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It's not that Liu Sheng found a tomb robbery gang, and even if there is, it's none of his business, but he actually found a roadside stall on the bank of the Qinhuai River, although most of them are some handicrafts and other gadgets, but there are also one or two antiques that look passable in it.

With a little interest, Liu Sheng walked over with a walk, anyway, there is nothing to do now, it is estimated that he will return to Beijing in the next two days, and he doesn't know when he will be able to come to the bank of the Qinhuai River to express his feelings.

When I got closer, I found that most of the stalls here are some old people, a newspaper or a small piece of felt cloth put on three or five handicrafts is a stall, those owners basically do not pay attention to whether the tourists who stop are potential customers, and the semiconductor babbling Huangmei Opera or some difficult Kunqu Opera is their biggest hobby. Whenever a customer comes forward to ask about the price, it will cause these old men to frown frequently, and they don't know how to do it, thinking that they have done something rebellious, which makes some customers at a loss.

Liu Sheng hesitated for a while, but scratched his ears and cheeks in his heart, and couldn't help but walk towards a stall where the stall owner was still young, and asked tentatively, "Uncle, how can you sell this Lao Tzu statue." ”

Liu Sheng picked up a boxwood carved statue of Lao Tzu, holding the Tao Te Ching, standing with his eyes down, as if thinking about the infinite mystery of all things in the universe, fluttering clothes, like a fairy, carefully examining the heart can't help but calm down, a kind of admiration arises spontaneously.

Boxwood carving has a long history and simple style, boxwood carving is a folk handicraft made of boxwood as a carving material, which uses the natural form of boxwood smooth, delicate texture and solemn color. The boxwood carving is milky yellow, and the longer the time, its color changes from light to dark, giving people a simple and elegant beauty. Yueqing County, Wenshi City is the birthplace of boxwood carving in Zhejiang Province, and it is called "Zhejiang Three Carvings" with Dongyang wood carving and Qingtian stone carving.

"Why do you want to buy it?"

The stall owner put down the semiconductor in his hand a little impatiently, looked at Liu Sheng seventy-two glances from one glance to the next, and then his eyelids drooped down and asked in a thick Nanjing accent.

Liu Sheng nodded seriously, "Well, if the price is right, I'll buy it." ”

Although it is not an antique, but the carving is in place, mixed in the street stalls, there are really some pearls of the dark cast of the frame, Liu Sheng estimates that this should be the work of folk artists, folk masters, this is not only in the ancient hermit prevailing era, now there are still many people like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, until it is excavated.

"One thousand two, take it if you want it, and pull it down if you don't want it." The stall owner quickly glanced at the things in Liu Sheng's hand and roughly set the price.

"That uncle, don't you think you're selling cheaply?" Looking at the stall owner's appearance, I don't think it's a little funny, Liu Sheng's ghost thought about the stall owner in a hurry, fortunately, no one here knows him, if the people who know him don't have to be shocked when they see it, he has always been a baht.

Boxwood has the saying that 'it is difficult to become a tree for a thousand years', and the diameter is only about 15 cm in forty or fifty years, and there is no big timber for boxwood since ancient times. Su Shi once said, "As the saying goes, boxwood is one inch long at a year, and three inches in case of leap", so boxwood has a thousand years of dwarf, Liu Sheng's hand of this boxwood carving is estimated to be about 30 centimeters in diameter, in the boxwood is a rare big material, not to mention the good carving work makes this boxwood carving add a few points.

The stall owner glared, snatched the boxwood carving in Liu Sheng's hand, and said with some annoyance, "If you like to buy or not, don't disturb me to do business." ”

Looking at the stall owner's appearance, Liu Sheng suddenly couldn't cry or laugh a little, he was really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs, it seems that he can't be kind in the future": Uncle, I'm afraid of you, I bought this statue, you order. ”

As he spoke, Liu Sheng took out more than a dozen old man's heads from his wallet, counted out twelve, and handed them to the stall owner.

"This is long overdue. Take it. The stall owner took the money and didn't count it, put it directly in his pocket, pushed the statue of Lao Tzu towards Liu Sheng, and leisurely immersed himself in the beautiful artistic conception of Huangmei Opera.

Picking up the statue, Liu Sheng couldn't help but shake his head, it is really a strange thing in the world, and there are really people who do business like this, it seems that fishing is better than fish.

Looking at the statue of Lao Tzu in his hand, Liu Sheng suddenly felt that the depression of the night had already disappeared, as for Chaotian Palace, he had a chance to talk about it, and suddenly changed his itinerary, he was ready to go home, recuperate, and be ready to return to Beijing at any time.

"Wait a minute, lad."

Suddenly, a voice from behind him, which sounded very vicissitudes, stopped him.

Liu Sheng looked back at the voice, and the person who called him was a middle-aged man with a Chinese face, who looked very righteous, and was usually a positive hero image in film and television programs, which was easy to make people feel good, but the people around him made Liu Sheng feel a deep sense of disgust.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Mr. Ono, it's really a place in life where you don't meet, I don't know if Mr. Ono's big Qi Tongbao has been collected." Liu Sheng directly ignored the middle-aged man and smiled directly at the short man beside him.

"Is that you?"

Ono Ichiro didn't expect that the person who bought the boxwood carving before them was actually an acquaintance, and Liu Sheng, who pit him in the capital, felt a little bit narrow.

Especially the mention of Daqi Tongbao, it made him angry beyond measure, he had already taken this matter as a stain on his life, and vowed to wash away this stain sooner or later, but he didn't expect Liu Sheng to bring up the old thing again.

"Mr. Liu, it seems that you are having a good time." Ichiro Ono pressed the anger in his chest, took a deep breath, and said slowly.

"Thanks to Mr. Ono, life is so-so, it's okay to be able to eat and fall asleep." Liu Sheng deliberately tilted his head and thought for a while.

He knew that Ono Ichiro would never dare to turn his face against himself in public, this is not another place, this is Nanri, if you say that in the whole of China, where people hate the Japanese the most, it is definitely the Nanri, the massacre decades ago is unforgettable, not to mention the Nanrime people who are in the bitter land.

"Sir, the Lao Tzu in your hand seems to be Mr. Ono's first eye, I don't know if Mr. can cut his love." Guozi Face also felt that there must have been a holiday between Liu Sheng and Ono Ichiro, but who made Ono Ichiro his top boss, so he had to bite the bullet.

"Then why didn't he buy it, 1,200 yuan is not very expensive." Liu Sheng looked at him with a smile and a strong sense of irony.

"Uh."

The face of the national character is speechless for a while, the Chinese know that the Nanzhen people have an unsolvable feud with the Japanese, and those who are open-minded or have Ah Q Jingsheng are better, if you meet an angry youth, then scolding you is light, and things will definitely not reach your hands. The reason why I didn't buy it just now was because Ichiro Ono was Japanese

"Mr. Ono's wallet was lost just now, and he asked me to borrow money, so he delayed the time, and let Mr. get on the road first, you know that China's theft is a bit rampant, you can rest assured that we will never let you suffer, and will give you double the money." This national character face is a little quick-witted, and in the blink of an eye, he made up a reason for being lame.

"Really, uncle?" Liu Sheng was a little ridiculous, and turned his head to ask the stall owner who was stretching his neck to pay attention to the matter.

"Shit, even if Little Japan gives me a gold mountain, Lao Tzu won't sell it to him." The stall owner stiffened his neck, stared at his face, and his eyes were burning with anger, "Look at your dog-like appearance, it turns out that you are also a traitor, you are really blind to your face, and no one on this street will sell you anything in the future." ”

I didn't expect this middle-aged uncle to be an angry young man, it's really 'righteous and slaughtering dogs', there are also heroes in the market, and the ancients don't deceive me.

Liu Sheng scratched his head, gave a thumbs up to the middle-aged uncle and said, "Uncle, you're still so cool, I sold this Ono Ichiro several big Qi Tongbao in the capital a while ago." You don't know that this Ono Ichiro is a collector in Japan.,That identification technique,Tsk..."

"Great Qi Tongbao? Haha..."

Several elderly stall owners couldn't help laughing, they can know one or two of the big Qi Tongbao, there are only two in the world, especially after the missing corner of the big Qi disappeared, the big Qi Tongbao in the United States is even more precious, but I didn't expect the little brother in front of me to do wholesale.

"Lao Huang, what are you laughing at?" Don't look at the middle-aged uncle who has a heroic backbone, but when he was young, he was a little unlearned, and he didn't know anything about Daqi Tongbao, listening to the hearty smiles of the old guys around him, he was a little confused.