"This set of Tang Sancai's color glaze changes soft and shaded, infiltrating each other is natural, and there is a mottled effect, just this color reflection, you can show the magnificent and magnificent taste, absolutely not ordinary."

"This copper incense burner is even more amazing, you look at this pattern, you look at this quality, this is something from the palace! I don't dare to say if the Nine Dragons Supreme has used it, but it is definitely qualified to be used by nobles."

After Lao Song followed Mr. Ai back to his residence, Mr. Ai took out two fakes for Lao Song to give him a tasting explanation.

Seeing that Mr. Ai scratched his ears and cheeks and couldn't help but follow up with Bi Ma Wen in Pan Taoyuan, Lao Song couldn't help but disdain.

[I think I used ten times more strength to fool your father than I do now, and your father didn't even move his eyelids when he smiled, looking at your incompetent appearance now, where do you look like the son of Lord Belle?

If it weren't for your hooked nose and your father's mold, I wouldn't believe you had anything to do with that brute. 】

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song?"

Teacher Ai suddenly poked Lao Song.

Lao Song immediately sneered, and said very professionally: "Eh, Mr. Ai, is there anything else you don't understand?" ”

Teacher Ai nodded and said in a low voice, "I want to ask Mr. Song, which of these two things you think is better?" ”

"Huh? Better? Lao Song asked puzzledly: "Mr. Ai asked better, where to start?" Is it about the completeness of these two things? Or is it about their rarity? ”

"About money!"

Teacher Ai said realistically: "You just say which of these two things is more valuable." ”

[Neither of them is very valuable, I spent twenty-three oceans to find someone to make them.] 】

Old Song smiled and pointed mysteriously at the copper incense burner.

"Although this one is late, it has a background, an antique, as long as it has a background, it is valuable, if you meet the kind of buyer who is obsessed with the royal family of planting flowers, how much money he wants is not too expensive!"

"That's it."

Teacher Ai immediately put the incense burner into the box, and then asked Lao Song: "Which bank in our capital provides safe deposit box business?" ”

"Safe business?"

Lao Song was really asked, he thought for a while and said: "You have to say that 49 years ago, I knew that Citibank in the capital had a safe,

But is there a bank to spend money in the capital now? I don't know if there are other banks, and I don't know if this kind of business can be taken care of by ordinary people like us! ”

Lao Song's meaning is that at this time, not to mention whether the banks in the mainland have safe deposit box business, even if they do, it may not be open to individual customers.

Teacher Ai was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

"What then? My trip back to the lighthouse will take at least ten days and eight days, such a good thing. Where can I put it safely insured? ”

“.”

No matter how smart Old Song was, he was a little confused at this time, so he asked weakly: "Mr. Ai, aren't you going to take this incense burner overseas?" Why do you want to exist in the capital? ”

"You don't understand this," Mr. Ai said with a straight face: "The famous Nobel laureate in economics once said, don't put your eggs in one basket,

I traveled thousands of miles back to the lighthouse from the capital, and I had to pass through many checkpoints on the way. ”

"So this time, I will take one with me first, and leave the remaining one in the capital, and when there is a buyer who admires the royal family of planting flowers in the future, it will not be too late to find a way to take it out."

Lao Song: "."

[I believe in you, a ghost! 】

[You don't put these eggs in one basket, you want to eat them in your own stomach, right? 】

[I thought you were a waste, but I didn't expect you to have a hand in eating inside and out! ] Even half of your father's stuff will be swallowed. 】

[This is really his father's genius.] 】

Lao Song doesn't have Li Ye's perverted expression observation ability, but he has been falling out with people since he was young, how can Mr. Ai, a beginner nonsense, hide from his eyes?

Teacher Ai clearly wants to take this copper incense burner as his own and turn it into his own.

Lao Song understood, no wonder after selling Ah Qiang something, he obviously got tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars, but Mr. Ai was still poor.

It seems that Lord Baylor on the other side of the lighthouse is also very picky, and he doesn't give much pocket money to Mr. Ai's youngest son, and he forces his own son to start cheating.

Teacher Ai thought about it, and suddenly looked at Old Song: "Master Song, how about you keep it for me for a while?" We are partners, and I want to trust you. ”

"No, no, no," Lao Song hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Mr. Ai doesn't understand the rules of the antique shop, you can't entrust others with such a valuable thing.

To put it mildly, when you come back from the lighthouse, if you have to say that something becomes fake, who will I go to? ”

"How could I be that kind of person?" Mr. Ai glared at him and said unhappily: "Mr. Song looks down on Ai, since I believe in you, I will never doubt you."

"No, no, no, I'm not suitable,"

Old Song shirked again and again, and then said with a smile: "Besides, didn't Mr. Ai say before, wait until you go back to the lighthouse this time and take me out to open my eyes?" I've got to go with you~"

"Tsk~"

Mr. Ai snorted, and his face suddenly became arrogant and disdainful.

"Old Song, you're still in too much of a hurry, if you want to go to the lighthouse, you have to learn at least one hundred and eighty sentences of daily language, right? You can't even ask for directions now, and it's a big problem to get out and get lost."

"Then I can hire a translator! All you have to do is get me a visa. ”

"Visa visa, Lao Song, you also went to the visa office to see, is it so easy to handle? You see that I did two things in front of me, and I think it's easy, right? You know how hard I worked secretly? ”

“.”

Lao Song smashed his mouth vigorously, afraid that he couldn't help it, so he crooked his cheeks behind his ears.

Of course, he knew how hard it took for Mr. Ai to get the two students who came to train to successfully obtain visas to go to the lighthouse.

Ms. Ai carefully analyzed the conditions of each student, and then selected the most likely to pass the visa and taught a lot of skills to deal with visa officers.

As for whether they can pass the sign, in fact, there is a high probability that it is still fate, but the blind cat has met a dead mouse and passed two, doesn't this become a "gold medal lecturer"?

This is the same as the truth of "collecting the wallet, but returning the money" at the gate of the driving school in later generations, but Mr. Ai is even more shameless, but he doesn't return the money.

"Oh well! I'll keep it for you for a few days, you go and buy a safe, and take the key and password yourself, and I'll be responsible for showing you the door. ”

"Oh, yes!"

Teacher Ai grabbed Lao Song's arm and said kindly: "Master Song, don't worry, we are partners, and there will definitely be an opportunity to go to the lighthouse in the future.

When I'm not at home, remember to maintain these students in the training class, and I will continue to teach when I come back! ”

"Well, pass on the teachings, Mr. Ai, you are a powerful person, and you have a lot to do in this place in the capital."

Lao Song praised Teacher Ai without money, but at the same time despised it in his heart.

This man! I'm afraid that I don't have self-knowledge.

When Mr. Ai heard the students respectfully call him "teacher" and sincerely ask him questions in the training class, he was floating.

This is the same as when Lao Song fooled Nakamura Dazuo and was collectively called "big hero" by his peers in Dongshan Province, he didn't know how many catties and taels he had.

Teacher Ai is the same, originally he wanted to make some money by holding a training class, but over time, he was deeply trapped in the feeling of being respected and couldn't extricate himself, and felt that he was really a respected teacher.

This feeling of being respected is not something that money can buy.

This is also the reason why Lao Song knew that the fee for the training class was inappropriate, and he couldn't bear to cooperate with Teacher Ai, he needed to tie up Teacher Ai and find the enemy through him to achieve the goal of revenge.

However, Lao Song wrote down the address information of all the students in the training class, and decided that if these people couldn't get out in the future, they would quietly double the training fee.

Lao Song himself admits that he is not a good person, but when he treats his compatriots, he still guards the necessary conscience.

。。。。。。。。

Mr. Ai had a thrilling journey all the way to San Francisco on the west coast of the lighthouse.

After getting off the plane, he took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the smell of the salty and wet sea breeze was so strange and so annoying.

What this city brought him was not only an unspeakable childhood, youth, and middle age, but also the smell of depression that could not be washed away.

On the contrary, the short days of going to the mainland made Mr. Ai see the hope of becoming a master.

So Mr. Ai decided that after quickly solving the matter here, he would go back to the capital to enjoy it.

The material over there is not as scarce as the legend, as long as there is money in the pocket, there is absolutely no shortage of food and clothing, and there is no shortage of girls.

If it weren't for Lao Song's repeated emphasis on Mr. Ai that the mainland is very strict about style issues, once accused by the woman, regardless of whether there is evidence or not, he will be imprisoned, Mr. Ai would probably have become close comrades-in-arms with several female students at this time

But Mr. Ai wanted to go back here, but a few passengers around him, who were also from the mainland, said happily: "Wow, the smell here, is it the smell of the sea?" It smells so good! ”

"No, it's the smell of freedom, the smell of infinite possibilities, and if you smell it hard, does it have an irresistible sweet fragrance?"

"Well, that's sweet!"

"Poof~"

Teacher Ai couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at, comrade?"

Teacher Ai glanced at the displeased passengers, and spat out a sentence contemptuously in a standard local accent.

[Welcome to the Hell of Freedom, if you can't be the devil, then please become the devil's food!] 】

(End of chapter)