Rebirth 1980: A Storm In A Woman's Life

The three people got out of the car and couldn't wait to walk in.

Without Xiao Er's enthusiasm, it is quiet.

There were also many people standing and watching carefully, and some people were talking about the price of a work, and their voices were extremely low.

Liu Qiqiang went straight to the works of Mr. Qigong this time.

I have seen the receipt that Mr. Qigong called here, and four four-foot whole sheets are only five hundred yuan, which is still the price four years later.

"Is there any work by Mr. Qigong?" Liu Qiqiang asked a young man inside the counter in a low voice.

"Yes, do you want calligraphy or Chinese painting?" The young man is very Sven and speaks softly.

"I want a little if the price is right." Liu Qiqiang said in a low voice.

The atmosphere here makes you have to whisper, and it feels like too many historical figures will be noisy if you are loud.

"You talk to me inside." The young man led the way in front of his head and opened the curtain to let Liu Qiqiang enter the inner room.

Old Song didn't follow up very knowingly, but just followed Liu Gaixia to feast his eyes.

The young man opened the cabinet and carefully took out a wad of calligraphy and painting from it.

There is absolutely no imitation here now, which Liu Qiqiang still believes.

When you open a work casually, an endless aura of morning light rushes to your face.

Suddenly refreshed and dusty.

Mr. 's words have a faint bookish atmosphere, crisp, straight, beautiful and brilliant.

Open one by one, Liu Qiqiang can't put it down.

Although Liu Qiqiang does not know calligraphy, Liu Qiqiang understands the market, and in his previous life he was a businessman with unique eyes, and he was still a relatively successful businessman.

Each of these works is a valuable treasure, and I can't wait to take it all into my pocket.

"I like all the works, but I don't know how the price is?"

Liu Qiqiang asked tentatively.

"Five hundred yuan for a four-foot whole picture, three hundred yuan for a four-foot doufang." The young man whispered.

Cruel enough, you take four works for 500 yuan, sell one and return the book.

It seems that the people of future generations have been blinded by receipts, and this is the huge profit.

But knowing that the price will skyrocket in the future, Liu Qiqiang is also embarrassed to bargain.

"If you want a few, you can give one." Liu Qiqiang still wants to take advantage of something, and it is a fool not to take advantage of this bargain.

Liu Qiqiang is not willing to be a fool to make people laugh.

"Generally speaking, it is not sent, have you thought of asking for a few?" The young man said with a smile.

"I want all of these, you discuss with the boss whether you can send two." You can send a few paintings if you have Li Keran or Qi Baishi in your hands!

Liu Qiqiang said in a dead whisper.

"You dare to speak, I can't do this." The young man went into the office and called the boss.

The appearance of this boss was often seen in newspapers, magazines and TV in previous lives.

He smiled at Liu Qiqiang and said, "Did the little brother bring enough money?" This is the lion's mouth!

Liu Qiqiang turned around and took out a few stacks of big unity from his close-fitting fanny bag.

Turned to the boss and said, "I'm not kidding, I really want to, and I came with sincerity."

"It can be seen that the little brother has a unique eye at a young age!" The boss said with a smile.

"I missed dealing with you in my last life, and I took all my savings in this life, and I just want to ask a few of your works to go back to the town house."

Liu Qiqiang said sincerely.

"This little brother is really interesting, why don't I remember knowing you in my last life." The boss laughed.

"I didn't say I knew you in my last life! I just said that I didn't have a fate to deal with your store in my last life!

Liu Qiqiang said indifferently.

"I heard it wrong, but the little brother is really a talent! You even remember things from your previous life! "The boss was really amused by this young man in front of him.

In order to talk about the price, it is really unscrupulous.

"Not only do I remember the events of my last life, I also know that in this life you will be prosperous, more prosperous than ever."

Liu Qiqiang cannot elaborate on the extent to which these calligraphy and paintings will appreciate in the future, which is not conducive to talking about the price now.

"This New Year's greeting is beautifully spoken, I love to hear it." The boss laughed.

After negotiating the price, the boss still only sent an extra piece of Tian Yingzhang's Kaishu Doufang work.

"This is to see that you really like calligraphy, generally calligraphy and painting works cannot be given away, which is sorry for the hard work of the teacher."

This work is equivalent to me paying for it to give to you, don't say that you got it for nothing.

Liu Qiqiang hurriedly thanked him.

He also understands this truth, but the heart that wants to take advantage still prevails.

Old Song didn't make a move, and it was an amazing move.

He also really spent a lot of money to collect two Chinese paintings by Qi Baishi and Li Keran.

This couldn't help but make Liu Qiqiang admire this old Song even more.

Liu Gaixia also collected two calligraphy works by Mr. Qigong, and she spent more money on rice paper and brushes here.

The old ink strip Liu Gaixia also received several, and the price was really not cheap.

It is understandable that people who write and draw have a soft spot for these things, and this may be fate.

These people themselves can't be persuaded, and each has his own ideas.

Liu Qiqiang had to let it go.

Old Song thought of the wish he made to the tablet in the morning, and ran several streets to find a shop that sold incense candles and paper money.

Old Song is very good at it, yellow money, white money, and what kind of incense candles are very clear.

Liu Qiqiang and Liu Gaixia laughed quietly on the side.

"The old immortal turned out to be by our side." Liu Qiqiang whispered.

"The newly bought house is to settle down, especially this house is very infiltrating if it has not been inhabited for a long time.

It doesn't hurt to be fastidious.

We are all Chinese, and many traditional things should still be preserved.

Old Song said in a low voice.

Liu Qiqiang naturally felt a little more awe when he heard him say this, and the faces of both brothers and sisters became solemn.

A few people walked towards the courtyard with their things.

Liu Qiqiang suddenly thought of going to the police station to issue a certificate.

Just asked Lao Song if he needed to move his son's household registration over.

"Qingshun's account can be moved over, I'd better go with you."

Liu Gaixia said that she would go home and discuss with her in-laws before making a decision.

"You can open the permit to move, and there is no problem in making a decision on whether to move your household registration back."

As soon as Liu Gaixia heard this, she followed the two to the police station.

It is much more convenient to do such things with a real estate certificate.

"Now our family is a Kyoto hukou. When I get the household registration book, I will put a few firecrackers.

Liu Qiqiang said excitedly.

The police at the police station were also laughed at by Liu Qiqiang's childishness.

Back in the courtyard, Old Song solemnly went in to put incense and burn paper on the old ancestors of the Fu family.

Liu Qiqiang and Liu Gaixia also kowtowed to the burning paper and prayed for a while before coming out and locking the door.

Dinner was still eaten at Lao Mu's small restaurant, and Liu Qiqiang repeatedly told him to find something good to repair his yard.

"Why is this young man so verbose? I have arranged all the old ones, and today I am walking around the city all day.

The little money you left here is not enough for the cost of the car, and I don't have any spare money if I come across something good.

Lao Mu was speechless to Liu Qiqiang's verbosity.