Hello 1983

Uncle Mao'er wiped his bald head, hehehe, as if I won't tell you.

Liu Qingshan didn't ask any more questions, just rode on three rounds, and dragged Uncle Lu and Uncle Shi back home.

If he takes a car and asks his uncle to pull the car, it doesn't seem to be the case.

There was also a yell from the uncle behind him: "Turn the corner slowly, if I hadn't used a jackhammer just now, you would have overturned the car!"

I have always been afraid of driving, and this seems to make sense.

"Three rounds, three rounds!"

Liu Qingshan was riding vigorously, when a call came from the side of the road, and he tapped the brakes twice.

He looked back and saw Uncle Shi and Uncle Lu, who had jumped out of the car for a long time and were strolling more than 100 meters behind.

It is estimated that the old brothers are worried, really afraid that he will overturn the car.

"Take me to the old furniture market, how much?" The middle-aged man who stopped the car had already started asking Liu Qingshan for the price.

Liu Qingshan took a look, there was a wooden box next to this person, the corners of the box were wrapped with engraved copper pieces, it seemed to be quite old.

So he asked, "Are you going to sell this box at the old furniture market?"

The man nodded, and then asked back, "Can you go?"

It seems that Liu Qingshan really regards Liu Qingshan as a three-wheeled master.

"Wait for me to take a good look at it. If I like it, I will accept it directly, and it will save you running errands."

Liu Qingshan took a look at the old box, probably from the Qing Dynasty, so he just took it away.

The middle-aged man looked at Liu Qingshan again, and he probably also noticed that his attire did not look like a three-wheeler.

So he said: "My box is made of red sour wood. It is left by the elders. The price is not low."

While talking, the old hat master and Uncle Lu also caught up, and Uncle Lu looked at the box:

"Well, in the late Qing Dynasty, the materials used are average, and the workmanship is also passable, so it's only worth 100 yuan."

"100 yuan, then I'll take it to the old furniture market, and I can sell it for [-] yuan." The man habitually began to argue.

Uncle Lu is not easy to fool: "Your box must have been useless for many years, maybe it's moldy inside."

As Uncle Lu said, he opened the side lock, and just opened a crack, and immediately there was a musty smell inside, hitting his nose.

He could vaguely see that there were old newspapers inside the box, which had become moldy.

Ah Choo!Uncle Lu sneezed hard, then waved his hands again and again: "100 yuan is not worth it."

The seller didn't bargain this time: "Okay, 100 yuan is 100 yuan, so you don't have to worry about it."

This box of his was left by his father, and it has been piled up in the courtyard. Everything is piled on top of the box, and it is not considered a good thing.

Cleaning up the yard today, my wife saw that the box was an eyesore, so she asked him to see if I could exchange two coins.

"Eighty." Uncle Lu made a gesture.

This kind of box is not made of too expensive wood, and there is not much room for appreciation. It is okay to keep it at home.

In the end, Liu Qingshan bought the box for 90 yuan, and the middle-aged man went home happily.

Liu Qingshan noticed that the middle-aged man rolled the 50 yuan bill into a small roll as he walked, and then stuffed it into the sock.

This is hiding money, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and then he and the old hater uncle lifted the box onto the tricycle.

After all, it is made of mahogany, and there are many copper corners and copper pieces inlaid, so the box is quite heavy.

With this box to press the car, the two old brothers sat on the tricycle with peace of mind and walked home slowly.

The afternoon sun fell head-on, and it felt like it was on fire. The leaves on the side of the road were motionless, and there was no wind. Liu Qingshan soon broke out in a profuse sweat.

Suddenly, an exclamation came from behind, causing Liu Qingshan to twist the handlebar in fright, almost hitting a cyclist next to him.

Liu Qingshan stopped the three rounds and looked back, the two brothers were sitting on the three rounds, did they not fall off?

He looked again, only to see that the lid of the box he had just bought had been opened, and Uncle Lu's head was stuck into the box, as if he was checking something.

Liu Qingshan walked around to the back of the car: "Uncle Lu, what's wrong?"

Only then did Master Lu raise his head, his face full of surprise: "Qingshan, you have found a treasure!"

Liu Qingshan also looked inside the box, the tattered newspapers on the top had been cleaned up, and a few scrolls were exposed underneath.

"Qing Shan, I saw an inscription just now, it's Ren Bonian's painting!"

Uncle Lu said while looking back, as if he was afraid that the box seller would catch up.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but be overjoyed, he didn't expect to have such good luck, he bought a box that was worthless, and he also sent a few paintings and calligraphy by famous masters, which is worth a lot.

As for the person who sells the box, if he treats the treasure as garbage, he will die at 90 yuan.

"I'll look at it when I get home. I haven't kept these paintings properly, so I have to ask Bai Erye to help clean them up." Uncle Lu put the lid on the box again and urged Liu Qingshan to ride his bicycle quickly.

Old Maoer's uncle also got excited, and directly replaced Liu Qingshan, pedaling three rounds, and returned to Liulichang's home in one breath.

As soon as he entered the alley, Liu Qingshan saw two little girls standing at the door of his house, looking around there, who else is it?

He jumped out of the car with a whoosh, and the two little girls ran over like a gust of wind when they saw him.

Xiao Lao's four legs were fast, and he was still a few meters away from Liu Qingshan, so he swooped forward, was caught by the elder brother, and hugged him in his arms.

"elder brother!"

The little fourth put his arms around his elder brother's neck, and kissed Liu Qingshan on the cheek.

I haven't seen her for several months, and it feels like the little girl has grown half a head taller.

Putting Xiao Lao Si on the ground, Liu Qingshan rubbed her braids, and then opened his arms to Lao Wu Shan Xing.

Shan Xing has also grown up, but is a little shorter than Xiao Laosi, reaching to Liu Qingshan's chest.

The little guy's face was flushed, but instead of being hugged by Liu Qingshan, he happily called out to Big Brother.

Liu Qingshan reached out and rubbed her watermelon head: "Are you guys on summer vacation?"

"Brother, you don't want to go back to see us, so we have to come." The little fourth took Liu Qingshan's hand and walked into the courtyard.

Shan Xing also followed, holding Liu Qingshan's other hand.

In the yard, Lin Zhi was looking at her son with a smile.

"mother!"

Liu Qingshan also stepped forward happily.

A handkerchief appeared in Lin Zhi's hand, and he wiped the sweat off his son's forehead, his eyes were full of kindness.

Liu Qingshan didn't move, just bent his knees slightly so that his mother could wipe his face, he enjoyed this feeling very much.

"Brother, a lot of people have come to the village, all of them are at the film and television city, and they are organized by the cooperative to travel to Hong Kong Island."

The little fourth child began to report with his mouth chattering.

In the past two years, the folks in Jiapigou have been to the capital and the two big cities of Hujiang in batches. This time, they went further and went directly to Hong Kong Island.

"Have all the procedures been completed?" Liu Qingshan couldn't help asking.

The youngest fourth hurriedly said, "It's all done. It was handled by Big Brother Dongfang. The people who are going this time are mainly old people and children."

With Chen Dongfang and Yu Guangming over there, Liu Qingshan felt more at ease.

At this time, Old Maoer's uncle also pushed the three wheels into the yard, Liu Qingshan helped unload the box, and the uncle happily went to invite Second Master Bai.

Liu Qingshan accompanied his mother and two younger sisters into the house, and then took out a cardboard box from the cabinet.

"Brother, what is this?"

Xiao Lao Si and Shan Xing each held a handle, and it was the first time they had seen this thing.

"Game console, I bought it specially for you." Liu Qingshan connected the game console to the TV.

This is the FC game console produced by Nintendo, which is commonly known as the red and white machine.

The fuselage is classic red and white, with a yellow cassette inserted.

There are two rectangular handles inserted on both sides of the fuselage. The handles can be pulled out. Each handle is wired to the back of the host. You can play classic games such as Tank Wars, Contra, Super Mario, and Red Fortress.

This thing is the most wonderful memory of the post-[-]s and post-[-]s.

Back then, anyone who could adjust the Contra of thirty people would gain a lot of admiration from his friends.

6 Chapter Ninety

The game console was bought by Liu Qingshan on the street a few days ago. Together with a cassette, it cost a total of thousands of yuan.

This was also a high consumption at the time.

After another two years, imitations appear in large numbers, and the price will drop.

Especially when the Xiaobawang learning machine came out, it became the mainstream of the market.

Although it is called a learning machine, 90.00% of the ones bought home are playing games.

Not only children play, some adults also follow suit.

Those who had a color TV at home at that time were reluctant to use the color TV to play games, and usually played on black and white TVs that were eliminated.

It's not that Liu Qingshan didn't think of doing this, but after thinking about it later, he decided to forget it, this thing is too scolding.

"Wow, you can still shoot, it's fun!"

After Liu Qingshan summoned Contra for the two little girls, the little fourth child immediately bluffed excitedly, and was hit to death by the villains running towards him.

But it doesn't matter, there are thirty lives.

But Liu Qingshan still overestimated the two new little girls, each of them used up [-] lives, and in the end they didn't even pass the first level.

"You two play slowly, pay attention to rest." Liu Qingshan heard Bai Erye's voice from the yard, so he told the two little guys, and then went outside.

Second Master Bai and Zhang Chunyu came together, Liu Qingshan said hello, Zhang Chunyu was chatting with Lin Zhi, asking about her family situation.

Liu Qingshan moved the wooden box into the house, Second Master Bai put on his gloves, and carefully took out a scroll.

The back is mottled and full of mildew.

The old man shook his head slightly, and then slowly unfolded the scroll on the table.

Sure enough, it is Ren Bonian's painting, which shows two ducks playing among lotus flowers and aquatic plants, which is very interesting in life.

Ren Bonian is also a master of the generation, and his style of painting has a certain influence on Wu Changshuo, Baishi, etc.

"It's not bad, just go remove the mildew and re-frame it, leave it to Chunyu." Second Master Bai seldom does anything now.

Zhang Chunyu has already become a teacher, and his skills are not inferior to his master's. What he lacks is experience, so he just needs something to practice.

Erye Bai unfolded the other paintings to have a look. It was amazing. Among them was Wu Changshuo's "Stone Drum Essay", Baishi's "Landscape Four Screens", and Pu Hua's "Ink Bamboo".

These are all masters in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. These few paintings and calligraphy are equivalent to picking up hundreds of thousands for nothing.

This is still the current price. If it is put in the future, it will be equivalent to picking up tens of millions.

"Qingshan, you are lucky. Let me tell you, you don't have to do anything else in the future, just ride three rounds every day and wander around Sijiu City."

Uncle Lu was also joking, he really envied Liu Qingshan's luck.

In the past, when he and Lao Mao went out to collect antiques, it took ten and a half months, but they might not be able to receive such a painting.

And that still requires a cost, unlike Liu Qingshan, who just gave it away for free.

"Now everyone hasn't realized the value of these old objects. Wait a few more years, and it will be difficult to find leaks." Liu Qingshan also sighed.

Lu Fang and Lu Liang, who were watching the excitement from the side, also looked at each other, secretly deciding in their hearts: run more in the past two years.

They believed in the boss's words the most, and that mouth was almost as good as the golden words of the emperor.

It's like they charge high-end white bars, and now the prices have all doubled, and some have increased several times.

"Brother, come and help, we can't defeat the enemy!"

There was shouting from the youngest brother in the room, Liu Qingshan smiled at everyone, and then helped his sister eliminate the enemy.

After breakfast the next day, Liu Qingshan asked Lu Fang to drive the car and took their family to the film and television city.

The folks are all here, so of course he has to go and have a look.

Here in the film and television city, because it is more convenient to eat and live, it is relatively easy to arrange a hundred or ten people.