"What do you mean by that?"

Seeing the soap that the old man threw in, Qin Feng's eyes couldn't help but narrow, he shook his head and said, "Lao Xia, I'm here to help the cook, but I'm not here to pick up soap for you, if you feel that I'm not doing a good job, you can return me!" ”

The old man made this move, if he was an ordinary person, he really didn't know what he was doing, but Qin Feng had been wandering in society for all these years, and he could see the old man's intentions at a glance.

That piece of soap has been used for a long time, but it is only the size of a coin, and if it is slippery, let alone clamped with two fingers, even if you reach out and grab it, you may not be able to catch it.

According to Qin Feng's understanding, this kind of behavior is the basic skill of thieves to practice techniques, although Qin Feng has never seen it, but when he was picking up rags in Cangzhou, he once heard his peers in the city mention it.

Everyone has their own principles to abide by.

As the saying goes, "three years old looks old", Qin Feng has been smart since he was a child, his father is engaged in education, and his family education is very strict, he has never taken anything that does not belong to him since he was a child.

So over the years, he would rather take his sister to starve than steal a penny from others, this is Qin Feng's principle of life, and it is also the bottom line he adheres to.

You must know that the reputation of thieves in society is very bad, although Qin Feng has now entered the juvenile detention center, he has never thought that he has committed a crime in his heart, and now the old man actually asked him to practice stealing, which immediately made Qin Feng angry,

"Huh? Boy, do you know a lot? ”

Glancing at Qin Feng's face, the old man was not angry, and said with a playful expression: "Come, tell the old man about it, what is the name of picking up soap?" ”

"Why do you always ask knowingly?"

Qin Feng pursed his lips and said, "Isn't the soap between your fingers just the flexibility of your fingers, you must have been an eighth-level fitter before you came in, right?" ”

For a long time after the liberation, the jishu workers in the factory used to be the most popular occupation in the city, and the eighth-level fitters of that meeting were extremely jishu talents, and their status was not much better than that of the current senior engineers.

However, in society, fitters have another meaning, that is, the so-called "thief", and the fitters mentioned by Qin Feng here are naturally the latter.

"Lao Xia, you didn't come in just because of this before, did you?" Qin Feng's eyes looking at the old man were a little wrong.

Although the old man had never told Qin Feng about him, Qin Feng had learned something about him from other sources.

Lao Xia entered this prison in the early sixties, and Qin Feng did not know the crime, so he was locked up for twenty years, and he was released in the early eighties.

And after investigation, Lao Xia's case was a little unjust, but there were many unjust, false and wrongful cases in those years, and the government only compensated him with some money, and was ready to let Lao Xia return to his hometown.

But what people didn't expect was that after the old man left for more than a month, he returned to the prison, saying that his old family was dead, and he had nowhere to go, and since the government had handled an unjust case, he would be responsible for his pension.

This situation that happened to Lao Xia was actually very common in that era.

The inmates who were sent to remote prisons in those years were locked up for more than thirty or forty years, and when they got old, they all stayed in the prison and did not want to go back, so they attached themselves to the prison to do some things.

In some remote areas of the northwest, some towns have even appeared because of the gathering of these prisoners who have been released from prison.

Who doesn't know how the old man persuaded the prison leaders, he was actually left behind, although he was asked to help with the cooking, in fact, it was almost the same as pension.

But now in Qin Feng's opinion, the government may not have wronged Lao Xia back then, maybe he was a habitual thief, otherwise how could he think of letting him practice this technique?

"Hey, I see that you usually look like a stuffy gourd, and you also have thorns in your speech?"

After hearing Qin Feng's words, the old man did not become annoyed, but nodded and said, "You guessed right, this is the method of practicing theft, although you are a little older, but you have practiced kung fu, the flexibility of your fingers is still okay." ”

"Theft? Nicely said, it's a thief, right? Qin Feng shook his head and said categorically: "I don't learn this thing!" ”

When he was wandering with his sister to pick up the rags, the Qin Feng brothers and sisters were mistaken for thieves more than once, and that kind of contempt and defensive eyes, Qin Feng still remembers them vividly.

"Your kid is talented enough, but why is his mind like an old master, so pedantic?"

Seeing Qin Feng's appearance, the old man couldn't help frowning, what he learned was more than just a theft technique, it was simply a variety of all-encompassing, how many people on the rivers and lakes couldn't learn it when they wanted to, but he didn't expect it to be closed in front of this kid.

"Dad taught me that I should be upright and not do things that are secret!"

Back then, for the sake of his sister, Qin Feng could pick up the rags and help others harvest and plant crops, but even in the most difficult time, he didn't think about stealing it, where would he learn this set of things taught by the old man?

"Stinky boy, the theft has been passed down for thousands of years, and it will become a theft in your mouth, do you know what theft is?"

Seeing Qin Feng's stubborn appearance, the old man really couldn't laugh or cry, he had only accepted one apprentice in his life, but he was heartbroken, and now he wanted to accept a closed disciple to inherit the secret art of the master, but he didn't want to be rejected by Qin Feng.

However, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, teachers must carefully select apprentices, and similarly, apprentices also have the right to choose teachers, Qin Fengxue is not willing to learn, let alone apprentice.

"Stealing is stealing, anyway, I don't learn, if you have the ability, you go to prison to denounce me, it's a big deal that I will squat for a few more years." Qin Feng is not very old, but no one wants to force him on the things he recognizes.

"You kid, you're really brainless......"

The old man shook his head helplessly, and said: "You come with me, change places, old man, I will tell you a story, if you are willing to learn, you will draw conclusions then!" ”

"You say that the sky is broken, and the master doesn't learn!" Qin Feng pursed his lips, but he still followed, he was also very curious about this old man, at least that kind of kung fu was enough to make Qin Feng look up.

The old man was not afraid of Qin Feng running away, so he took him to the dormitory area of the prison staff, and pushed open a courtyard door, which was a bungalow with two bedrooms.

"Sit down, this is where I live." After coming to the hall, the old man greeted Qin Feng and sat down on the Taishi chair in the room.

"Lao Xia, your level is even more suing than Director Hu, a separate courtyard?"

Qin Feng glanced at Lao Xia with some curiosity, generally a bungalow like this is allocated to a family to live in, and the old man alone occupies such a set, which is inevitably a little unreasonable.

"Huh? On haode huanghuali beating? ”

When Qin Feng's eyes saw the chair under the old man, he immediately stared straight, and when he looked at the table next to the chair, his saliva almost flowed.

"I said Lao Xia, you're too extravagant, aren't you?"

Rubbing his sleeve vigorously on the dusty table, Qin Feng raised his head and said suspiciously, "These things of yours can't all be stolen from other people's homes, right?" ”

The old man Liu of Cangzhou was born in a large family, and the utensils at home are very exquisite, and he is very profound in the study of miscellaneous items such as antique furniture, and in the more than half a year before the old man died, even Qin Feng also learned a lot of relevant knowledge.

The chair under the old man and the table next to it are all made of haode rosewood, judging from the style and workmanship of the wood and the patterns carved on it, it should be an object of the Ming Dynasty.

Huanghuali was introduced to China by Zheng He in the Ming Dynasty under the West, at that time it was used as a press wood because of the heavy wood of Huanghuali, and later because of its delicate wood and fragrant musk, it was used to make furniture.

Soon Huanghuali furniture became popular in the Ming Dynasty, which also led to the Huanghuali wood of the surrounding countries being cut down on a large scale, and when it came to the Qing Dynasty, it was difficult to see the Huanghuali material, which was particularly precious to the Huanghuali furniture of the Ming Dynasty.

Although people's lives are not very rich in the ninety-three years, Qin Feng heard that Old Man Liu said that in the antique shop that has begun to take shape in the capital, a set of Haode Minghuali furniture in good condition can be sold for at least eight thousand.

The old man's table should be equipped with two chairs, but although one chair is missing, it can be sold for at least three or five thousand yuan, which is a huge amount of money in these years.

If he saw this furniture in the Liu family's old mansion, Qin Feng would naturally not be surprised, but he saw it here in Old Man Xia, plus what happened just now, it is no wonder that Qin Feng thought that this thing was stolen by the old man.

"Fart, I still have to steal? Lao Tzu, this thing was bought with real money! ”

The old man's prison life over the years has already smoothed out his character, but now he is very angry with Qin Feng, and he is rejected by the apprentice, and he even suspects that he is a thief?

"No, how do you know this thing, didn't you just pick up rags before?" The old man suddenly stopped his mouth, and looked at Qin Feng with some confusion, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, it seems that this kid is hiding far deeper than he knows!

"I've learned this from people, so you don't care who it is." Thinking of the deceased Old Man Liu, Qin Feng's heart was gloomy.

Since the accident in the family, he only felt the care of the elders in the old man, although the old man Liu did not take him into the door, but he, like Liu Zimo, gave the old man a whole linen and filial piety for seven days.

"Count you kid a little bit of vision......"

The old man didn't ask where Qin Feng learned it, but waved his hand and said, "Then take a look, how about the other objects in my house?" ”

To be honest, Qin Feng knew some antique appreciation, which was more joyful than surprised for the old man, because it was also a very important craft in the knowledge he wanted to teach Qin Feng.

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