't help but look happy and bowed repeatedly: "I'm Yoshino, I'm taking the liberty of visiting, and I apologize for disturbing you."

Liu Qingshan also went up to shake hands with him: "Mr. Yoshino, we just came back from a day's work. Let's keep the story short."

After listening to Wu Tong's translation, Yoshino nodded repeatedly: "Okay, Mr. Liu, I heard that you acquired Chinese antiques. I have an ancestral porcelain in my hand. Can you take a look?"

After seeing Liu Qingshan nod, Yoshino went to unpack the box while saying:

"This porcelain plate has been passed down from generation to generation by my ancestors. I don't know how many years it has been passed down."

"Alas, it was passed down to me. Because the investment failed, I can only sell it. I am ashamed of my ancestors!"

Liu Qingshan just looked at the other party quietly, as if he was telling a story, and everything had to be told with objects.

Yoshino opened the box and found that the packaging inside was extremely careful. There were many soft clothes padded inside, which were obviously stuffed in temporarily to avoid bumps.

In the middle, there is a large plate. It is really big. It looks like it is about fifty centimeters in diameter, giving people a heavy feeling.

Yoshino carefully took out the big plate with both hands and placed it on the table, then wiped the sweat from his forehead with relief.

The people around were also stunned: What a blue and white plate!

The milky white glaze is as clean as jade, the blue and white flowers are delicate and deep, the peony pattern painted in the center of the plate is surrounded by a circle of entwined chrysanthemums, and the edge of the edge is rippled with water.

For such a large plate, it is not an exaggeration to call it a national treasure.

"This is blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty!"

Uncle Lu couldn't help but exclaimed, then looked at Liu Qingshan and nodded slightly.

Although he was calling Ming Qinghua, in fact, Uncle Lu had already concluded that the market in front of him must be Yuan Qinghua.

Prior to this, the domestic collection circle generally did not recognize the existence of Yuan blue and white.

However, Liu Qingshan had a large jar of Yuan Qinghua in his hand, so he spread the knowledge in this area to Uncle Lu, and then Uncle Lu knew about the existence of Yuan Qinghua.

This is no wonder domestic collectors and scholars, because Yuan blue and white in China are indeed rare.

On the contrary, ancient Persia, which is now some countries on the Iranian plateau, and island countries, retain a certain amount of Yuan blue and white flowers.

That's because after the Ming Dynasty destroyed the Yuan Dynasty, it tried its best to erase the traces of the Yuan Dynasty. Even Yuan blue and white porcelain was not spared.

In foreign countries, it has been passed down since the Yuan Dynasty, but it has been preserved. This is the main reason why the flowers inside the Yuan blue and white walls are fragrant outside the walls.

Seeing the happy faces of Liu Qingshan's team, Yoshino was also very happy. He thought that when the price was raised later, he could open his mouth like a lion.

One million US dollars, yes, a direct offer of one million US dollars.

In this way, after paying off the bank's debt of 500,000 US dollars, there will still be 500,000 US dollars left, and there will be a chance for a comeback.

Having made up his mind, Yoshino sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and waited for the other party to ask about the price.

Unexpectedly, Liu Qingshan shook his head: "Mr. Yoshino, we have just acquired a pair of such blue and white stocks at Mitsui Investment Bank, so I'm sorry to make your trip in vain."

how so?

Yoshino blinked his eyes hard several times, feeling a little doubtful: Could this be a way for the other party to lower the price?

After Wu Tong translated Liu Qingshan's words, he handed Yoshino a list recording the antiques acquired at Mitsui Investment Bank.

There is a pair of large blue and white dishes from the Ming Dynasty. As for the Yuan Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, Yoshino really doesn't know very well.

But Yoshino really needs money now: "Mr. Liu, how about half a million US dollars for this porcelain plate?"

He was planning to offer one million just now, but now he's discounting it by half.

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head, pointing to the price at the back of the list: the pair of large blue and white bowls only cost US$60,000.

Yoshino was completely heartbroken this time, and said cruelly: "For fifty thousand US dollars, this large plate is yours. In terms of size, it is bigger, isn't it?"

For $50,000, it would be a huge profit to buy a Yuan blue and white piece.

A large blue and white plate like this, left for ten or twenty years, would be worth tens of millions.

The value of Ming blue and white is not at the same level as Yuan blue and white.

Uncle Lu and the others looked at Liu Qingshan nervously, hoping that he would nod and agree.

Liu Qingshan shook his head again: "Mr. Yoshino, I can only give you a price of 30,000 US dollars. This is because you have been waiting here sincerely."

Yoshino opened his mouth, wanting to argue, but couldn't.

Finally, he said cruelly: 30,000 is just 30,000, it can at least alleviate the current situation.

After the money and goods were cleared and Yoshino left, Liu Qingshan stretched out his hand and high-fived everyone one by one.

"Don't let any of you stop me. I'm going to eat on this big blue and white plate tonight. I have to eat three bowls in a row!"

The old man shouted excitedly, "This big plate can probably hold a pot of rice."

Liu Qingshan was also very happy: "Uncle Master, please, when I go to bed at night, I still want to hug this Yuanqinghua plate."

After saying this, he suddenly felt a look, but it was Wu Tong looking at him with a smile.

Liu Qingshan just chuckled, and just as he was about to change the subject, he saw the girls from the Twelve Women's Band also coming back from recording the show.

Seeing this large blue and white plate, everyone was chirping around and looking at it in wonder.

Liu Qingshan had an idea: "I just happened to think of a piece of music. It would be most suitable to use folk music accompaniment. I can just find someone to sing it when the time comes."

The girls in the band immediately became interested, because they knew that the boss's product must be a high-quality product.

So they started making noises and yelled at Liu Qingshan to try singing first.

Liu Qingshan was also happy: "Then I will sing it and give it to someone present."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Wu Tong with a smile.

Just listen to Liu Qingshan start humming:

"The blue and white strokes outlined by the embryo are thicker and lighter, and the peony painted on the bottle is just like your first makeup."

"The sandalwood comes slowly through the window and I understand what's on my mind. The pen on the rice paper has been half-finished."

"The glaze color renders the charm of the lady's picture and is hidden away, but your beautiful smile is like a bud waiting to bloom..." 7K 叏橩

"The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and I am waiting for you."

"The moonlight was salvaged and the ending was fainted."

"Just like the blue and white porcelain passed down from generation to generation, it is beautiful by itself, and your eyes are smiling."

Opposite Liu Qingshan, the beautiful lady looked at him with a smile...

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, 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, the slightest movement would instantly make it fly.

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