That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 388: It turns out that you are not a waste, but you still know how to eat inside and outside?

"The glazes of this set of Tang tri-color glazes change softly and have suitable shades. They infiltrate each other naturally and have a mottled effect. Just the brilliance of this color can show a majestic and rich taste. It is definitely not ordinary."

"This copper incense burner is even more remarkable. Look at the pattern and the condition. It comes from the palace! I dare not say whether it was used by the Supreme Lord of Kowloon, but it is definitely a noble person. Qualified for use”

After Lao Song followed Mr. Ai back to his residence, Mr. Ai took out two fakes and asked Lao Song to taste and explain them. Lao Song immediately used his sharp tongue to encourage deceit and combo punches, and he was beaten by Mr. Ai's eyes were fierce and greedy.

Seeing Mr. Ai scratching his head and scratching his head, he couldn't help but follow Bima Wen in Pantaoyuan, Lao Song couldn't help but feel contempt.

[I think back then I used ten times more effort to fool your father than I do now. Your father smiled without even batting an eyelid. Looking at your incompetent appearance now, how do you look like Lord Baylor's son?
If you didn't have the same aquiline nose as your father, I wouldn't believe you had anything to do with that beast. 】

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song?"

Teacher Ai suddenly poked Lao Song.

Lao Song immediately stopped laughing and said in a very professional manner: "Hey, Mr. Ai, what else don't you understand?"

Teacher Ai nodded and whispered: "I would like to ask Mr. Song, which of these two things do you think is better?"

"Then this one."

Lao Song was really stunned by the question. He thought for a while and said, "You want to say that 49 years ago, I knew that Citibank in Beijing had safes.

Teacher Ai was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

[You can’t believe me when it comes to my special brew! 】

Old Song chuckled and pointed mysteriously at the copper incense burner.

What Lao Song means is that at the moment, banks in the Mainland have no safe deposit box business. Even if they do, it may not be open to individual customers.

"So I will take one piece away this time and leave the remaining one in the capital. When I have a buyer who admires the flower-growing royal family in the future, it will not be too late to find a way to take it out."

Lao Song: "."

"About money!"

But are there any money banks in Beijing now? I don’t know if there are other banks, and I don’t know whether to take care of this kind of business for ordinary people like us! "

"Safe business?"

"You don't understand this," Teacher Ai said with a straight face, "The famous Nobel laureate in economics once said, don't put your eggs in one basket.

No matter how smart Old Song was, he was a little confused at the moment, so he asked weakly: "Mr. Ai, aren't you going to take this incense burner overseas? Why does it need to be stored in the capital again?"

Teacher Ai said very realistically: "Just tell me which of these two things is more valuable."

It's a long way from the capital back to the lighthouse. I have to pass through many checkpoints on the way. What if something goes wrong and I get detained? "

[Both of them are not very valuable. I spent twenty-three oceans to find someone to make them. 】

"Although this one is of late age, it has a provenance. Antiques are valuable as long as they have a provenance. If you meet a buyer who is obsessed with the flower-growing royal family, he won't be too expensive no matter how much he wants!"

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Teacher Ai immediately put the incense burner into the box, and then asked Lao Song: "Which bank in Beijing provides safe deposit box services?"

"Then what should I do? My trip back to the lighthouse will take at least ten to eight days. Where can I put such a good thing safely?"

"Huh? Better?" Lao Song asked in confusion: "Mr. Ai asked better, where did he start? Is it about the completeness of these two things? Or about their rarity? "

[If you don’t put your eggs in one basket, you have to eat them in your own belly, right? 】

[I thought you were a waste, but I didn’t expect you to be so good at picking things apart! You'll even swallow half of your own father's food. 】

[This is really his father’s genius. 】

Lao Song didn't have the perverted facial expression observation ability of Li Ye, but he had been obsessed with people since he was young. How could a liar like Teacher Ai, who had just started telling lies, be able to hide it from him?
Teacher Ai clearly wanted to take possession of this copper incense burner and make it his own.

Lao Song finally understood. No wonder after selling something to A Qiang and getting tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars, Teacher Ai was still very poor.

It seems that Mr. Belle over at the lighthouse is also very stingy. He doesn't give Mr. Ai, his youngest son, much pocket money, forcing his own son to start cheating on his father.

Teacher Ai thought about it and suddenly looked at Lao Song: "Master Song, how about you keep it for me for a while? We are partners, and I am willing to trust you."

"No, no," Lao Song quickly waved his hands and said, "Mr. Ai doesn't understand the rules in the antique shop. You can't just entrust someone with such a precious thing.
To put it bluntly, when you come back from the lighthouse, if what you say turns out to be false, who am I going to ask to reason? "

"How could I be that kind of person?" Mr. Ai glared and said displeasedly: "Mr. Song looks down on Mr. Ai. Since I believe you, I will never doubt you."

"No, no, no, I'm not suitable,"

Old Song resisted again and again, and then said with a smile: "Besides, didn't Mr. Ai say before that when you return to the lighthouse this time, you will take me out to open my eyes? I have to go with you~" "Tsk~"

Mr. Ai clicked his tongue, and his expression suddenly turned arrogant and disdainful.

"Old Song, you are still too impatient. If you want to go to the lighthouse, you should at least learn a hundred and eighty sentences in daily language, right? You can't even ask for directions now. It will be a big trouble if you get lost."

"Then I can hire a translator! You just need to help me apply for a visa."

"Visa, Lao Song, you also went to the visa office to see, is it that easy to apply for? You saw how easy it was when I applied for two before, right? Do you know how much effort I put in secretly? "

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Lao Song smacked his mouth hard, fearing that he couldn't help but tilt his cheeks behind his ears.

Of course he knew how much effort Teacher Ai had to put in to get the two students who came for training to successfully obtain visas to the lighthouse.

Teacher Ai carefully analyzed the conditions of each student, then selected the ones who were most likely to succeed in getting the visa, and taught Datong how to deal with the visa officer.

As for whether they can pass the lottery, there is a high probability that they still leave it to fate. But if a blind cat encounters a dead mouse and passes two, doesn't this become a "gold medal lecturer"?

This is the same principle as those at the gate of driving schools in later generations who "collect wallets, but refund the money." It's just that Teacher Ai is more shameless, but he doesn't refund the money either.

"Okay! I'll keep it for you for a few days. You go buy a safe. You can keep the key and password yourself, and I'll be responsible for showing you the door."

"Oh, yes!"

Teacher Ai put his arm around Lao Song and said kindly: "Master Song, don't worry, we are partners, there will definitely be many opportunities to go to the lighthouse in the future.
When I'm not at home, remember to take good care of these students in the training class. I will continue to teach them when I come back! "

"Yeah, yeah, pass on the teachings. Mr. Ai, you are a very capable person and you have a lot to do in this place in the capital."

Lao Song praised Teacher Ai for free, but at the same time despised him in his heart.

This man! I am afraid that I will lose my self-knowledge.

When Mr. Ai was in the training class for the first time and heard the students respectfully calling him "teacher" and sincerely asking him questions, he was in a state of confusion.

This is just like when Lao Song fooled Colonel Nakamura and was collectively called a "big hero" by his colleagues in Dongshan Provincial City. He was so confused that he didn't know how much he weighed.

The same is true for Teacher Ai. He originally started a training class to make some money, but over time, he couldn't extricate himself from the feeling of being respected, and felt that he was really a well-respected and famous teacher.

This feeling of being respected cannot be bought with money.

This is why Lao Song endured the cooperation with Teacher Ai even though he knew the fees for the training class were inappropriate. He needed to tie Teacher Ai down and find his enemy through him to achieve the purpose of revenge.

However, Lao Song wrote down the address information of all the students in the training class, and decided that if these people could not make money in the future, he would quietly double the training fee and return it.

Lao Song himself admitted that he was not a good person, but he still maintained the necessary conscience when treating his compatriots.

. . . . . . . .

Teacher Ai arrived in San Francisco on the west coast of the lighthouse without any danger.

After getting off the plane, he took a deep breath and suddenly felt that the smell mixed with the salty sea breeze was so strange and disgusting.

This city brought him not only the unspeakable childhood, youth, and middle age, but also the smell of abjection that could not be washed away no matter how hard he washed it.

On the contrary, it was the short time in the mainland that made Teacher Ai see the hope of becoming a master.

So Teacher Ai decided to quickly settle the matter here and go back to the capital to enjoy it.

Materials there are not as scarce as legend has it. As long as you have money in your pocket, you will definitely have no shortage of food and clothing, and what is more, there is no shortage of girls.

If Lao Song had not repeatedly emphasized to Teacher Ai that the mainland is very strict on style issues, and once a woman accuses her, she will go to jail regardless of whether there is evidence or not, Teacher Ai would have become close comrades with several female students by now.
But Teacher Ai was here and wanted to go back. Several passengers from the mainland around him said happily: "Wow, the smell here is the smell of the sea? It smells so good!"

"No, this is the smell of freedom, the smell that allows us to have infinite possibilities. Smell it hard, does it have an irresistible and charming sweet fragrance?"

"Mmm, so sweet!"

"Pfft~"

Teacher Ai couldn't help but laugh.

"Comrade, why are you laughing?"

Teacher Ai glanced at the displeased passengers and uttered a sentence in a standard local accent with disdain.

[Welcome to the hell of freedom, if you can't be the devil, then please become the devil's food! 】

(End of this chapter)