I asked him: "Where did you get this thing?"
Big Jinya grinned from ear to ear, secretly pointing at the crowd at the front desk and said: "I picked it up.
Hehehehehe, guess what, I picked it up."
The probability of picking up the blueprint for making a Luoyang shovel for no apparent reason is lower than picking up U.S. dollars in broad daylight.
I told you, don’t lie to me, and get it from the truth.
Big Gold Tooth pulled me to sit in the corner: "Shopkeeper, please keep your voice down so that no one can hear it.
I guess those people are looking for blueprints all over the world right now.
Didn't I just go to the front to watch the excitement?
There were a few people in black.
Young man in black pants keeps going The girl squeezed towards the front desk, and the leader said that they had to catch the flight, and being late would delay the important event.
The waiter answered very well, and the little girl said: No matter how urgent the matter is, it can't be more urgent than human life.
The sky is so big. the fog you If you don't want to die, we crew members can't and don't want it.
Hey, you are so angry after hearing this.
A woman in black fell down.
Fortunately, I had sharp eyes and recognized it as a good thing, so I picked it up before she noticed it.
Look, it’s full of manuscripts, the only one in the world.”
The craftsmanship of making Luoyang shovels has always been a secret.
Lao Dandan said that generations of his family have inherited their father's business from generation to generation, and the tradition is passed down from male to female through word of mouth.
But there is a production chart with detailed records in front of me.
Could it be that Lao Dandan sold his ancestors because he was not safe at the end of the festival?
"In my opinion, those men in black are not good people.
They carry such drawings with them and have to go abroad.
I'm sure they are going out to do big business.
Shopkeeper, should we send the things back and follow them?
They discussed and decided to buy a share.”
I said, "You are just daydreaming.
If it were like what you said, the first thing they would do after getting the drawings would be to kill you."
Just as I said that, several middle-aged men in black clothes and black trousers came up menacingly. , surrounding me and Da Jinya.
"Hey, I don't know what you are doing."
Da Jinya handed me the blueprint and said to the middle-aged man in charge, "This man has a good face.
Look at it."
The other party didn't even look at him.
He glanced at me and said to me in a rough voice: "I lost something.
I wonder if my brother has seen it."
I saw that he didn't look like he was testing me.
He probably found us by accident, so I said to him, "I'm sorry, I've been taking a nap just now.
I'm afraid I can't be of much help."
I called.
He yawned and called me when the plane was coming.
He wrapped himself in a military coat and turned around to lie back on the bench and fall asleep.
Within a few minutes, the footsteps were far away.
I continued to close my eyes and pretended to sleep.
Big Jinya leaned against me and whispered: "Master Hu, you are amazing.
Those grandsons turned around without saying any nonsense.
Let's go."
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I glanced with half-squinted eyes and found that they were holding someone in the corner for questioning, so I asked him Jinya said: "After all, the things are not ours.
It is hot to hold in our arms.
We will find an opportunity to throw them away later.
We just pretend that we don't know about it."
Dajinya said: "No, it is a pity to lose such a good thing.
There are many people out there who want to take over.
If you, the shopkeeper, find it troublesome, leave it to me."
I said that firstly, I had promised Shiry Yang not to touch Captain Jin anymore, and it would be useless if Luoyang shovel came; secondly, if you sell the drawings, there is no guarantee that others will not come to you in the future.
It is better to do less than to do more.
We can simply throw it away and be done with it.
After hearing my analysis, Big Jinya felt sorry for the fat he had acquired, but he didn't dare to joke with his own head.
I took the opportunity to go to the toilet and threw the drawings into the trash can.
I came back just in time to check in for the flight.
Dajinya wiped away his tears and Xingzi said goodbye to me reluctantly, telling me that I must give him a call when I got there.
When I was young, I always dreamed of being a glorious space soldier, but I didn’t expect that my first flight would be a civil aviation.
This psychological gap is indeed a bit big, but having a panoramic view of the blue sky, white clouds, and the great rivers and mountains of the motherland is also a kind of enjoyment, and it is very enjoyable.
I quickly forgot about the little worries in my heart.
At this time, a man with a rough voice suddenly called out from behind me, asking the waiter to bring tea.
I looked back and saw that it was indeed the men in black I met in the departure hall.
There were six of them, standing in three rows of seats.
The little girl who had thrown away the drawings had a fierce look on her face, looking very unhappy.
I thought to myself that it would be better to do less than to do more.
If they didn't recognize me, they would have to waste their words, so I simply covered my head with a newspaper and fell asleep.
After waiting all night, I finally arrived in the United States successfully the next afternoon.
When I got off the plane, I saw the waiting room was full of people, with international friends of different skin colors shuttled everywhere.
I thought to myself that now that I was on someone else’s territory, I became a veritable foreigner.
I took out the Instructions for Chinese Overseas Travel that I carried with me to find a phone number to ask for directions, but I saw a huge banner erected in the lobby, with several large golden Chinese characters printed on it to warmly welcome Comrade Hu Bayi to visit the United States.
Work.
Under the banner, there were about ten people standing with their necks raised and looking around.
There were also two children in floral skirts holding flowers and looking forward to it.
Not a single passenger passing by did not stop and take a look.
I suddenly felt so ashamed that I wished I could dig a hole in the ground and crawl in.
Just as I was wondering who would do such a boring thing, a voice shouted: "It's him, Hu Bayi, he's here."
When I heard this voice, it sounded so familiar to me, and I saw a big fat man wearing a leather jacket.
With a large group of people, they came to me.
Let me tell you, who else in the world except Fatty would dare to use me for entertainment like this.
Slap him on the back: "Damn fat man, why did you get here first?"
The fat man laughed, and in turn punched me on the shoulder: "Old Hu, your speed is too slow this time.
I've been squatting here waiting for several days."
It turned out that after the fat man hung up the phone that day, he started making arrangements for a trip to the United States.
As soon as he arrived in the United States, he first went to Chinatown to look for the "Yi Yuan Zhai" store, and the store clerk almost thought he was me.
After explaining clearly, Uncle Xue was worried that I wouldn't be able to find a place, so together with Fatty, he simply pulled up a banner at the airport to wait for me.
In addition to the fat man, those who came to pick him up at the airport were also the guys from Yiyuanzhai, all of whom were of Chinese descent born in the United States.
Among them was a man wearing glasses who looked gentle.
He introduced himself as Mr.
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Sang’s lawyer and was responsible for my entire handover in the United States.
I was originally going to go to the museum to find Shiry Yang to give her a surprise, but the lawyer brother said that Mr.
Sang’s will was still in his hands, and he had to go to Chinatown to sign several agreements before it could take effect.
I was embarrassed to let the old man in the store After waiting for a while, I had to follow them to go to Chinatown first.
The fat man and I chatted a lot along the way.
The two of us were so excited that we felt like we were back in our youth when we were in the army together.
When I first arrived in Chinatown, I didn’t feel uncomfortable at all.
There were Chinese people with yellow skin and dark eyes everywhere.
Lawyer Qin introduced that the history of Chinatown can be traced back to the last century, and it was built by our ancestors with sweat, blood and tears.
Not only in the United States, but also in major cities around the world, wherever there are Chinese people, there will be Chinatowns.
His speech made my blood boil.
Looking at the surrounding shops and houses, I felt an uncontrollable sense of national pride.
"Yiyuan Zhai" is located in an alley deep in Chinatown, and it has the style of being hidden away from the city.
As soon as I entered the door, I could see that there was something else going on here.
It was indeed the world's number one antique store founded by Mr.
Sang.
None of the antiques displayed in the store are carefully selected and expensive.
The most rare one is a large dictionary that was burned into half.
"Hahahaha, what a good boy, you have good eyesight.
It seems that Mr.
Sang didn't make a mistake this time."
An old man with gray hair and a childlike face walked out of the back hall.
When the guys who picked me up saw him, they all called out "Second Master Xue".
I knew that the fairy-like old man in front of me was Mr.
Sang's brother, Xue Yigang, the old military advisor of "Yiyuanzhai".
Without saying anything, I pulled out the vest that I had taken off Mr.
Sang before leaving and handed it to him.
When Uncle Xue saw the vest, tears filled his eyes with excitement.
He took the vest with both hands and called out, "Old brother, let's go." ".
Then he ordered the waiter to put the vest into a Buddhist niche prepared in advance and worship it.
Everyone in the store, young and old, burned incense and knelt down.
Fatty and I didn't want to disturb others, so we followed the lawyer brother into Mr.
Sang's study
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