Hello 1983

After entering the warehouse yard, many people along the way began to greet Liu Qingshan and the others.

Most of the stevedores were from Dongshan Village, and they were familiar with Liu Qingshan. Of course, the one he was most familiar with was Li Tieniu, who was the son-in-law of Dongshan Village.

Li Tieniu grinned and patted those stevedores.

"Boss, I look like you from afar!" I saw Wang Yufeng trotting to the front, and now he is also the little boss, acting like a dog.

Liu Qingshan patted Lao Wang on the shoulder: "Is everything okay at home?"

"Okay." Wang Yufeng agreed with a smile, he is really doing well now, married and established a career.

Although he didn't know that his fate was changed because of Liu Qingshan and he was saved from prison, but his gratitude to Liu Qingshan was sincere.

Under the guidance of Wang Yufeng, the group walked around the yard and saw many Maozi driving large trucks queuing up to load.

They basically unload in the morning and load in the afternoon, and they run once a day.

In the eyes of these hairy drivers, this is a good job. Come here, you can have a good meal at noon.

Not to mention anything else, at least instant noodles soaked in ham sausage can be made with strength.

In addition, if you get two packs of cigarettes or a few bottles of wine and take them back in the car, you can exchange them for money.

"What are these things?"

Boss Huo was also a little dizzy looking at the long loading queue. He didn't expect the border trade business to be so booming.

Wang Yufeng replied: "We have everything, food and drink, and Maozi is short of everything except women."

"Even lack of men?" Boss Huo was amazed.

"You don't know, Maozi girl. Now I'm looking forward to finding a man from our side. Even if I can't register for marriage, I can live in secrets. Once the inspection comes, I will hide the man in the cellar."

Lao Wang was talking endlessly, while Liu Qingshan joked with a smile: "Brother Huo, how are you, are you tempted?"

Hou San even slapped his small chest loudly: "My daughter-in-law, Anna, is from there!"

"Brother Hou, can your small body do it?" Boss Huo asked with a smirk.

"It doesn't matter whether it's high or low, just find the middle." Hou San and Boss Huo chatted very speculatively, with a bit of a sympathetic posture.

At this time, Fei Lie said: "Mr. Mountain, can we have a look at the products in the warehouse?"

Seeing that the business here is so hot, even Fei Lie is jealous and a little tempted.

Liu Qingshan nodded, this is of course no problem, and he originally wanted to take Fei Lie and Edward to have a look.

I walked through a few warehouses, full of liquor, instant noodles, clothing and the like; the warm warehouse also has canned food and ham sausage.

As for the bulk items for export such as flour and oil, they are not dumped into the warehouse at all, and are stored directly in the open air.

In the past two years, the people in Maozi have been living in dire straits, and the supply of flour in Siberia has been insufficient and needs to be imported, so what do you think is all mixed up?

"Are there any more expensive items?" Of course, Fei Lie looked down on these daily necessities, looking at a lot of them, they were actually worthless.

Liu Qingshan thought for a while, then nodded: "We are partners, that's why I took you to see it, don't tell outsiders about this."

So they opened a warehouse and turned on the lights. Immediately, everyone felt that their eyes were too dazzled to keep their eyes open.

I saw that the ground was yellow and clear, and there were pieces of gold bricks stacked up.

"I'll be good, Brother Qingshan, you are still a treasure in a golden house." Boss Huo went up to pick up a piece, feeling heavy.

Although all the gold present here came from rich families, the strong visual impact of seeing the gold is still very shocking.

The gold was transported by Liu Qingshan from Maozi.

Boss Huo put down the gold nuggets, then saw the ivory displayed on the shelf, and immediately picked up another one: "Brother Qingshan, this is a parallel import, right?"

Liu Qingshan shook his head: "This is the ivory of a mammoth, and it was passed through legitimate channels."

"Okay, okay, brother, I'll buy one, make an ivory cane, and give it to my dad." Boss Huo stood the ivory on the ground, almost as tall as him.

Then he said with a smile in his mouth: "It seems that it's not bad to lean on like this."

With a son like you, the old man probably couldn't handle the whole ivory.

Liu Qingshan waved his hands in distaste: "Okay, I'll see you off, just treat it as my filial piety to the old man."

"Okay, okay, then I'm not going to be polite, haha, what else can I do with the leftover scraps?"

Huo Boss is really not polite at all, such a big ivory, you have the nerve to say that the rest is leftovers?

And Young Master Zheng squatted in the corner, holding a piece of jade in his hand, and looked at it carefully. He is from a jewelry family, so of course he knows how to do it:

"Is this Hetian jade seed material? No, it's not as oily as Hetian jade. Brother Qingshan, is this the Russian material that has appeared in the past two years?"

Liu Qingshan nodded: "Yes, it is Russian material. Compared with Hetian jade, it is certainly not enough, but the advantage is that it is white enough."

Laymen, in fact, can't distinguish these two raw materials at all, so there are many people who use Russian materials to pretend to be Hetian jade in later generations.

However, the quality of the mountain and water materials in Russian materials is not bad.

"There should be middle and low-end users who like this kind of jade."

Young Master Zheng analyzed, and then asked: "Brother Qingshan, I wonder if you can give us Zhou's jewelry, and also provide this kind of jade?"

Liu Qingshan nodded, now the mining of Russian materials is controlled by his people, and the output is getting bigger and bigger, it is really too much to rely on Shanhaizhai alone.

I was looking for a market, but it was rare that Zhou's jewelry came to me, so I smiled and said:

"Of course there is no problem. Our relationship is not outsiders. But the ugly thing is to say that the carved objects must be marked as Russian materials, and the price is more than ten times lower."

"It's natural. Doing business is of course based on honesty."

Young Master Zheng expressed his opinion on the spot, don't look at him as a playboy, but he still has some integrity.

People on Hong Kong Island are still quite fond of jade and jadeite.

Especially this kind of Russian material, made into bracelets or pendants, is whiter and tenderer than Hetian jade, so it is very suitable for middle-level consumer groups.

Seeing that Liu Qingshan and Zheng Dashao were having a heated conversation, Edward and Fei Lie looked at each other, then nodded slightly together:

They all had similar ideas, and they all fell in love with this batch of gold.

The money invested is estimated to be about the same. They don't care about the paper-like bonds. It's really not good. It's good to get some gold back. It can reduce the loss to some extent, right?

The first thousand and eighty-eighth chapter is really free and easy

Liu Qingshan led a group of people with their own thoughts, and went there in the afternoon after visiting the warehouse.

From the greedy eyes that Edward and others showed after seeing the batch of gold, Liu Qingshan felt that it was almost the same.

This batch of gold seems exciting, but in fact, if it is converted into US dollars, it is less than [-] million.

Of course, this is Liu Qingshan's purchase price. According to the current market price, it is worth about [-] million US dollars.

On the second day, before the customs formalities were reported, Liu Qingshan led the group to the Dadao Free Trade Zone. Boss Huo and the others had always wanted to experience it.

At eight o'clock in the morning, just as the sun came out, the river surface became lively.

Large and small vehicles all headed in the direction of the big island.

Now it is rare to see people carrying bags by themselves, but there are two pulling sledges, and their speed on the ice is not slow at all.

"It's so lively." Boss Huo still bent over and pushed his back, helping to push the sledge.

The man pulling the sledge suddenly felt the rope on his shoulder lighten, looked back, and immediately laughed loudly: "Thank you, it's very easy, why don't you sit on it and try it?"

Just give it a try, Boss Huo has made all kinds of luxury cars, but he has never made a wooden sledge.

Everyone else laughed at it, and everyone seemed to be infected with heroism in this place.

This point can be seen from the clothes. The original suits and leather shoes have been replaced by cotton coats, leather hats and big felt boots, which look rough.

After a stroll, we arrived at the Big Island. The trading area here has been increased several times, and supporting facilities such as parking lots and hotels have been built. Finally, it is not the original grass-roots team.

Liu Qingshan led the group into the greenhouse, the scene in front of him was basically equivalent to a large market, with people coming and going, bustling.

The items on the shelves are also dazzling. On the domestic side, there are mostly daily necessities; on the Maozi side, there are mostly binoculars and the like.

Bulk items are basically no longer traded here.

"This is a Russian matryoshka. Buy a few sets and give them away." Pan Mingpai quickly took a fancy to the matryoshka, and then saw some birch handicrafts at the booth, and bought a lot of them.

Anyway, it's not something expensive, for these people, it's just a fun to buy.

But when Pan Mingpai paid in Hong Kong dollars, the Maozi stall owner kept waving his hands.

The most popular here is the US dollar, followed by the Huaxia currency.

Of course, this is in terms of currency. If you can trade with Maozi's favorite food, that will be the most powerful.

For example, when a group of people came to the booth of Longteng Company, what they saw was the most primitive form of trade, barter.

Longteng's booth is also the largest, with a long row; the goods are also the most abundant, with all kinds of food, daily necessities, textiles and home appliances.

The biggest piece is the motorcycle, and it is very popular with Maozi.

It is said that on the opposite side, if you ride an AX-100 motorcycle, you will definitely be able to carry a long-legged girl behind you.

Liquor is a hard currency. Boss Huo saw a Maozi, and happily exchanged a bottle of Erguotou for a woolen coat.

Moreover, he bit off the cap of the bottle and gulped down several gulps into his mouth.

Seeing this, the Longteng employee who sold the goods threw a piece of ham sausage over to Lede, and kept yelling Ha La Shao.

Although Longteng's business is mainly engaged in wholesale business, transactions like Da Dao's have not been thrown away.

Firstly, there is a fixed booth, which is convenient for contacting business; secondly, this method is easy to flow, and after a year, it can earn several million, which is enough to pay for the employees.

Boss Huo and the others also saw that a young Maozi traded a Volga car for a motorcycle.

Anyway, it can be regarded as a car, and it is worth tens of thousands of yuan.

"Can I exchange this painting for a motorcycle?"

Many boys surrounded the motorcycle, staring at it greedily, and then a young man in his 20s took out an oil painting with a frame from his cloth bag.

"We don't have an appraiser here, so we don't know the value of your oil painting." A female employee of Longteng spoke proficient Russian and communicated with the other party.

Artworks like oil paintings, works of masters, are of course sky-high prices; but if they are ordinary painters, they are also worth a wage.

"It was a gift from a friend. He said it was very expensive. It shouldn't be a problem to change to a motorcycle, right?" The young man showed the oil painting.

In the foreground of the picture are a few birch trees, and in the distance is a small village covered with snow, with a strong rural style.

The staff still shook their heads. They definitely can't do this kind of business. A motorcycle is worth a lot.

"Let me take a look." Liu Qingshan is not good at identification.

"You are Mr. Liu!" Several employees also looked at Liu Qingshan in surprise. If Mr. Hou hadn't followed behind, they really wouldn't dare to admit it.

Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile, then went up to look at the painting. The size of the oil painting was medium, tens of centimeters.

Liu Qingshan has a characteristic when looking at paintings. Unlike those regular appraisers, he relies entirely on his feelings.

For example, when I first saw Van Gogh's starry sky, I could judge that the painting was extraordinary based on my intuitive feeling.

The painting in front of him also brought a very comfortable feeling to Liu Qingshan. There was a sense of vitality in the tranquility. The small village in front of him was like his hometown Jiapigou.

No matter who created the work, in short, it incorporates the creator's love, which is rare.

To be able to reach this level of art means that he has broken away from the group of ordinary painters.

So Liu Qingshan nodded again: "It can be exchanged."

"Oh, you have a good eye." The young Maozi praised Liu Qingshan, then stuffed the oil painting into his arms, and happily went to pick up the motorcycle.

Those employees were a little worried, but fortunately, it was Mr. Liu who came forward to make the deal, and they didn't have any responsibility.

"This painting can be regarded as my personal exchange. Let me tell you later, I will pay for the motorcycle."

Liu Qingshan explained to the staff that this oil painting, which he plans to hang on the wall of the old house, should be very suitable, the key is to look comfortable.

"Mr. Mountain, can I have a look?" Edward leaned forward. This guy usually likes to collect art, and he also has some research on oil paintings.

Liu Qingshan handed over the frame, Edward was quite professional, let's look at the signature first.

After searching for a long time, I finally found a few letters on the texture of a birch tree.

He whistled: "Sakarov, oh, not bad, you can be regarded as a contemporary Russian master, Mr. Mountain, your vision is really good!"

The last sentence is a sincere compliment from a collector.

Because this painting is worth at least a dozen motorcycles.