"Do you have food stamps or food? I have something to change. "

Li Jinfeng said in a low voice: "yes, what do you mean by your things?"

"It's all from my son a few years ago. There are many things." Said the old lady.

Li Jinfeng takes a look at Lu Jianguo and signals Lu Jianguo that she wants to trade with the old lady.

Instead of choosing the black market, Li Jinfeng and the old lady went to the old lady's house.

When the old lady held out a pile of calligraphy and painting, not to mention Li Jinfeng was stunned, even Lu Jianguo was stunned.

These calligraphy and painting, in the present, are the most worthless things, but their own value is immeasurable.

Just like the original work of Wang Xizhi of Master Lu, it is priceless.

"You can give it as long as you can make the old man and I have a good meal." Said the old lady.

Li Jinfeng asked casually, only to know that the old lady's son, two years ago, was sent to labor for reform because of some things. When he left, he told the old lady to sell these things and exchange some money for a living.

Li Jinfeng gave the old lady a 50 Jin food coupon and 50 yuan of money. All the food in the basket was given to the old lady, including half a kilogram of glutinous rice flour. Li Jinfeng asked her wife to roll in the glutinous rice flour with stuffing and make some short answer yuanxiao, which was also full of festive joy.

When she and Lu Jianguo left, the old lady was so grateful to her that she almost knelt down.

"Good people, you two are good people, thank you, thank you..."

In this way, Li Jinfeng was embarrassed.

With the calligraphy and paintings packed in sacks, Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo changed their clothes and took them home.

At home, Li Jinfeng couldn't help asking, "brother Jianguo, do you think the money and tickets I just gave are too little?"

Li Jinfeng has read it carefully. The calligraphy and painting are dated things, not imitations.

In one of them, even Lu Jianguo's eyes widened.

Lu Jianguo was nurtured by Master Lu since childhood. He has contacted many good things. It must be good to let him show that kind of expression.

Lu Jianguo shook his head: "if according to the current market situation, she did not suffer losses, you suffered losses!"

You know, now these things, take out, will be directly torn to pieces.

Not to mention food and food stamps.

In spite of this, Li Jinfeng is still a little uneasy.

"If you have time next time, you will pass by there, throw some food stamps and money there, and help the old lady quietly."

Li Jinfeng was relieved by Lu Jianguo's suggestion.

She can't do anything else, but it's OK to send some food stamps from time to time.

"Shall we go back now or go to the black market again?" Li Jinfeng asked.

It's OK to go back, or go to the black market.

"One more turn."

Lu Jianguo never thought that he would receive so many calligraphy and paintings when he went out.

For him, the value of calligraphy and painting is far more important than gold.

Calligraphy and painting are the symbol of culture and the inheritance of culture. It seems that I have done something that I can't afford.

Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo went out again. This time, instead of calligraphy and painting, they received some gold jewelry and gold rings.

Li Jinfeng spent five yuan on a ring with precious stones, which shows how worthless the old things are at this time.

Back home, put things away. Lu Jianguo and Li Jinfeng are carrying bamboo baskets, ready to go back to Mr. Lu.

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