Chapter 18: Mixing Again
While He Lin and Qingle were talking in a low voice, the quarrel between Qingheshan and Ma Yuliang showed no signs of stopping.
Qingle really couldn't stand it, so he stopped him: "Grandpa, Mr. Ma, you two are both old, can you stop being so naΓ―ve?"
Ma Yuliang and Qingheshan both had old faces that were slightly red, and the dispute was quiet.
"Ahem, Xiaole, it's no wonder grandpa is this. β
Qingheshan coughed lightly, glanced at Ma Yuliang and said, "It's all the old horse's fault!"
"Hey, Lao Qing, are you still unreasonable?"
When Ma Yuliang, who had just stopped, heard this, he raised his eyebrows again: "I can't just stand up and tell the truth, this inkstone was originally bought by Xiaole, and the holy decree was found in the inkstone, so it should be handed over to Xiaole for the handling of the holy decree!"
"Lao Qing, you are going to monopolize this holy decree when you come, it's too arrogant, right?"
Qingheshan's eyes widened, and he was about to attack again: "Old Ma, what do you mean by this, Xiaole is ......"
"Grandpa!"
Qing Leqiao's face was blank, and he immediately screamed.
Qingheshan can be regarded as an old granddaughter slave, and when he saw Qingle's face, he had to swallow the words that had reached his throat back into his stomach.
Ma Yuliang saw that Qingheshan was deflated, and a smug smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
"Grandpa, Mr. Ma is right. β
Qingle explained to Qingheshan: "The historical value and artistic value of cultural relics such as the Holy Decree of the Ming Dynasty cannot be measured by money, so you can hand it over to me and Mr. Ma for academic research, I think this can better reflect its value and significance." β
"Xiaole, but ......"
Qingheshan was about to say something, but seeing that Qingle's little face began to calm down again, he had to nod dumbly and eat Huanglian: "Okay, this Ming Chenghua Holy Decree is all handed over to you to dispose of." β
"Well, grandpa is so nice. Qingle smiled at this time, and kissed Qingheshan: "mua!"
Qingheshan smiled bitterly: "It's okay, it's okay, Xiaole, it's good if you're happy......"
He has a colic in his heart, and this kiss will cost more than 10 million, and the price is too high!
"Hehe, yes, yes, Lao Qing, you are the right person to do this!"
Ma Yuliang also smiled from ear to ear at this time, clapped his hands and said: "Xiaole, you are really my good student, you have a high vision, and your future will be limitless in the future!"
He Lin was stunned when he looked at it next to him, this is really a thing descending from one thing.
Who would have thought that a big man like Qingheshan, who is at the top of the city, would be pinched to death by a little girl in Qingle?
"Ahem...... And so the matter of this decree is over. β
Qingheshan coughed lightly twice, and changed the topic to avoid embarrassment: "I have to say, today's matter is really thanks to Xiao He here, otherwise I really don't know when this kind of cultural relics will see the light of day again!"
Ma Yuliang was stunned for a moment, he was only concerned about arguing with Qingheshan about the holy decree just now, and only then did he notice He Lin: "Yes, yes, Lao Qing, I'm right, Xiao He's eye strength is definitely the best among the young generation in our city!"
Qingle was also looking at He Lin with beautiful eyes at the moment.
suddenly became the focus of everyone, which made He Lin a little uncomfortable: "Ma Lao, Qing Lao, you are exalting me too much, I just happened to notice a crack at the bottom of the inkstone just now." β
In addition, when I recalled Ye Mingzhu's incident before, it was natural to think of the possibility that there was a hidden universe in the inkstone. β
He Lin's excuse can be regarded as reasonable, Qingheshan and Ma Yuliang didn't hear the slightest flaw.
"Well, thanks to your previous similar experience, otherwise you might really be like the old man, who never thought about it!"
Qingheshan smiled loudly and looked at He Lin again: "But this is back, Xiao He, you can be observant and agile at a young age, and if you persist, you will definitely be able to make a career in the future." β
He Lin humbly arched his hand: "Young man, you have praised it falsely." β
Qingheshan looked at He Lin more and more pleasing to the eye at this time, and nodded slightly: "Hey, Xiao He, are you interested in coming to my Qingfangyuan to help?"
Qingle was slightly startled next to him, and looked at He Lin incredulously.
She knows Qingheshan's temper best, and her grandfather has never praised people, let alone take the initiative to invite the younger generation to work in her shop.
It's the first time I've seen you in so many years!
He Lin was also staring at the boss at this time, and he couldn't believe his ears: "Qing Fangyuan?"
He never expected that Qingheshan would throw an olive branch to him when they met for the first time today.
You must know that the people who work in 'Qingfangyuan' are undoubtedly all veterans of the antique industry, some of whom have been immersed in the industry for nearly ten years, and many of whom have been immersed for decades, and it is not a place where young people in their early twenties like He Lin can go to work casually.
Seeing that He Lin was stunned and didn't speak, Qingheshan quipped: "What's the matter, don't you want to?"
"No, no. He Lin hurriedly shook his head like a rattle: "I just didn't expect that Qing Lao would look down on me like this, 'Qing Fangyuan' can be regarded as the palace of our antique world in Gui City." β
"Hehe, those are just some false names that my peers can afford to look down on my Qing. β
Qingheshan shook his head slightly, but the smile on his face was a little unconcealable: "It's you kid, if you come to my 'Qingfangyuan', just precipitate a little, in the antique industry, your kid is definitely very promising!"
After speaking, Qingheshan smiled confidently again: "How about it, Xiao He, do you want to try it?"
"Xiao He, don't be in a hurry to agree!"
He Lin hadn't spoken yet, but Ma Yuliang on the side spoke: "You are still young, the antique auction industry is very deep, I don't think it's suitable for a young man like you at the moment!"
"Old Ma, what do you mean by that?"
Qingheshan raised his eyebrows, glared and asked: "You just grabbed the matter of the Holy Decree with me, and now I want Xiao He to come to my 'Qing Fangyuan' to help and give him a chance to exercise, what are you doing blindly?"
"Look at you, you stink of copper. β
Ma Yuliang first lost a sentence of Qinghe Mountain, then his face changed, and he said to He Lin with a smile: "Xiao He, I think you have a high talent in archaeological and historical research, and I heard Xiaoyu say that you also studied history as an undergraduate, so I suggest that you continue your academic studies!"
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He Lin had a black question mark on his face at the moment.
"I don't have graduate students anymore, but I can make an exception for you!"
Ma Yuliang smiled, took a sip of tea and said, "How about it, if you agree, I will contact the school to apply for a master's and doctor's degree for you later, so that you can relive your time on campus!"