Chapter 110 Microeconomics

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"No, my family is very big, and these calligraphy and paintings may not be enough!"

The words of wealth made Liu Zhixing couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him again, and after glancing at the tall Matthew standing behind him, he nodded with a hint of understanding in his eyes. Knowing that this is a master who is not bad for money, since this is the case, there is nothing to say.

"I'll pack it for you right away!"

"Matthew, we'll help too!" Guo Shouyun nodded and said.

Although there are only a dozen paintings opened, it takes some time to put them all together. When there is nothing to do, Guo Shouyun doesn't mind helping by the way.

Three people in one piece, the speed is several times faster in an instant. However, Guo Shouyun and Matthew are not as familiar with this stall as Liu Zhixing, so they will inevitably bump and bump in the process of cleaning up the paintings. No, Guo Shouyun just put the scroll aside and accidentally touched a book that was originally placed in the corner.

He quickly picked it up, but the words on the paper attracted his attention.

"Samuelson and Nordhaus's Microeconomics?"

Guo Shouyun is no stranger to this best-selling economics masterpiece that is regarded as a benchmark by the economics departments of various well-known universities. It is on the required reading list of the Economics Department of Stanford University. However, it is quite curious that this economics book appeared in the hands of a painting stall owner. In particular, the cover of the book has been yellowed and is obviously often turned over, and it is clear that it is not intended for decoration.

Guo Shouyun, who was curious, subconsciously opened it, and the few lines of graceful pen words on the title page of the book made his pupils shrink, and his face was a little more thoughtful.

"From the shore of the unnamed lake to the endless dusk autumn city, this life will not swerving!"

Of course, Guo Shouyun could feel the lingering affection revealed in the sentence, but what really caught his attention was the word 'Weiming Lake'.

In his previous life, when he was studying, Weiming Lake was equal to Peking University. In an instant, many speculations appeared in Guo Shouyun's heart.

Continuing to flip back over the title page, the contents of the book were familiar to him. However, what made him pay attention was the key points marked in red and blue above, as well as the experience of neatly crafted text records in the corners. No matter how many, it's on almost every page, and there's something to say. Obviously, the person who wrote these words was a person with a deep understanding of economics.

"Mr. Wang, all the paintings you want are finished!"

Hearing this, Guo Shouyun's heart moved. After turning around, he didn't look at the books that had been packed, but smiled after raising the books in his hand, "This "Microeconomics" belongs to Mr. Liu?"

"Yes!"

Liu Zhixing nodded calmly.

After returning the book to the other party, Guo Shouyun groaned slightly, "Although I know that it is a bit presumptuous, I am really curious." How can a person who graduated from Peking University and has a deep understanding of economics be reduced to selling calligraphy and paintings in the night market in the United States to survive?"

Looking at Liu Zhixing, whose expression changed, Guo Shouyun knew that most of his guesses were true. That being the case, it made him even more curious.

"I'm afraid Mr. Guo has misunderstood, I'm just an ordinary person who knows rough painting skills, and it has nothing to do with Peking University, and this book was left here by others!"

"Really?" Guo Shouyun smiled slightly, "Since it is not Mr. Liu's thing, then dare to ask who its owner is? It would be great if we could have a conversation!"

Liu Zhixing was silent!

Guo Shouyun didn't ask after glancing at him. Squatting down, smiling and tugging at the corner of his father's clothes, his little girl looked at him curiously with big eyes.

"How old are you this year?"

"Five-and-a-half!" The little girl is not afraid of life at all.

"Did you go to kindergarten?"

The little girl shook her head.

After gently rubbing her soft black hair, "Mr. Liu certainly has something unspeakable, but I don't intend to get to the bottom of it. In addition, if Your Excellency wishes, I am willing to hire you to be a Xixi who teaches me the way of painting and calligraphy. As for the remuneration, I think it is enough to ensure that Mr. Liu and Nannan have no worries about food and clothing. Moreover, I am willing to help Mr. Liu get a green card, even American citizenship!"

"Thank you very much for your attention, but I know that my level is limited and I am not qualified for Mr. Xixi's position, I'm sorry!"

After taking a deep look at him, Guo Shouyun took out a business card and handed it to him.

"If you change your mind, call the number above! Also, don't let your child suffer with you, or you won't be worthy to be a father!

took out his wallet, took out all the money in it and stuffed it into Liu Zhixing's hand. Although it is not counted, the money is more than enough to buy these paintings and calligraphy.

After taking a deep look at Liu Zhixing, who was still as silent as ever, Guo Shouyun turned around, "Matthew, let's go!"

"Yes, boss!"

Grabbing the packed paintings and calligraphy, Matthew Bloom strode after him.

"Hey, I don't need so much money...!"

It wasn't until Guo Shouyun walked away that Liu Zhixing woke up from his own world. Looking at the backs of the two of them, I couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Dad, everything is sold out, can we go home?"

"Go home!" After putting away the business card and money, Liu Zhixing nodded, "Nan, we made a lot of money today, what do you want, Dad will buy it for you!"

"Really?"

"Hmm!"

But soon Liu Zhixing watched his daughter's originally excited little face gradually dim.

"I don't want anything, my mother said that if she doesn't spend money indiscriminately, she can come back early!"

Listening to his daughter's childish words, looking at her ignorant and firm little face, and thinking of his deceased wife who had passed away for nearly a year, Liu Zhixing couldn't help but feel sad from his heart. After kneeling on one knee, he hugged his daughter tightly into his arms, and two tears of remorse flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Dad, you're crying!"

"No, Dad didn't cry, Dad was happy to make money. After quickly wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Liu Zhixing stood up, "Let's go, let's go home!"

After a brief tidying up of the stall, there was not much in total except for a canvas and a wooden box that originally contained calligraphy and paintings, so it was quickly sorted out. After opening the trunk of the eight-handed Corolla, which was already looming rust next to it, and putting the packed things inside, Liu Zhixing drove his daughter towards the Seattle International District, which is a place where Chinese people live.

About half an hour later, the eight-handed Corolla stopped outside a small white two-story building. Locked the car, took his daughter to push open the courtyard door and walked in. As soon as they stepped up the steps, the door of the room, which had been closed in gold, was opened from the inside.

"Grandma Zhang!"

Looking at the old lady who appeared outside the door, about sixty or seventy years old, dressed in home clothes, Nan Nan broke free from her father's hand and pounced happily.

"Oops, my darling. Let Grandma see if you have eaten dinner?" said the old lady happily.

"Eat it, Daddy's pancake fruit!"

"Pancake fruit, so good!"

Holding the little girl's hand, the old lady looked up and said, "How is today's business?"

"I met a big customer, and all the paintings and calligraphy were sold out!"

"yes, that's a good thing!"

Liu Zhixing nodded, "Has Uncle Zhang rested?"

"No, read a book on it!"

As they spoke, the three of them walked to the living room. Coincidentally, at this time, after hearing the movement, the old man wearing a white Chinese-style cardigan and in good spirits also walked down from the upstairs.

"Grandpa Zhang!"

"Oops, my darling!"

hugged the little girl who rushed over, and the folds on the old man's face bloomed. For older people, there's nothing happier than spending time with their grandchildren, even if they're not their own.

After a brief frolic, a group of three or four sat down on the sofa in the living room.

"Xiao Liu, I've already asked someone. In your current situation, there are two fastest ways to get a green card. The first type is called commercial marriage, which is also a fake marriage. The second is political asylum. Both have their advantages and disadvantages, and they can also be done at the same time. It will cost about twenty or thirty thousand dollars in the middle, and it will take about one to two years!" said the old man.

"I want to apply for political asylum!" Liu Zhixing made his decision almost without much thought. The position of his wife was unshakable in his heart, and a fake marriage seemed to him to be a desecration of his deceased wife.

"Since you've made a decision, I'll go and get in touch with you tomorrow! As long as you get a green card, it won't be difficult to get into the University of Washington with your talents. As long as you get your degree certificate, your future life will be smooth. ”

Liu Zhixing nodded, and said gratefully: "Uncle Zhang, thank you so much!"

The old man waved his hand, "Don't say the kind words, who let us all be Chinese." Moreover, I really like Nannan, and I hope she can live a good life in the future!"

"I love grandparents too!"

The little girl sitting in the old man's arms said crisply.

"Haha, okay! grandparents didn't hurt you in vain!"

Looking at the happy old and young three, Liu Zhixing's heart was full of gratitude. Since the death of his wife, he has left the sad place where he has lived for nearly three years with his daughter, and found it through an intermediary. Mr. and Mrs. Zhang are kind, and their children are all in other places, and it is not easy for him to live alone with his daughter, and even the original rent is free. Moreover, he also takes special care of his daughter. It is precisely because of this that he has just been freed from the state of chaos for nearly half a year and has time to reconsider his future.

The elderly generally go to bed early, so after the four of them chatted in the living room for a while, Liu Zhixing took his daughter back to his room. After comforting his daughter to sleep, Liu Zhixing, who took a bath and lay on his bed, couldn't help but think of the young man he had met in the night market before.

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