Siheyuan: This driver is too arrogant

Chapter 206 The opportunity to make big money is here! (seeking subscription)
"Wang Wang Wang!"

Seeing his master bending over with laughter, Ao Qier screamed even more fiercely!

Costin is a big villain!

Look at the dog...

"You have to be thankful that it didn't kill you, otherwise you would be a dead dog now!" Liu Weidong smiled and rubbed the dog. A large piece of hair was pulled off by Hai Dongqing, revealing the white skin of the head, trying to hold back his smile said comfortingly.

"Woof woof!" Ao Qier became even more angry!

"Okay, calm down, it will grow up in a few days..." Liu Weidong comforted him for a long time before the puppy calmed down and followed him wagging its tail, holding two fat marmots in its mouth. Go back and bake it.

He first came to the processing workshop and checked today's production progress. Now four or five tribes around are sending fresh milk every day for them to make milk powder.

Liu Weidong handed over the remaining project funds of more than 500 yuan to Uncle Mo Rigen, and asked him to settle the spot payments for each production team to solve everyone's urgent needs.

The so-called poor farmers and poor herdsmen need money more than anyone else!
Delinquent in arrears with their milk money is a shame!

Will be struck by lightning!
Together with the 150 catties of milk powder requested by Director Wang, they produced a total of [-] catties of milk powder this time, which were still wrapped in kraft paper bags, one or two per bag, neatly stacked in wooden boxes, and wrapped with moisture-proof and waterproof oil paper outside. Amidst the sound of farewell from everyone, Liu Weidong started the car and went straight to the capital.

He first delivered the goods to Director Wang. When he saw the milk powder, Director Wang was overjoyed, weighed it in a hurry, and delivered it in cash at a price of RMB [-] per catty.

A total of 220 yuan, Liu Weidong signed the receipt, put it away, and then drove the car to deliver the goods to the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Weidong has worked hard!" Seeing so much milk powder, director Lang smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, and he knew that Liu Weidong was capable of success. In just a few days, he has done so much again!

"It's a matter of duty." Liu Weidong smiled and asked Director Lang to sign the receipt.

In the afternoon of the same day, another notice was posted at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative, "Newly arrived in the grassland, two hundred catties of pure milk powder, open for supply, if you want to buy it quickly..." The words.

By the time Liu Weidong sent the car back to the rolling mill and returned home with a bag of milk powder, the long queue at the supply and marketing cooperative had already formed for several miles, all of them came to buy milk powder after hearing the news!
"Alas!" Liu Weidong sighed. In these years, the lives of adults are difficult, and the lives of children are also difficult!
It takes so much effort to get a good bite!

"Fly!"

There were two silhouettes, one big and one small, on the window. Little Gege was sitting on the edge of the kang, playing games with his sister-in-law. The laughter of the two came out of the window, like a lark singing, very nice.

Liu Weidong showed a smile on his face, he's home!
Miss my woman!
Haha!

"Brother, you are back, are you tired this time?"

Seeing Liu Weidong walking in, little Gege hurried forward, took a bag of milk powder in his hand, handed it to sister-in-law, and asked with concern, "Have you eaten? There is food in the pot for you!"

"So tired!" He was lying on the kang, enjoying his wife's massage, grinning, "Take it easy, let's do it this way again."

"Hmph, you're really an uncle!" Little Gege twisted his waist, causing Liu Weidong to grit his teeth in pain.

"By the way, Uncle Qin came this morning and said that you would go to his place when you come back..."

"Didn't he say anything?" Liu Weidong sat up, looked at Haidongqing flying in with flapping wings, and gestured to it!

This guy flies really fast!I drove the car to [-] miles and it didn't drop!
"Dilly dilly!" Hai Dongqing landed on his head, and his sharp claws retracted. Liu Weidong was so frightened that he grabbed it and threw it aside.

"This guy is the worst. It balds Aoqier's forehead. Aoqier was so angry that he didn't dare to go out for several days..."

"So naughty!" Little Gege laughed wildly and waved at Hai Dongqing. Hai Dongqing flew over and landed on her arm. cute appearance.

"Pretend, just pretend!" Liu Weidong knocked on its head, "Maybe Uncle Qin wants to ask me for something, I'll go there first."

Seeing Xiao Cai'e running to the kitchen to make milk, Liu Weidong grabbed his wife's slender waist and kissed her hard.

"Wait for me to come back!"

"Go, go! Hairy clawed monkey, no one is right!" Little Gege cursed with a smile, and watched him go out.

At the old soldier Youzi's house, a beautiful little widow who came from nowhere was helping him pick up a big rooster. When Liu Weidong came in, the little widow blushed with embarrassment and turned to hide, but was stopped by Qin Yongjiang.

"This is our eldest nephew! Call someone!"

"Hi nephew!" The little widow bowed her head in response, squatted down again, and continued to pluck the big cock.

Liu Weidong responded, and sneaked a glance...

It is now the end of June, when the weather is hot, this beautiful little widow is wearing a pure cotton white vest, condescending, but seeing (not allowed to write here), it is quite spectacular.

Ok……

Uncle Qin's aesthetics has always been at the forefront of fashion.

"You just came back from the grassland?" Qin Yongjiang took half a bag of milk powder from him, put it aside casually, and asked with concern.

"Well, this isn't a buying station for the supply and marketing cooperative..." Liu Weidong looked around, and suddenly found that there were many dilapidated and old utensils in the three-foot shabby room of the veteran Youzi!
"Uncle Qin, are you...changing careers to collect trash?"

"Hush..." Qin Yongjiang lowered his voice, "Go, go out and talk!"

When he came outside, Qin Yongjiang took out two cigarettes, handed him one, lit it and took a puff, "Let me tell you Weidong, our chance to make money has come!"

"How do you say it?" Liu Weidong knew how to smoke, but he seldom smoked. He took it and wrapped it up twice, then stomped it out and threw it aside.

Let Xiao Gege smell the smoke later, and the lower back will probably have to be hit by the vice a few times!

"Let me tell you..." Qin Yongjiang lowered his voice and muttered softly, Liu Weidong's eyes sparkled when he heard it!

How can such a rich man be taken advantage of so easily let go!
Veteran Youzi's interpersonal skills are simply terrifying. No, he doesn't know from which channel he made friends with a foreigner who works in the capital, and he learned that the foreigner is very interested in cultural relics and antiques, so...

"But Uncle Qin, let me keep my ugly words in my head, we can't sell all the treasures left by our ancestors to foreigners!" Liu Weidong emphasized, and Qin Yongjiang's old face twitched immediately, "Isn't it just for this reason that I asked you to come here?" What's the matter! If I didn't think about this, I would have put my half box...shh..."

He pointed into the room, "Look at my troubles, if only Yuzhu is in the room now, we still need to hide here to discuss things? This kind of stuff, don't they just want to eat me a few times Okay, don’t dare to let her hear it! Otherwise, all my things will be scratched by her!”

Liu Weidong frowned, you still have the face to say it!

It's not your fault!

"Then what do you think?" Liu Weidong wanted to go to the school warehouse to look for it again, but according to Song Tingting, the warehouse was later taken over by the school, and all the books were sent to the paper mill to be pulped, and the tables, chairs and benches were also dismantled. After dismantling and burning, there is not much left.

"I know an old man, surnamed Hou, who collects rags. I was wondering if we should talk to him?"

"Surname Hou?" Liu Weidong's face darkened, could it be that person?
Not impossible!
"go!"

Qin Yongjiang went back to the house, picked up the half bag of milk powder, gave a few instructions to the little widow in the house, pushed the door and walked out, and hurried straight to the corner of the street with Liu Weidong.

In a dilapidated dilapidated house on the corner of the street, an old man was sitting guarding a broken teapot, holding a kerosene lamp, and sitting under the lamp admiring a painting.

"The old man is idle!" Qin Yongjiang walked over, pulled the bench and sat down, put half a bag of milk powder on the table, old man Hou lifted it up to look at it, squeezed out a handful and smelled it, "It smells like milk. "

"Nonsense, this is milk powder baked from the best grassland milk, don't let me keep it for myself."

"You old soldier, if you say a few words about you, you'll throw face at me!" Old man Hou snatched it up, "I've got a servant here, young man, sit down!"

Liu Weidong also pulled a small bench missing a leg and sat down, looking down at the paintings on the table.

"Know painting?" Mr. Hou chuckled, and Liu Weidong hummed, "I don't know, but I've seen a few."

"Then take a look at my painting, is it true or not, and which dynasty was it handed down?"

Mr. Hou pushed the painting in front of him. Liu Weidong took a closer look. He used a brush to outline shallow mountains and near water, willow leaves and pines, fisherman and shepherd boy, geese and breeze...

It looks quite old-fashioned, but...

This painting is fake!
Authentic……

The real thing is hidden in the tomb of Yelu Longyou on the grassland!

"Then I'll make a fool of myself. This "Autumn River Yuyin Tu" by Yao Shou of the Ming Dynasty looks simple and full of simplicity, and the characters and landscapes are also perfectly outlined. It's a pity that it was copied by later generations."

"Fake?" Mr. Hou was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly picked up the drawing paper, and looked carefully at the lamp again, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't...

Take a look at this paper, it is a large-format cooked rice paper commonly used by painters in the Ming Dynasty, and then look at the inscriptions, handwriting, stamps...

It seems that there is no problem!
"You young man, you can talk nonsense, this is clearly..."

Until his eyes fell on the edge of the paper, he was stunned!

He carefully dipped a little water, wiped it on, and his head buzzed!
Where is the paper from the Ming Dynasty? It is clearly from the Qing Dynasty, and it has been made old by special techniques!
"I've collected junk all my life, but I didn't expect to punch a hole in a piece of paper." Mr. Hou sighed, rolled up the painting, and stuffed it into Liu Weidong's hand, "Young man, throw this piece of paper into the stove pit for me." Burn it! Look shameful!"

"Farewell, old man, listen to me first!"

The old soldier repeated his intentions again, and Mr. Hou frowned, "You Qin Yongjiang, I have long heard that you do not do good things, dig graves and seduce widows, there is nothing you dare not do!"

"Old man, you said that, but you have wronged me completely. Why did I dig the grave? Did I move a piece of grass in the Ming Mausoleum? Did I move a stone in the Qianling Mausoleum? The things of the Tartars are not for nothing. ..."

"Yes, you are right, tell me, what do you want to do!"

Mr. Hou couldn't say no to him, he waved his hand impatiently, straight to the point, straight to the point.

"Weidong, bring that painting over here and let me see it!" The veteran Youzi waved at Liu Weidong and ordered.

　Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a full order
　　
　
(End of this chapter)