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Hongshan Ancient Jade is rare in the first place, and the popularity has not risen now, so it is very difficult to identify it. It is indeed a bit difficult for Mr. Tanaka.

When Fujita was hesitating, he heard a few "ahhh" from the dumb grandfather, and even dug out a jade article, which was a black jade C-shaped dragon.

At this moment, Fujita Masaichi's eyes were about to burst into flames, he finally couldn't hold back, and asked Liu Qingshan:

"Liu Sang, I like these jades very much, can you part with me, please!"

"Do you want to buy it?" Liu Qingshan asked.

Fujita nodded nervously: "I like collecting jade articles very much."

Liu Qingshan scratched the back of his head, looking very embarrassed:

"Will it break the law if you do this? If you sell things to foreigners, if you are convicted of a traitor or something, I'd better not sell them, I won't sell them."

Seeing him keep waving his hands, Fujita Shoichi tried to persuade him through an interpreter:

"Liu Sang, you love me, this is a normal business transaction, just like the reason you sell wild vegetables."

Can that be the same?

Liu Qingshan slandered, but still shook his head stubbornly: "These jade stones should be regarded as antiques. They are left by the ancient people. They may have been thousands of years ago. They are definitely not allowed to be traded."

"There's no need to worry at all. I'm visiting the Friendship Store in your capital, and I can buy antiques directly."

Masaichi Fujita really wasn't fooling Liu Qingshan. In the 80s, in order to accumulate foreign exchange, he actually sold some antique calligraphy and paintings in shops.

Of course it's not an ordinary store, but something like a friendship store.

Of course Liu Qingshan is well aware of this, he is talking to Masaichi Fujita here because he doesn't want the other party to think that things come too easily.

Seeing that the heat was almost ready, he nodded reluctantly: "Then we have to make a written proof, otherwise I don't feel relieved."

"Yosie, no problem!"

Fujita Masaichi couldn't help being overjoyed.

He knows too well that in the current Huaguo, antiques are the least valuable thing, and a few hundred dollars is a high price.

And what the islanders need most now is banknotes. Someone in the island country once boasted: We can buy the entire country of America!

Although it was later proved that they were just big fat pigs raised by others, they could be killed whenever they wanted.

But at least during this period of time, the islanders are still indulging in the beautiful dreams they have woven.

While talking, the dumb grandfather dug out another piece of jade, which envied Fujita until his eyes glowed green:

Damn wolves, if they hadn't made trouble, these babies would be mine, mine!

Unable to watch any more, Fujita decided to cut through the mess quickly, and quickly negotiated a price with the other party: "Liu Sang, how are you going to sell these jade articles?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qingshan's mouth, and then he lightly raised his index finger.

"100 yuan, okay, okay, I agree with this price."

Fujita was overjoyed, and he even regretted it a bit: If he had known earlier, he would not have brought any expedition team, and it would be easier to buy directly.

100 yuan is not enough for him to eat a meal.

Liu Qingshan stretched out his little finger, and tapped his ears: "Mr. Fujita, I heard that right, 100 yuan, how much do you have, I will take it all."

Fujita Masaichi was half happy, but he couldn't help being a little bit surprised: "Then you mean 1000 yuan. This price is too high."

In fact, 1000 yuan is nothing to him at all, it's just a business, of course you have to bargain.

Liu Qingshan shook his head with a smile: "One piece of jade is 1 yuan, and it's still in US dollars, so the price is the same."

"Nani!"

Fujita was breathing fire in his eyes, staring at the greedy guy in front of him.

And Liu Qingshan looked back with a smile on his face.

The two looked at each other like this. Although they did not understand the language, their eyes were engaged in a fierce confrontation.

In the end, Fujita Masaichi was still defeated, there was nothing he could do, he needed these Hongshan jade too much.

And if you bring it back to China, the price will be ten times higher, and there is no problem at all.

So with a cold snort, he called an assistant to take full charge of the matter, while he hid elsewhere, out of sight and out of mind.

Feeling the undisguised hatred in the other party's eyes, Liu Qingshan didn't care at all. In fact, why wasn't it the same in his heart?

It's just that his current mood is exactly the opposite of that of Fujita Shoichi, and it is even brighter than the morning sun.

Someone sent the funds for building a wild vegetable processing plant!

After a full morning of work, a total of 11 yuan of jade was dug out.

Even Liu Qingshan felt a little strange: obviously buried 12 yuan?

Looking at the dug up sand beyond recognition, Liu Qingshan had no choice but to give up, and his heart ached so badly: ten thousand dollars.

The two parties finally signed an agreement. The agreement uses the languages ​​of the two countries, and there is no word Hongshan Jade in it. It only says that the thing being bought and sold is "jade".

Of course, Fujita Masaichi couldn't carry that much cash with him, and in a small place like Bishui County, the finances are too underdeveloped, and it's impossible to handle it at all.

In fact, in this era, the whole country is like this.

Anyway, Liu Qingshan doesn’t see the rabbit and doesn’t cast the eagle: If you don’t put the dollar in front of my eyes, don’t even try to take it away.

Fujita Masaichi was also anxious, so he simply stopped pretending, and didn't mention any inspections at all. He just wanted to go down the mountain quickly and complete the business quickly.

Liu Qingshan was not in a hurry: "You have to finish your lunch anyway, go down the mountain hungry, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk."

So we went to Woodcut Leng together, Fujita Shoichi couldn't even think about having a picnic now.

Zheng Hongqi was still staying in the wooden house. Seeing Fujita Masaichi and the others, he was a little surprised: Mr. Fujita, the inspection is over?

Fujita nodded his head: "I'm still investigating a ghost, and if I continue to investigate, I will definitely lose my life here."

Zheng Hongqi also breathed a sigh of relief. When he was sleeping last night, he seemed to hear a wolf howling.

Taking a closer look at these foreign businessmen, all of them are listless, with dark circles under their eyes, showing a sense of embarrassment.

Zheng Hongqi suddenly remembered something, and quickly said to the translator: "There are many powerful little bugs on this mountain, take the foreign guests to check inside the wooden house!"

At first, these guys didn't believe it, until they saw the grass crawler that got into it from one of the arms, and then they got goosebumps all over their bodies, and they all rushed into the wooden house like crazy.

Liu Qingshan was busy cooking, so he asked Master to go in and help them heal. As for whether he will get some infectious disease, it has nothing to do with him. Who told you to go camping yourself.

The dumb grandfather was also unwilling to serve the little devil, so he handed over the incense sticks and medicine powder to the female assistant, and then helped Liu Qingshan with his work.

Only Big Bear, who likes to join in the fun, squeezed into the wooden house, and no one else could squeeze him.

While Liu Qingshan was cooking, he heard the sound of arguing from inside the wooden house.

Chapter 2 and Four

Following that, Liu Qingshan saw that guy named Taro Tanaka running out angrily, still yelling.

Ask the translator, it turned out that this guy lost something and was blaming the partners of the expedition team.

Things should be very important to Tanaka, but this guy was arguing, and even started to attack his companions, and soon scuffled into a ball.

Anyway, they are all from your group, and it has nothing to do with us. If your brains are like dogs, you are capable.

In the end, Masaichi Fujita couldn't take it anymore, and cursed for a while, and the crowd stopped.

What a shame!

Fujita Masaichi regrets bringing these guys even more now.

After eating, Liu Qingshan yelled, then soaked big pancakes with vegetable soup, and made half a pan for Big Xiong, this guy was in a hurry.

He brought the basin to Big Bear, only to find that the guy's big paws were playing with something there.

Liu Qingshan snatched it over and found that it was a small iron cylinder, probably thicker than a pen, and there were some gibberish symbols on it, which should be in Japanese.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help reaching out to pat Daxiong's head: "You are a beautiful woman, how can you be a thief, hehehe, stealing is good, stealing is good."

Big Bear has a bad habit: he likes to rummage through other people's pockets.

This has something to do with its greediness, wanting to touch something delicious.

Liu Qingshan remembered that just now this stuff was also squeezed into the wooden carvings, and he just got it out to play with.

Looking at Tanaka Ichiro's eager look, it should be something more important.

In this case, there is no need to return it to him.

So he stuffed the little cylinder into his pocket and went back to eat.

After returning to Jiapigou, the others naturally returned to the county seat, and Liu Qingshan was not in a hurry, just waiting for the good news at home.

Thinking about the 11 US dollars that is about to be handed, Liu Qingshan felt so beautiful: so much money, how should I spend it, haha...

"Sanfeng, take off your clothes, sister will wash them for you, they are all dirty."

Liu Jinfeng's voice interrupted Liu Qingshan's fantasy: "Sister, I can wash it myself."

"I happen to be washing Xiaohuo's diaper." Liu Jinfeng said without any explanation, and took off his brother's shirt.

Well, I hope it doesn't smell like my great nephew.

Liu Jinfeng rummaged through all the pockets of the clothes, which was a must-do before washing the clothes, and the most worrying thing was getting the money wet.

But Liu Qingshan's pocket is quite clean now, he only found something like a pen and handed it over.

Liu Qingshan almost forgot about this thing, didn't pay much attention to it, just threw it on the cabinet cover, and then walked around the new house.

The foundation of the house was about to be dug, the old bricklayer explained that it could be filled with sand tomorrow, and asked Liu Qingshan to find some good guys to follow.

At this time, cement and other materials are in short supply and are not easy to get, so concrete is rarely used for foundations, and they are all filled with sand.

The sand can slowly settle by itself, but it takes a long time, so the sand is usually manually compacted. This is what is meant by the so-called solid foundation.

The labor of ramming has basically disappeared after decades, but it is still very commonly used now.

Naturally, Liu Qingshan readily agreed, and was just about to dig the foundation with him when he saw the old branch secretary strolling over with a small cigarette pouch in his mouth, and waved at him.

He had no choice but to jump up from the gutter again: "Grandpa branch secretary, what's the matter?"

The old branch secretary took two puffs of his small cigarette pouch before he spoke:

"Qingshan, a few days ago, didn't we report the road construction to the commune, and today Secretary Sun called and said that the commune didn't have that much spare money, at most half of it was paid, and we had to ask us to collect half of it ourselves. "

Liu Qingshan blinked: "What's the approximate budget?"

The branch secretary's grandfather sighed: "The sandstone road will cost more than 2 yuan, and our cooperative can't afford this money now."

The boss uncle who was working on the side also interjected. He is an accountant and likes to settle accounts the most:

"Qingshan, you don't know the price of firewood if you are not in charge of the family. Our cooperative now only has a few hundred yuan left on its books, and it still owes the bank a loan of 5 yuan."

After talking about it for a long time, he finally said: "Why don't you settle the payment for the wild vegetables, and don't give everyone any dividends, and invest all in road construction."

If these words were put forward in the past, they might be besieged by the villagers, but now, everyone has money in their hands, so they don't panic, and they express their support in a hurry.

The original dirt road, everyone really had enough.

Every family has children who go to school in the commune, and it is too difficult to go on a rainy day.

After everyone finished choking, Liu Qingshan said cheerfully: "It's just over 1 yuan, I'll pay it."

"No, no, no, I can't ask you to come out alone, the company owes you first."

The old branch secretary can still handle it clearly.

Liu Qingshan didn't care too much, anyway, he had just made a fortune, so he thought it was a little devil who paid to help them build roads.

The boss uncle also beamed with joy: "Qingshan, then I will go with you to withdraw the money, and hand it over to the commune tomorrow, and try to repair the road as soon as possible."

Really anxious, Liu Qingshan spread his hands: "I haven't got the money yet."

Everyone was discouraged when they heard it: Don't bring such a funny thing, Qingshan, why did you learn it badly?

"But it's just a matter of these few days. Not only the road construction, but also the money to build a wild vegetable processing plant are enough."

Liu Qingshan continued to talk cheerfully, and also found it quite interesting: before the money is in hand, plan to go out first.

The old branch secretary also knew that Liu Qingshan couldn't joke about this matter, so he happily went to the village department and called the commune.

The original dirt road has been walked for decades, and now it is finally about to complete its historical mission.

After breakfast the next day, more than 20 strong laborers in the village wandered over to Liu Qingshan's new house to lay the foundation.