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"The color and glaze of this set of Tang Sancai is soft and light, and it is both natural and mottled. With this color reflection, it can show a grand and magnificent taste, which is definitely not an ordinary product."

"This copper incense burner is even more amazing. Look at the pattern and look at this quality. This is something from the palace! I dare not say whether it has been used by the Supreme Lord of Jiulong, but it is definitely a qualified person to use it."

After Lao Song followed Mr. Ai back to his residence, Mr. Ai took out two fakes to let Lao Song taste and explain. Lao Song immediately used his three-inch tongue and used a combination of tricks to beat Mr. Ai, which made him look hot and greedy.

Seeing Mr. Ai scratching his ears and cheeks, he couldn't help but follow Bi Ma Wen in Pantao Garden, Lao Song couldn't help but contempt.

[I remember that I used ten times more effort to fool your father back then. Your father smiled and didn’t even move his eyes. Look at your incompetent look now, how could he look like Mr. Beile’s son?

If it weren't for your hooked nose and your father's mold, I wouldn't believe it if I beat you to death. What's the relationship with that beast.]

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song?"

Teacher Ai suddenly poked Lao Song.

Old Song immediately stopped the sneer and said with great professional ethics: "Hey, Mr. Ai, what else do you don't understand?"

Teacher Ai nodded and whispered: "I want to ask Mr. Song, which one of these two things is better?"

"Hmm? Better?" Lao Song asked in confusion: "Mr. Ai asked better. Where did he ask? Is it about the completeness of these two things? Or how rare they are?"

"On money!"

Teacher Ai said realistically: "Just say which of these two things is more valuable."

[Neither one is very valuable. I spent twenty-three oceans to find someone to make it.]

Old Song smiled and pointed to the copper incense burner mysteriously.

"Although this item is late, it has its origin. Antiques are valuable as long as they have their origin. If you meet a buyer who is obsessed with the royal family of flowers, he will not be too expensive!"

"Then this one."

Teacher Ai immediately put the incense burner into the box and asked Lao Song: "Which bank in our capital provides safe business?"

“Safe business?”

Old Song was really asked, and he thought for a while and said, "You have to say that 49 years ago, I knew that Citibank in Beijing had a safe,

But are there any money-spending banks in Beijing now? I don’t know if there are other banks, and I don’t know whether to pay attention to such business or not!”

Lao Song’s meaning is that not to mention whether mainland banks have safe business at this time, even if they have one, they may not be open to individual customers.

Teacher Ai was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

"What should I do? It takes at least ten or eight days to go back to the lighthouse. Where can I put such a good thing to safely and safely?"

""

No matter how smart Lao Song was, he was a little confused at this moment, so he asked weakly: "Mr. Ai, aren't you going to take this incense burner overseas? Why do you have to exist in the capital again?"

"You don't understand this," said Ai, sarcastically, and said: "The famous Nobel Prize in economics once said, don't put eggs in a basket.

I went from the capital to the lighthouse thousands of miles away, and I had to pass many levels on the way. What if there was a mistake and I was seized?"

"So I will take one away this time and leave the rest in the capital. When I have a buyer who admires the flower planting royal family, it will not be too late to find a way to take it out."

Lao Song: ""

【I believe you, I'm a fool!】

[If you don't put your eggs in a basket, do you want to eat them into your own stomach?]

[I thought you were a waste, but I didn't expect you to be a traitor! Even your father's things have to be swallowed half.]

【This is really his father’s genius.】

Lao Song does not have the perverted expression observation ability as well as Li Ye, but he has been fooled by others since he was young. How could he hide the lies like Mr. Ai, who is just starting out, from his eyes?

Teacher Ai clearly wanted to take this copper incense burner for himself and turn it into his own thing.

Old Song understood, no wonder he had received tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars after selling Aqiang. Teacher Ai was still poor.

It seems that Mr. Beile from the lighthouse is also very stingy. He doesn't give Teacher Ai much pocket money, and he makes his own son so hard that he starts to cheat his father.

Teacher Ai thought about it and suddenly looked at Lao Song: "Master Song, how about you keep it for me for a while? We are partners, and I am willing to believe you."

"No, no," Old Song waved his hand quickly and said, "Mr. Ai doesn't understand the rules of antiques. Such expensive things cannot be entrusted to others at will.

To say something unpleasant, when you come back from the lighthouse, if you have to say something has become fake, who will I ask for to reason?"

"How could I be that kind of person?" Mr. Ai glared at his eyes and said unhappily: "Mr. Song looks down on Mr. Ai. Since I believe you, I will definitely not doubt you."

"No, no, I'm not suitable,"

Old Song refused repeatedly, and then smiled and said, "Besides, Mr. Ai said before, will you take me out to open your eyes when you go back to the lighthouse this time? I have to go with you~"

"Tsk~"

Mr. Ai stuttered, and his face suddenly became arrogant and disdainful.

"Old Song, you are still too anxious. If you want to go to the lighthouse, you have to learn at least 180 daily words? You don't even ask a way out now. If you get lost when you go out, it will be a big trouble."

"Then I can hire an interpreter! You just need to apply for a visa for me."

"Visa, Lao Song, you went to the visa office to check it out. Is it so easy? You see, I got two before, and I thought it was easy, right? Do you know how much effort I had to do in secret?"

""

Old Song smashed his mouth hard, afraid that he couldn't help it, so he tilted his cheeks behind his ears.

Of course he knew how much effort Teacher Ai had put into it, so that the two students who came to train successfully obtained a visa to go to the Lighthouse.

Teacher Ai carefully analyzed the conditions of each student, then selected the one who was most likely to pass the visa successfully, and taught Yidatong's skills to deal with visa officers.

As for whether they can pass the sign, it is actually very likely that they will leave fate. But if the blind cat meets a dead mouse, will he become a "gold medal lecturer"?

This is the same as the truth about "receiving wallets but only refunding money" at the driving school gates in later generations. It is just that Teacher Ai is even more shameless, but he doesn't refund the money.

"Okay then! I'll keep it for you for a few days. You go buy a safe and hold the keys and passwords by yourself. I'll be responsible for showing you the door."

"Oh, right!"

Teacher Ai held Lao Song's arm and said kindly: "Master Song, don't worry, we are partners, and we will definitely have the opportunity to go to the lighthouse in the future.

When I am not at home, remember to maintain these students in the training class, and after I come back, I will continue to teach my teachings!"

"Yeah, I'm a great man, you have great potential in this place of capital."

Lao Song praised Teacher Ai for not having money, but also despised him in his heart.

This person! I'm afraid he will lose his self-knowledge.

When Teacher Ai first heard the students calling him "teacher" respectfully and sincerely asking him questions, he was completely floating.

This is just like when Old Song fooled Colonel Nakamura and was collectively called "Great Hero" by his colleagues in Dongshan Provincial Capital. Piao Piaoran didn't know how much he weighed.

Teacher Ai is the same. He originally wanted to get some money in a training class, but over time, he was deeply trapped in the feeling of being respected and couldn't extricate himself. He felt that he was really a respected master.

This feeling of being respected cannot be bought with money.

This is also the reason why Lao Song knew that the training class was not charged properly and he was reluctant to cooperate with Teacher Ai. He needed to tie Teacher Ai and find his enemies through him to achieve the purpose of revenge.

However, Lao Song wrote down the address information of all the students in the training class and decided that if these people don’t go out in the future, they will quietly double the training fee.

Lao Song himself admitted that he was not a good person, but he still kept his necessary conscience when treating his compatriots.

...........

Teacher Ai arrived at San Francisco on the west coast of the Lighthouse without any danger.

After getting off the plane, he took a deep breath and suddenly felt that the smell of salty and wet sea breeze was so strange and so annoying.

What this city brought him was not only an unspeakable childhood, youth, middle-aged man, but also the feeling of being indescribable that no matter how you wash it, you can't wash it.

Instead, the short time I went to the mainland allowed Teacher Ai to see the hope of becoming the best.

So Teacher Ai decided to solve the matter here quickly and return to the capital to enjoy it.

The material there is not as scarce as the legendary one. As long as you have money in your pocket, you will definitely not lack food, clothing and expenses, and even more so, it is a girl.

If Old Song hadn't repeatedly emphasized to Teacher Ai that the mainland had been very strict about work style issues, once the woman was accused of it, she would have to go to jail regardless of whether there was any evidence or not. Teacher Ai would probably have become close comrades with several female students now

But Teacher Ai was thinking about going back here, but a few passengers around him who also came from the mainland said happily: "Wow, is the smell of the sea? It smells so good!"

"No, this is the taste of freedom, which allows us to have infinite possibilities. If you smell it hard, does it have an irresistible charming sweet fragrance?"

"Yeah, it's so sweet!"

"Puff~"

Teacher Ai couldn't help laughing.

"This comrade, why are you laughing at?"

Teacher Ai glanced at the unhappy passengers, and spoke in a contemptuous manner with a standard local accent.

[Welcome to the hell of freedom. If you can't become a devil, then please become the devil's food!]
Chapter completed!