MTL - Hello 1983-Chapter 1089 real free and easy

  Chapter 1089 Real free and easy

  Liu Qingshan led a group of people with different thoughts. After visiting the warehouse, they went there in one afternoon.

  From the greedy eyes that Edward and others showed after seeing the batch of gold, Liu Qingshan felt that it was almost the same.

   This batch of gold seems to be exciting, but in fact, if it is converted into US dollars, it is less than 100 million.

  Of course, this is Liu Qingshan's purchase price. According to the current market price, it is worth about 300 million US dollars.

  The next day, before the customs clearance procedures were completed, Liu Qingshan led everyone to the Dadao Free Trade Zone. Boss Huo and the others had always wanted to experience it. .

  At eight o'clock in the morning, just as the sun came out, the river surface became lively.

   Large and small vehicles all headed towards the big island.

   Now it is rare to see people carrying bags by themselves, but there are two pulling the sledge, and the speed on the ice is not slow at all.

   "It's so lively." Boss Huo still bent over and pouted, helping to push the sledge.

  The man pulling the sledge suddenly felt the rope on his shoulder lighten. He looked back and immediately laughed loudly: "Thank you, it's very easy. Why don't you sit on it and try?"

  Try it and try it. Boss Huo has made all kinds of luxury cars, but he has never made a wooden sledge.

  Others laughed at it. Being here, everyone seems to be infected with a bit of heroism.

  This can be seen from the clothes. The original suits and leather shoes have been replaced by cotton coats, leather hats and big felt boots, which look rough.

   After a stroll, we arrived at Dadao. The trading area here has been increased several times, and supporting facilities such as parking lots and hotels have been built. Finally, it is not the original grass-roots team.

  Liu Qingshan led the group into the shed. The scene in front of him was basically equivalent to a large market, with people coming and going, bustling.

  The items on the shelves are also dazzling. On the domestic side, there are mostly daily necessities; on the Maozi side, there are mostly binoculars and the like.

  Bulk items are basically no longer traded here.

   "This is a Russian-style matryoshka. Buy a few sets and give them away." Pan Mingpai quickly took a fancy to the matryoshka, and then saw some birch handicrafts at the booth, and bought a lot of them.

   Anyway, it’s not a valuable thing. For these people, it’s just a fun to buy.

   But when Pan Mingpai paid Hong Kong dollars, the Maozi stall owner kept waving his hands.

  The most popular here is the US dollar, followed by the Huaxia coin.

  Of course, this is the currency aspect. If you can trade with Maozi's favorite food, that will be the most powerful.

  For example, when a group of people came to the booth of Longteng Company, what they saw was the most primitive form of trade, barter.

  Longteng's booth is also the largest, with a long row; the goods are also the most abundant, with all kinds of food, daily necessities, textiles and home appliances.

  The biggest piece is the motorcycle, and it is very popular with Maozi.

   It is said that on the opposite side, if you ride an AX-100 motorcycle, you will definitely be able to carry a long-legged girl behind you.

  Wine is a hard currency. Boss Huo saw a Maozi, and he exchanged a woolen coat for a bottle of Erguotou cheerfully.

   Moreover, he bit off the cap of the bottle directly, and gulped several gulps into his mouth.

   Seeing this, the Longteng employee who sold the goods threw a piece of ham sausage over to Lede, and kept yelling Ha La Shao.

  Although Longteng Company is mainly engaged in wholesale business, it has not thrown away the transactions like Da Dao.

   Firstly, there is a fixed booth, which is convenient for contacting business; secondly, this method, with a steady flow of water, can earn several million in a year, which is enough to pay for the employees.

  Boss Huo and the others also saw that a young Maozi guy traded a Volga car for a motorcycle.

   It’s considered a car anyway, worth tens of thousands of dollars.

   "Can I exchange this painting for a motorcycle?"

  Many boys surrounded the motorcycle, staring at it greedily, and then a young man in his twenties took out an oil painting with a frame from his cloth bag.

   "We don't have an appraiser here, so we don't know the value of your oil painting." A female employee of Longteng communicated with the other party in proficient Russian.

  Oil paintings, works of masters, are of course sky-high prices; but if they are ordinary painters, they are also worth a wage.

   "I got it from a friend. He said it was very expensive. It shouldn't be a problem to change to a motorcycle?" The young man showed the oil painting.

  In the foreground of the picture are several birch trees, and in the distance is a small village covered with snow, with a strong rural style.

  The staff still shook their heads. They definitely can't do this kind of business. A motorcycle is worth a lot.

   "Let me take a look." Liu Qingshan is not good at identification.

   "You are Mr. Liu!" Several employees also looked at Liu Qingshan in surprise. If Mr. Hou was not following behind, they would not dare to admit it.

  Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile, and then went up to look at the painting. The size of the oil painting is medium, tens of centimeters.

  Liu Qingshan has a characteristic when looking at paintings. Unlike those regular appraisers, he relies entirely on his feelings.

  For example, when I first saw Van Gogh’s starry sky, I could judge that the painting was extraordinary based on my intuitive feeling.

  The painting in front of him also brings a very comfortable feeling to Liu Qingshan. There is a sense of vitality in the tranquility. The small village in front of him is just like his hometown Jiapigou.

   No matter who created the work, in short, it incorporates the creator's love, which is rare.

  Able to reach this level of art means that he has broken away from the group of ordinary painters.

  So Liu Qingshan nodded again: "It can be exchanged."

   "Oh, you have a good eye." The young Mao Zi praised Liu Qingshan, then stuffed the oil painting into his arms, and happily went to pick up the motorcycle.

   Those employees were a little worried, but fortunately, Mr. Liu came forward to make this deal, and they didn't have any responsibility.

   "This painting was exchanged by me personally. Let me tell you later, I will pay for the motorcycle."

  Liu Qingshan explained to the staff that this oil painting, which he plans to hang on the wall of the old house, should look good, the key is to look comfortable.

   "Mr. Mountain, can I have a look?" Edward leaned forward. This guy usually likes to collect art, and he also has some research on oil paintings.

  Liu Qingshan handed over the frame, Edward is quite professional, first look at the signature.

   After searching for a long time, I finally found a few letters on the texture of a birch tree.

  He whistled: "Sakarov, oh, not bad, you can be regarded as a contemporary Russian master, Mr. Mountain, your vision is really good!"

  The last sentence is a sincere compliment from a collector.

  Because of this painting, it is worth at least a dozen motorcycles.

  Of course, if this Sakarov dies, the price can still climb.

  Liu Qingshan smiled, and then took back the painting: "I just like the tranquility and vitality shown in the painting, which is very similar to my hometown."

  Edward could only shrug his shoulders, he could only envy the other party's luck.

   Pan Mingpai is a little envious: "This place is really amazing. I like this way of trading. It is full of possibilities and opportunities. It's a pity that Maozi is too poor now."

   "If your luxury goods, like this oil painting, still have meaning despite the changes of time, that would be great." Liu Qingshan happily offered him a sentence.

  Pan Mingpai seemed very touched, and after a long time, he nodded seriously: "Qingshan, I will consider your suggestion."

  Leaving the counter of Longteng Company, Boss Huo also took a few bottles of wine.

  He mainly wanted to have a good time, and he also exchanged wine and hair for a few things as souvenirs.

   As for losing or making money, he doesn't care.

When he finally came out of the trading hall, Boss Huo had the most fruitful harvest. He had a telescope around his neck, a Russian felt hat on his head, a bearskin coat on his shoulders, and a box in his arms. Matryoshka...

  Liu Qingshan asked him to put the things in the car and take them back. He still didn’t do this stuff, saying that he took it by himself, which gave him a sense of accomplishment.

  The majestic young man of Hong Kong Island, he turned into a small business hawker, or Huo Boss lived the most free and easy life.

   On the way back, he saw a group of fishermen on the river in the distance, and Liu Qingshan led them over to see the excitement.

   After all, people like these have never seen fishing on the ice.

  The winter fishing here is very small, just digging holes in the ice and lowering the nets. At the moment, two fishermen are collecting and hanging nets from the holes in the ice.

   "There are really fish!" Boss Huo yelled, and the hanging net was bright white, and a big fish kept swinging.

   "Another one!" There are quite a lot of fish hanging up. In the current river, the fish resources have not been too exhausted.

   "We've got all of them, and we'll eat fish at night." Boss Huo shouted excitedly, and began to take out money.

   There are dozens of catties of fish, and the fishermen ask for a hundred yuan.

   This time, I went directly to the warehouse and stewed fish in a large firewood pot.

  Among the porters, there are a few brothers from ethnic minorities who are good at picking up fish, and they even picked up the "Suri Ake" of the Hezhen nationality.

  It is to slice the frozen fish into thin sashimi, and then eat it directly with dipping sauce.

  Pick a piece of paper-like sashimi and drink a sip of spirits, feeling a bit heroic to the whole person.

   Boss Huo ate the most happily: "Haha, this kind of life is actually not bad!"

  Pan Mingpai also nodded vigorously: "Modern civilization seems to be getting more and more advanced, but it does constrain human nature. When I come to this land, I feel as if my body and mind have escaped from the cage. Only this way of living is truly free and easy."

   After finishing speaking, he tore up a piece of grilled fish, and then took a big sip of white wine. It felt much more enjoyable than holding a goblet and pretending to taste red wine.

   "If you like it, come and experience it every year in the future."

  Liu Qingshan also issued an invitation that people who live in the city all the year round should take a period of time every year to return to nature.

  Because people have come out of nature.

   As a result, after a meal, Boss Huo and the others drank and didn't go to the hotel. They just fell asleep on the kang in the dormitory here.

  Only Edward and the others had something on their minds, but they were not as free and easy as Boss Huo and the others. They went back to the hotel one by one, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

  Your happiness index sometimes depends on the gap in your mentality.

  (end of this chapter)