Both money and sex

After practicing the sword with Long Xin, Luo Ping left the small building contentedly. Before leaving, he told them not to go out.

When I first arrived at Pincixuan, I happened to meet Liu Qi who was about to go out.

"Xiao Luo, you came at a good time. I'm going to go to the countryside. Will you go?" Liu Qi's face was flushed, and he looked very happy.

Li Xiaoguang smiled beside him and said: "Master is going to the countryside to collect things, Xiao Luo, you go with him, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, help me take care of his old man."

"Of course I'm going," Luo Ping smiled and took the travel bag from Li Xiaoguang, "I've been looking forward to going shopping with you for a long time."

"Hehe, that's good, let's go together."

Liu Qi's car was a white Highlander, and he drove it himself. The car quickly left the urban area and drove towards the north of Jiangcheng.

This was the first time Luo Ping saw Liu Qi driving a car. It was unexpected that he was already in his 60s and still so proficient at driving.Along the way, Liu Qi talked and laughed with Luo Ping, looking very happy.

"A friend of mine in the mountains called me yesterday and said that someone got a good thing from him and asked me to take a look. From what he described, it should be an old thing, but I don't know how it looks like? "

Luo Ping had heard from Li Xiaoguang two days ago that Liu Qi used to be a person who couldn't stay still, and his favorite thing was to hunt and collect treasures everywhere. After so many years, he made many friends in many places.

In the past two years, as he got older, he didn't go out much, but he collected a lot of things, all because of calls from these friends to inform him.

After leaving the city, the Highlander quickly got on the highway and headed towards the destination smoothly and quickly.

The destination this time is a small mountain village called Fenghuangling, surrounded by mountains on three sides.When the car was two miles away from the village, it couldn't move forward.A rain last night made the mountain road extremely muddy. It is more reliable to park off-road like Highlander on the road.

Liu Qi has rich experience, and has long-term prepared rain boots in the trunk, but there are not many problems. The two of them finally arrived at Fenghuang Ridge with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

At the entrance of the village, Liu Qi sat on a big rock to rest, and said cheerfully, "Xiao Luo, look, this Fenghuang Ridge is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is a picturesque place. It is a good place to recuperate. It is said that in the Qing Dynasty The senior official once lived here in seclusion, and after several generations of inheritance, there are still many people in Fenghuangling who are his descendants. These people have some old things in their homes, and I have received a few very good things here!"

Luo Ping looked up, and saw a small village looming in a tall forest among the mountains, and there was a small river in front of the village, the scenery was beautiful, quiet and peaceful.

"Hehe, this is really a good place for the elderly, and the air is good, it can be regarded as a paradise."

After resting, the two crossed the river from a small wooden bridge and came to the village chief's house.It was Wang Daxi, the village head of Fenghuangling, who called Liu Qi this time.

Wang Daxi was in his fifties, and his teeth were blackened by the smoke. He was overjoyed when he saw Liu Qi, and he hurriedly asked for some wild goods to entertain them.

Liu Qi took out a hard Chinese from the travel bag and put it on the table.Wang Daxi was overjoyed, but he was polite, and finally accepted under Liu Qi's persuasion.

After a few people gossiping for a while, Wang Daxi led them out, and entered a house within a short distance.

This room is in Luo Ping's eyes, but it can't be regarded as a room.The adobe walls and the roof are still old-fashioned thatched sheds. The light in the house is dim, and you can smell a strong musty smell as soon as you walk in.

There were two people sitting in the room, a man and a woman, both in their fifties, with sad faces.Seeing Wang Daxi coming in, the old man stood up.

"Village Chief, this is—"

"Old Wu, this is the Teacher Liu I told you about. He came here to see your item. Hurry up and take it out."

With joy on his face, Old Wu took out a box of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Wang Daxi, and then to Liu Qi and Luo Ping.

Liu Qi declined with a smile, and said, "Master Wu, I heard that the village head Wang said that you have a porcelain jar, which seems to be an old object, so I came here to have a look. Don't worry, if the thing is real, I will buy it according to the current market price." I'll give you money, and I won't miss you a penny."

Old Wu nodded, but sighed, "I've heard the village chief say all these things, and I know that you and him are old friends, so I naturally believe you. But, oh—"

"Old Wu, what's the matter with you, you are hesitating. Your porcelain jar is gone, take it out and let Teacher Liu have a look."

Old Wu sighed again, didn't say anything more, went into the back room and took out a snakeskin bag, and when it was placed on the ground, it made a clanging sound.

"This is?"

Liu Qi was a little puzzled, went over to open the snakeskin bag and saw that there were only some pieces of broken porcelain inside, not the blue and white porcelain jar that Wang Daxi had mentioned.

Wang Daxi hurriedly asked: "Old Wu, what's going on? Didn't you be fine yesterday? How did this happen?"

"Oh, it's all my fault. Last night, when my granddaughter got up at night, she accidentally touched the bottle on the table, and then she fell like this." Old Wu lit a cigarette, squatting in the corner looking very sad.

After he finished speaking, the woman who had been silent all this time began to sob softly, still muttering to you: "What can I do, what can I do!"

"Get out of here." Old Wu yelled at her, but she wiped away her tears and said to Liu Qi, "Do you think this is worth some money? My son is still waiting for the money in the hospital."

Wang Daxi on the side also nodded, "Their son was injured at the construction site and is now being rescued in the hospital. The foreman also ran away and is now waiting for money to save his life. That is why they want to sell this porcelain jar."

"This jar was handed down by our old Wu family ancestors, and we never thought of selling it, but now—" Before finishing speaking, the woman burst into tears again.

Liu Qi didn't seem to hear what they said, squatting next to the snakeskin bag and carefully looking at the broken porcelain pieces.Luo Ping also squatted down beside him.

"What a pity. Xiao Luo, look, this is a blue and white porcelain jar made in Jingdezhen in the late Qing Dynasty. It's a pity that it broke into pieces like this."

The tiles in the snakeskin bag are as big as a palm, and the smallest are as big as a fingernail. There are dozens of tiles in total, which is too horrible to look at.

Luo Ping picked up a palm-sized tile and put it on his right hand, pretending to identify it carefully.Following a gust of cold air, a voice emerged in my mind.

"140 years."

He was overjoyed, and picked up the fragments one by one to check, absorbing the wealth inside to his heart's content.

Luo Ping also gradually figured out some rules as he absorbed more and more wealth.The wealth in each piece of broken porcelain is different, and the wealth contained in the larger porcelain is more.

It may also be because the value of the unbroken porcelain jars is not very high, and these broken porcelain pieces are too small, so Pixiu did not mention their grades.

It seems that this Pixiu is also a product that hates the poor and loves the rich, and it doesn't even look down on low-end products.

Liu Qi ignored Luo Ping, stood up and said to Old Wu: "Master Wu, to tell you the truth, if this jar hadn't been broken, it would be worth [-] yuan. Unfortunately, it's broken like this, even if it's repaired, it's not worth a lot of money. gone."

At this time, a little girl about seven or eight years old came in from outside.

Old Wu took off a shoe and threw it at the little girl.

"You're so happy, it's you who lost money, a good baby was smashed to pieces by you, get out of here."

Old Wu had a fiery temper. The little girl was smiling and happy, but she was smashed for no reason, and she threw herself into her grandma's arms and cried loudly, not even caring about dropping the things in her hands on the ground.

Seeing the little girl crying sadly, Luo Ping remembered that he still had a few pieces of chocolate in his pocket from the little fat man's schoolbag, so he took them out, walked over to the little girl, shook them in front of the little girl, and said with a smile: "Little sister, don't worry!" I'm crying, what do you think this is?"

"chocolate!"

The little girl stopped crying, her eyes lit up, staring at the chocolate, but she huddled in her grandma's arms and dared not take it.

Luo Ping smiled and stuffed the chocolate into her hand, then bent down to pick up the thing she threw on the ground, ready to return it to her.

The moment he got the thing in his hand, he was stunned.