Rebirth 1980: A Storm In A Woman's Life

Liu Qiqiang heard Old Song say that he would go back to fetch water and drink tea every week, so he thought of the little stories of cooking tea with snow water.

Old Song is still a health expert, and at this time he knows that brewing tea with mountain spring water will definitely lead to a health expert.

Liu Qiqiang feels that Lao Song is a relatively large person, and in his last life he lost a lot of fighting spirit because his son made mistakes.

Now that his son's fate has changed, Old Song has figured it out in his heart.

These treasures that are now enjoyed may all be passed on by the old man to his son Song Qingshun.

After experiencing this life and death test, Old Song completely wanted to open.

You should eat, you should drink, and don't put everything in your heart.

Lin Zexu's famous words in educating his juniors: If

the son is stronger than me, what is the use of asking for money, and if he is virtuous and rich, he will damage his will;

If the son is not as good as me, what is the use of keeping money, foolishness and wealth, and increase his transgressions.

Old Song is definitely a talent who has read a lot of books.

"Boss Song, let's drink good tea. I almost forgot about today's business.

Liu Qiqiang took another sip of tea before remembering the purpose of today's trip.

"I also learned to be polite, you can say anything about it."

Boss Song played with the empty cup, admired it, and said slowly.

"I found a profitable deal, and this time it was a good deal.

Do you remember that sister of mine? Liu Gaixia, who writes calligraphy. Liu Qiqiang was distressed, but he still carefully looked at the chicken cup in Boss Song's hand and said.

"Remember, can you still remember? So big leaders chased after him to ask for calligraphy.

Bi respectfully, one by one, Teacher Liu shouted, definitely a character. Old

Boss Song was still playing with the cup in his hand.

"That is, I took a big job for my sister this time. I can also earn some money.

Liu Qiqiang told Lao Song in detail about today's events.

"You can count this as a trip, and now you can make money in the business of calligraphy and painting collection."

The best thing to earn is public money.

In the days to come, the boss who wants to do a big project will change his method to send calligraphy and painting works to the supervisor.

The beautiful name is elegant bribery.

Calligraphy and painting are the most priceless, you say he is worth as much as he is.

It mainly depends on whether you have discernment, but also depends on whether you have fate.

To play collecting, you have to be bold, have the idea of making a lot of money, and be prepared to press the bottom of the box for hundreds of years.

You are now on the trap, and I fully support it.

Old Song stood up and led Liu Qiqiang to his warehouse.

Don't be a hole.

There is such a nice place behind this dilapidated house.

Walking in through a large broken iron gate, there was also a thick old iron gate inside, and the old iron gate had the iron general holding the door.

Old Song took out a copper key from his waist and easily opened the iron lock.

As soon as this iron door opened, Liu Qiqiang knew that he was short-sighted.

After dealing with Lao Song for so long, I didn't find that there was a hole in the sky here.

There is no record of this place in the memory of the past life.

Mahogany furniture, a yard of old mahogany furniture laid out for a long time.

The big Dongfeng cars in this warehouse can turn around.

There are not only mahogany furniture, but also old furniture of sandalwood.

Old beds, old cabinets, and all kinds of rare things that Liu Qiqiang could only see in the museum in his previous life.

The old furniture is unnailed, and the tenon and tenon structure of one yard is absolutely a boutique left by the old ancestors.

Looking at Liu Qiqiang's straight eyes, Old Song smiled.

"Can't figure it out, can you? How can the old Song who thinks he collected the rags still have these things?

I'm telling you, this thing is really collected in rags.

Old Song said lightly.

Liu Qiqiang looked at Old Song's appearance and felt that Old Song still had some joking taste in it.

That's right, these things his son can't see.

Isn't it just a bunch of rags?

Good baby can only be seen by those who know the baby.

Old Song had an accident before he could make his son a player.

These treasures of Old Song are estimated to have been given away in order to continue his son's life.

This is fate, the current old Song is in a good mood and has figured it out, and it is estimated that he will give himself a priceless treasure today.

Liu Qiqiang is excited.

Although these things still do not reflect their value, as long as you take care of them, they will return you a good profit sooner or later.

Old Song stopped in front of a case covered with a red flannel.

In Liu Qiqiang's curious eyes, Old Song very dashingly pulled the flannel cloth.

Hainan Huanghuali?

Liu Qiqiang couldn't help but call out.

"Your kid really has insight, I'm curious, how do you know so much knowledge?"

Old Song laughed.

This painting Liu Qiqiang has seen the same model in the Huzhou Museum of Collections.

This should be the knife tooth painting.

This is definitely a treasure that enthusiasts in the aftermarket are crazy to snap up.

No spelling, no supplement, all old materials!

Just such a painting case, how to say that it is worth more than one million.

"I just want a case where I can write and draw, you baby I dare not want." Can't afford to play! I was afraid that my sister would not dare to use it.

Liu Qiqiang waved his hand again and again.

"What is this, no matter what it is, it has to be used by someone to be valuable."

I don't know which life I'll see again.

You take it back to your sister to use, and you will make the most of it.

Don't give it in vain, wait for your sister to finish this order, just write me a hundred six-foot folio calligraphy works for exchange.

My heart is not greedy, is it?

Old Song smiled after speaking.

"Then my sister doesn't dare to write on this case!" How can you be willing to write? Liu

Qiqiang still didn't dare to ask for it.

"It's not that I underestimate your sister, she may not know the value of this case. She only cares about whether her writing is good or not, and will definitely not care what kind of wood this case is.

Old Song laughed.

"That's true, but I still think it's a bit violent to write on this case. Can I spend money for my sister to write works and exchange them with you, can I collect this baby?

Liu Qiqiang asked cautiously.

"For you is for you, the work department said otherwise. Then prepare a table for you to write your work.

Otherwise, there is a ping-pong case outside and you take one back.

Just go and buy a whole piece of felt, if it looks good, I'll get you some flannel to go up around? "

Old Song is very good at it.

"Then say so, the case will belong to me, and I will exchange my sister's calligraphy work." Don't worry, I'll go and wrap the Red Star rice paper in the state-run store later.

Take all the red star paper to write your works.

Liu Qiqiang still couldn't put down a little love to touch the painting that already belonged to him.

Baby, I love it so much.

Maybe this is a baby I used in previous lives?

I just loved it.