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  Chapter 884 No one is allowed to leave (seeking a monthly ticket)

   "Uncle Master, Uncle Lu, you have worked hard all the way!"

  Liu Qingshan found the target from a long distance away. The old hat's big bald head was shining brightly in the sun, which was extraordinarily dazzling.

   I didn't realize until I got closer that Lu Liang came back together.

  Even the broker Boban was among the crowd, smiling and waving to Liu Qingshan.

   "Welcome, welcome to our ancient country." Liu Qingshan also hugged Boban.

  Boban was a little flattered: "Sir, I think I should experience the long history and culture of this country so that I can serve you better."

   "Do it well." Liu Qingshan patted him on the shoulder, he could finally trust this guy now.

  Because there are no antiques, which are more important than chicken cups and Yuan blue and white figure pots.

  Beside Boban, there is another lady who looks to be in her thirties, with a voluptuous figure, youthful eyebrows, and still charming charm. Liu Qingshan seems a little familiar to her.

  At first I thought it was Boban's girlfriend, but the lady graciously held Lao Mao'er's arm, then waved to Liu Qingshan, and said in fluent Mandarin:

   "Liu, we meet again, you are becoming more and more mature and charming."

  Liu Qingshan couldn't call out the other party's name, so he could only hum and haha ​​agreed.

   "Xiao Shanzi, this is Emma, ​​who used to be at the embassy."

  Old Hat introduced with his mouth, and then pulled his arm away from the lady's chest: "Pay attention to the influence, our side is relatively conservative."

  Liu Qingshan just remembered, no wonder he looks familiar, he had a dewy marriage with Mr. Lao Maoer in the past, but later it seemed that he was transferred back to the Tulip Country.

  Then smiled and stretched out his hand: "Emma, ​​are you here to work again?"

  Emma showed a smile on her face: "Liu, I'm not here to work this time, I'm going to marry Ai."

  Old Master Uncle Mao's name is Ai Wenmao.

  Liu Qingshan was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground, Li Tieniu who came with him also exclaimed: "Oh my god, uncle, you..."

   "Just call me Emma." The lady thought it was her name.

  Liu Qingshan quickly came back to his senses, looked at the old hater master happily, and then secretly gave a thumbs up:

   That’s amazing, my uncle went abroad, but suddenly brought back a foreign wife.

  In fact, Lao Maoer's uncle is not very old. When Liu Qingshan first met his uncle, Lao Maoer was only forty, and he was in his prime.

   Now only forty-six or seven years old, it is also a good time.

  Li Tieniu approached Lao Maoer: "Master, why are you abducting..."

  Old Hat gave him a punch directly, and Ms. Emma took over the words: "I never thought that Ai would go to our country and we would meet again like this. This is simply God's arrangement, so we..."

  Cough, old hat coughed twice: "We'll talk about it when we go home."

  Liu Qingshan also roughly understood, nothing more than a reunion after a long absence, dry wood and fierce fire.

  However, this Ms. Emma is really powerful enough to let go of all the fetters and follow the old hat master. This courage is really admirable.

  Liu Qingshan couldn't help but look up, and pulled Li Tieniu: "Ms. Emma, ​​according to our tradition, we should call you Second Master Niang."

  The two of them saluted together, this time the old hat didn't stop him, but made Emma tremble with joy: "You don't have to be so polite."

  Li Tieniu felt a little unhappy: "Second Master, you have to give us a meeting gift."

   "No, no, let's go to cool off." The old hater master hurriedly pulled this thing aside.

  Li Tieniu was still muttering: "With a teacher wife, forget about a teacher nephew."

  The old hat hated him so much that he wanted to kick him.

  After chatting for a few words, it was time to get down to business and go to pick up the antiques in the consignment.

  In the end, the staff at the airport told them that this batch of items was temporarily seized, suspected to be smuggled cultural relics, and further investigation was needed.

  Everyone became anxious when they heard it, and Uncle Lu took out a stack of documents: "These are proofs."

  The staff inspected it carefully, and then said: "These porcelain and other objects do have proofs of issuance, but these bronze animal heads have no provenance."

   "We suspect that this is an important cultural relic, and we have reported it to the higher authorities, and experts from the museum are rushing over to identify it."

  Liu Qingshan is not too worried, the things are bought back with real money, and no one else can **** them away, but it will definitely take some time.

   After thinking for a while, he simply asked Lu Fang to stay with him and deal with the aftermath here, while the others went home to rest first.

  Uncle Lu was worried and wanted to stay no matter what he said, so he called Old Maoer Master Uncle and led the two foreigners home first.

  The result was notified by the airport: no one is allowed to leave.

   There are locals and foreigners, maybe they are gangs colluding with foreign countries.

   Then let’s all wait, everyone was invited to an office and closely monitored.

  The cultural relics brought back are also here. I don’t know if they are considered as stolen goods.

  Seeing the carefree attitude of the airport staff when tossing out cultural relics, Liu Qingshan couldn't help telling: "Everyone be careful, gold is precious."

  A twenty-year-old staff member threw the bronze animal head in his hand on the ground and made a bang:

   "It's solid, you should worry about yourself."

   "You are committing a crime!" An angry voice came.

  The staff member also nodded in agreement: "Yes, smuggling cultural relics is of course a crime."

   "I'm talking about you, how can you throw such a precious cultural relic casually!" The roar sounded again, and this time it was the young man's turn to be dumbfounded.

   I saw a few middle-aged people surrounded by an old man in his seventies, walking quickly. They gave the young staff a few hard glances, and then focused their eyes on these cultural relics.

  The old man was wearing a silk gown, and he was dressed in an old-fashioned way. He first checked a few animal heads.

   "The animal heads of the twelve zodiac signs in Yuanmingyuan are right, they must be right. Unexpectedly, you are finally back!"

  The old man suddenly broke down in sobs, crying like a child.

  Those middle-aged experts also looked sad.

   "Old Dan, please don't howl." Old Maoer Master Shu suddenly said.

  The old man was busy looking at things, but he didn't look at anyone. He followed his reputation and was also taken aback: "Xiao Maozi."

  This old Mr. Shan is the vice president of the museum and an expert in the study of Ming and Qing history. He has written a lot.

  Before Liberation, I had a relationship with Lao Maoer's master uncle, but at that time, Lao Maoer was still a kid.

   "Old order, the things we bought back from abroad."

  Old Mao explained in his mouth that it was too uncomfortable to hold back here, and he wanted to go home early.

   "Okay, okay, Xiao Maozi, I'll see you as a child." The old man nodded with satisfaction, and then said:

   "How much does it cost? I'll ask my superiors to supply it to you. These animal heads are too precious to be collected by individuals."

  Old Maoer became anxious when he heard it, and pointed at Liu Qingshan: "The things don't belong to me, they belong to my nephew."

  The old gentleman looked towards Liu Qingshan, then nodded: "So it's you, Comrade Liu Qingshan, haha, they're all one family, one family."

   "I have visited that ancient anthropology museum in Jiapigou, and I also visited your private collection by the way. It is very good."

  Liu Qingshan also understood that the old man must have visited it when he was abroad, because no one else had the key to the private collection, only his grandfather Liu Shikui had it.

  Since none of them were outsiders, the atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed. The airport staff no longer regarded Liu Qingshan and the others as class enemies, and began to serve tea and water.

  Especially the young man who was being trained just now was very enthusiastic.

  However, for these cultural relics, experts have to compare them with those on the certificate to avoid mistakes.

   After the small chicken bowl cup was placed on the table, the eyes of those experts were straightened.

  Everyone put on gloves, went up one by one for appraisal, and finally all eyes were on Mr. Shan.

   These middle-aged experts have basically never seen the real thing.

   They did hide a chicken bowl cup, but whether it is true or not has been debated.

   "Qingshan, thank you, it is a blessing that such a precious cultural relic can be returned."

  The old man is an expert in the study of Ming and Qing historical relics, of course he can confirm that this is genuine.

   This thing is too precious. There are less than 20 pieces in the world. It is not easy to get one.

   Several middle-aged experts were also moved. Since Teacher Shan said so, it is undoubtedly genuine.

  Chicken bowl cup, the value is immeasurable, several experts also swallowed silently, and greed flashed in their eyes.

   After inspecting the large jar from Guigu Xiashan, Mr. Shan frowned. Looking at the introduction on the certificate, it was blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty, but he always felt something was wrong.

   "Teacher Shan, isn't it Yuan Qinghua?" A middle-aged expert wearing glasses asked tremblingly.

   "Yes, Xiao Xu, you are right, this must be Yuan Qinghua!"

  Teacher Shan looked at Liu Qingshan, and he remembered that when he visited Liu Qingshan's private museum, he had seen a similar large jar.

   It’s just that the patterns on the top are different. This one is Guigu descending the mountain, and that one is King Wen’s visit to the sages.

  Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile: "Fortunately, that foreign collector thinks it's Ming blue and white, so I can get it."

  In the past few years, the existence of Yuan blue and white flowers has also been recognized in China, but there are very few utensils, especially such a large jar, which is unique.

  Hiss, there was a sound of air-conditioning in the room, and the middle-aged expert surnamed Xu blurted out: "Such a precious collection should be handed over to the state for safekeeping!"

   "Why?" The old hated uncle glared at the other party, "We bought it with money, did you pay a penny?"

  Expert Xu heheed twice: "I mean, if such a precious cultural relic is in private hands, if one is not well kept, the loss will be great."

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   "I have also collected some old objects over the years, and I am planning to set up a private museum, so I don't need experts to worry about it."

  Expert Xu is also a person with a head and a face, and he has never been subjected to such a squeeze. At that time, he was a little bit embarrassed, and snorted:

   "Anyone can afford to open a museum. Do you have so many collections, and do you know how much money is needed for annual maintenance?"

   Before anyone from Liu Qingshan’s side could refute, Mr. Shan raised his hand to stop Expert Xu: “Xiao Xu, do your job well.”

  Expert Xu blushed, and immediately stopped talking.

   After counting more than one hundred cultural relics, everyone heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Liu Qingshan with envy.

  Even the well-informed experts are eye-opening.

  Lu Fang and the others repacked all the cultural relics, and Liu Qingshan cupped his hands: "Mr. Shan, let's say goodbye first, and visit another day."

  The old man nodded with a smile: "Maybe in a few days, I'll go to your place first. Those old guys will definitely not be able to sit still if they hear that you have such treasures as chicken bowl cups and yuan blue and white flowers."

   "Welcome, welcome." Liu Qingshan also agreed with a smile. His private museum has already been put on the agenda. When the time comes, these experts will definitely be needed to help.

   Just about to leave, I suddenly heard someone call: "Wait a minute."

  Liu Qingshan saw that it was Expert Xu, looking at him unkindly, so he smiled and said, "What advice do you have?"

   "Other cultural relics can be taken away, but these bronze animal heads must be handed in!" Expert Xu said righteously.

   "Xiao Xu, don't be impulsive." Mr. Shan also frowned, what happened to Xiao Xu today?

  The remaining young experts knew very well: this is the eagerness to make contributions.

  Expert Xu said: "Teacher Shan, the animal head is different from other cultural relics and must be nationalized."

  Liu Qingshan didn't bother to talk to him: "Teacher Shan, let's take our leave first."

   After finishing speaking, he left directly, and the others also transported all the cultural relics to the car, and ran away without a trace.

   "It's too much bullying, I want to report the situation to my superiors, and I must get the animal head back!" Expert Xu was still indignant.

  Old Mr. Shan said quietly: "Xiao Xu, you may not know this little friend Liu Qingshan, he was one of the top ten outstanding young people at the beginning of the year."

  Expert Xu couldn't help being taken aback: It seems that he can't afford to provoke a person with this kind of background.

   "Also, he led the production of the Jade Bird mobile phone that has brought glory to the country recently." The old man added.

  Expert Xu blushed and argued, "But, this is a national cultural relic."

  The old gentleman smiled slightly: "As long as something is in the country, whether it belongs to the country or an individual, what difference does it make?"

   Several other people also nodded, only Expert Xu struggled: "But, but..."

   "There is nothing but, you don't know the situation, the national treasure of the year, the skull fossil that has been missing for many years, was discovered by this little friend from Qingshan, and then handed over to the country."

  Mr. Shan was also very disappointed with this expert Xu. He thought he was a good seed, but now it seems that he is still too utilitarian.

  The old man looked far away, and muttered to himself: "I believe that after the little friend Qingshan gathers the animal heads of the twelve zodiac signs, he will definitely hand them over to the country..."

   Several other experts looked at each other and kept a distance from Expert Xu.

  Expert Xu even secretly hated in his heart: This matter can't just be settled like this!

  (end of this chapter)