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Nine out of ten of these are veteran cadres, and you can tell from their clothes: most of them are really good half-sleeved shirts, and they wear leather sandals on their feet, and they walk smoothly.

When passing by a stall, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but stop, and saw a large piece of green canvas on the ground, with a lot of odds and ends on it.

Chapter 10 Flower Selling Disturbance

antique?

A flash of inspiration flashed in Liu Qingshan's mind, and his heart beat hard a few times in disappointment.

Right now, the antique craze has not yet risen, and filling the stomach is still the top priority, so the value of antiques, relatively speaking, is simply the price of cabbage.

Of course, the price of this cabbage is relatively speaking, and the price of antiques can range from tens of yuan to hundreds of yuan. Most people don't dare to move their minds.

Sweeping his eyes, Liu Qingshan's eyes suddenly lit up.

His eyes fell on the entire page of red and golden stamps.

The stamp is a bright red background, which is very festive, and there is a golden monkey squatting in the middle, with fine hair showing.

The full-page monkey ticket, if there is such a version in later generations, it will be enough for retirement money.

"Boss, how do you sell these stamps?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help raising his hand and asked.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance. He glanced at Liu Qingshan and raised a finger with a smile.

"One hundred, it's too expensive for you!"

The stall owner still smiled and shook his head: "Young man, I'm talking about one thousand, okay?"

"What, one thousand? So expensive?"

Liu Qingshan blinked hard twice: This is equivalent to several years' wages of a worker!

Anyway, there were no other customers, so the stall owner started chattering: "Little comrade, you should know this Gengshen monkey, not to mention other stamps, this monkey ticket, although the face value is eight cents, but now each one has gone up. to three dollars."

"For the full version, the price will at least double. How much do you think?"

Liu Qingshan secretly calculated, the first round of zodiac stamps is 240 per page, and if each stamp costs [-] yuan, it will be [-] yuan.

It is normal to double the entire page, and in addition to the precious stamps in the special era in the stamp album, 1000 yuan is really a conscience price.

If you start with it, save it for more than ten or twenty years, and it will be a few million.

Liu Qingshan really wanted to take it, but he really didn't have any money in his pocket.

"Clivia, little comrade, why are you selling Clivia?" A surprised voice came from behind.

Turning his head, Liu Qingshan found that the flower basket that he had tightly covered had been lifted.There is a young man squatting there to see.

This guy was wearing a big vest, a pair of big pants, and was shaking a broken fan in his hand.

Thin, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, it is not as rare as the Gengshen monkey that Liu Qingshan saw just now.

He was still yelling: "I, Hou San, really have a pair of piercing eyes. I glanced at the gap of this flower basket and knew that it was a Clivia."

The yelling soon attracted several passers-by who were strolling around, and they all gathered around the basket to watch.

One of the old men who looked like a retired cadre muttered, "Hey, I haven't seen this breed in the market."

Seeing Hou San saying that while stretching out his hand to pinch the leaves of Clivia, Liu Qingshan immediately stood in front of him: "You are only allowed to look, not to touch!"

Hou San grinned: "Little comrade, don't be nervous, I'll buy it."

Then, he took out a big ticket from his pocket, waved it flamboyantly and said, "Little comrade, have you never seen such a big ticket in your village?"

"Sell me this flower, and this one belongs to you!"

Hou San looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was dressed in rags, and wanted to take advantage of it.

If it is really an ordinary farm boy, maybe he will agree.

However, Liu Qingshan didn't look at him directly, and said loudly: "Youlan grows out of the empty valley, Jueshi grows alone. Only our mountain valley with beautiful mountains and rivers can grow such a good Clivia, and you can't buy it for ten yuan."

"Well, well said, well said." The retired veteran cadre just now nodded vigorously.

Someone nearby also echoed: "This little comrade is a little bit level. I heard that our Spring City will soon designate Clivia as a market flower. Isn't it just that the flower of Clivia is rare, like an independent gentleman."

Liu Qingshan followed suit, then smiled at Hou San: "Comrade Hou'er, what do you think?"

Hou San blinked his small eyes a few times. He didn't understand what everyone said just now, but he knew one thing: Clivia is valuable.

However, this half-child seems to be knowledgeable, so I'm afraid it's not easy to be fooled.

After thinking about it, he decided to try again: "Little comrade, you have traveled a long way, and it is not easy to go to the city to sell flowers. I will give you more."

After speaking, he took out another card of Great Unity.

Liu Qingshan still shook his head.

"Another ten yuan!"

Liu Qingshan ignored him.

"Another ten yuan!"

Hou San was also in a hurry, his voice was shriller than a monkey's.

"I'll add..."

After adding up to [-], Hou Sanyi took out his pocket and turned it over, but he didn't find any more money.

Not reconciled, he went to the stall owner just now, muttered for a while, borrowed some money, and then said: "Little comrade, our city government just issued document No. 12 last year, stipulating that the price of Clivia should not exceed 200 yuan." Yuan, brother, I will offer one hundred and eighty, which is the price of conscience."

Of course Liu Qingshan will not be fooled by the other party's small tricks, of course he knows the documents, and he also knows that the more the documents are banned, the more expensive they will be.

It's like saying to control housing prices every year after the release of commercial housing, isn't it going up every year?

Seeing that this middle-aged boy was stunned to withstand the temptation of 180 yuan, Hou San couldn't do anything, no matter how high the price was, he couldn't afford it.

The middle-aged stall owner next to him couldn't help persuading: "I said San'er, the little comrades here are also knowledgeable, or you can earn some handling fees."

It's not like Hou San has never done this kind of business introduction and earning some benefits.

Hou San was stunned there, and began to hesitate in his heart.

At this moment, someone suddenly called out: "Look, foreigner, a foreigner came out of the park!"

These days, foreigners are rare, and they are surrounded like giant pandas everywhere.

The retired veteran cadre was still knowledgeable, glanced at him and said, "What kind of foreigner, that's what they called in the old society, and now they are all called foreign guests."

An old man next to him also nodded: "This foreign guest comes to the park for a walk every day. I heard that he is a foreign expert invited by the machinery factory to install equipment."

The stall owner also agreed: "Isn't it? You can see it everywhere, and there is a driver in the sky. See if there is a small car at the entrance of the park. It is specially for foreign guests."

Liu Qingshan also looked over, it was a middle-aged foreigner with a little baldness on his head, wearing a tracksuit, trotting slowly.

Then, the topic started to go off track, and everyone chattered about the life of foreigners, such as lights and telephones upstairs and downstairs, and cars when going out.

Liu Qingshan was very happy when he heard it: Don't be envious, everyone, we will be able to live such a life in a few decades.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Hou San scream: "Haha, this foreigner is also a monkey, and he is doing somersaults!"

While speaking, I saw the foreigner leaned back, and then fell forward to the ground.

Chapter 11 becomes a role model

Seeing this situation, Hou San couldn't help saying happily: "Hey, I don't even look at my body, I look like a pig, it's no wonder that I can turn it over, it's not like I'm gnawing on mud!"

"There seems to be something wrong!" The old cadre hurried over, and the others followed.

Taking a closer look, the foreigner's face turned blue, his lips trembled, and he said with difficulty: "two, two."

"What the hell, you want to vomit, you have to hold your throat if you want to vomit, what's the use of just yelling."

Hou San didn't know a foreign language, so he just listened to foreigners yelling and spitting.

"No, the foreign guest is suffering from a heart attack." The old cadre said anxiously.

Hou San was timid and timid, blinking his small eyes: "I said, let's run quickly, if something happens to this foreigner, can't we rely on us?"

The few timid people around, after hearing what he said, were also ready to rub their feet with oil.

However, there was a figure that rushed towards the foreigner fiercely.

Liu Qingshan opened the foreigner's furry palm, pulled out a small medicine bottle from the palm, and then asked in proficient English: "Are you taking two pills of the medicine inside?"

The foreigner nodded with difficulty.

"Sublingual?"

Liu Qingshan asked another question, and seeing the other party continue to nod, he quickly opened the medicine bottle, poured out two pills, and put them under the foreigner's tongue.

"Little comrade, you can't take this medicine indiscriminately. If something goes wrong and foreign guests are involved, you will be miserable."

The stall owner kindly reminded him, but it was too late, and the pills were all in his mouth.

The veteran cadre nodded: "That's right, little comrade. Our China is a country of etiquette, and we should help those in need. Don't worry, we will all testify to you when the time comes."

"Yes, yes, we will all testify for you!" Others also echoed.

Even Hou San turned around and said to Liu Qingshan: "Well, boy, business is business. If something really happens, I will definitely speak up for you!"

After hearing this, Liu Qingshan also liked this sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked guy a lot.

After a few minutes, the foreigner obviously recovered, and his face gradually returned to normal, and everyone couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing him struggling to sit up, Liu Qingshan hurriedly helped him up slowly, and told him in English: "Sir, in your situation, you can't go out alone in the future."

The foreigner nodded and thanked him frequently, then took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a stack of green bills, and stuffed them into Liu Qingshan's hands.

"Hey, it's dollars!"

Hou San, who came over to help, had sharp eyes and yelled strangely, "This thing is worth a lot, one dollar is worth a few dollars to us, and the key is still not worth it, kid, now you're sending it!"

The people around also nodded.

"It's called good intentions are rewarded."

"I didn't expect this little comrade to know foreign languages. It's really not easy!"

Hou San's eyelids were shallow, and seeing the wad of banknotes, there were at least a few hundred yuan, and if it was converted into RMB, it would definitely be thousands.

Seeing him swallowing his saliva, he muttered: "I want to learn foreign languages ​​sooner or later, study hard, and then, I will be able to speak English from seven or eight countries, and I will earn money from foreigners!"

The corner of Liu Qingshan's mouth twitched: Tsk tsk, English from seven or eight countries?Well, you are ideal, I wish you success.

Then, he pushed back the wad of banknotes, muttering to the foreigner.

Seeing the foreigner nodding repeatedly, putting the money back cheerfully and stuffing it into his trouser pocket, the eyes of the people watching the excitement all around were straightened.

Hou San even jumped up and down, scratching his ears and cheeks, couldn't help but tugged at Liu Qingshan's arm and shouted: "Hey, are you stupid? We didn't grab this money. They offered it to you. Why don't you, you Don't want me!"

When I was in a hurry, the truth would come out bald.

"Little comrade, what did you say to the foreign guests just now?"

The old cadre's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and asked.

Liu Qingshan pulled Hou San's monkey paw aside, and said calmly: "I told him that our country is a country of etiquette, and everyone likes to do good deeds and is willing to help others."

"He is a foreigner who came to our country from a long distance to help us with construction. If he collects money for this, the nature will change."

For Liu Qingshan, although he is short of money right now, there are thousands of ways to make money, and money should not bend his back.

"Okay, well said."

The veteran cadre nodded again and again, "Little comrade, your consciousness is too high, and it is worth learning."

Liu Qingshan continued: "Poverty cannot be moved, and might cannot be subdued. We Chinese people must have this kind of backbone. Although I am small, I can't embarrass the country."

"it is good!"

Hearing what he said, the people around felt that their faces were brightened, and they all clenched their fists in excitement.

"Yes, foreigners cannot be made to look down on Chinese people."

"Little comrade, you are honoring us!"

Hou San also hugged Liu Qingshan's arm tightly, as if hugging his thigh: "Little brother, teach me English."

He was really convinced this time: Don't look at the ragged clothes, there are dry goods in his stomach.