"Do you have food coupons or grain? I have something to exchange."
Li Jinfeng whispered, "Yes, what do you mean by your things?"
"These were all collected by my son a few years ago. There are quite a lot of things!" said the old lady.
Li Jinfeng glanced at Lu Jianguo and signaled to him that she wanted to make a deal with the old lady.
Li Jinfeng and the old lady did not choose the black market, but went to the old lady's home.
When the old lady brought out a pile of calligraphy and paintings, not only Li Jinfeng was stunned, but even Lu Jianguo was stunned.
These calligraphy and paintings are the least valuable things nowadays, but their value is immeasurable.
Just like Mr. Lu’s authentic painting by Wang Xizhi, it is a priceless treasure.
"You can give whatever you want, as long as it can give me and the old man a full meal." said the old lady.
Li Jinfeng asked casually and found out that the old lady's son was sent to labor reform two years ago because of some things. Before leaving, he told the old lady that if she couldn't make ends meet, she should sell these things and get some money to live on.
Li Jinfeng gave the old lady fifty kilograms of food coupons and fifty yuan. She gave the old lady all the food in the basket, including half a kilogram of glutinous rice flour. Li Jinfeng asked the old lady to roll the glutinous rice flour with any fillings she wanted to make some simple Yuanxiao, which could be regarded as a way to share the festive atmosphere.
When she and Lu Jianguo left, the old lady thanked her profusely, almost kneeling down.
"Good people, you two are good people, thank you, thank you..."
As a result, Li Jinfeng felt embarrassed.
Holding the calligraphy and paintings packed in sacks, Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo changed their clothes and took the calligraphy and paintings back home.
At home, Li Jinfeng couldn't help but ask, "Brother Jianguo, don't you think the money and tickets I just gave you are too little?"
Li Jinfeng looked at them carefully and found that the calligraphy and paintings were of a certain age and did not look like imitations.
One of the paintings even made Lu Jianguo's eyes widen.
Lu Jianguo has been influenced by Grandpa Lu since he was a child and has been exposed to many good things. Anything that can make him show that kind of expression must be good.
Lu Jianguo shook his head: "If you calculate it based on the current market conditions, she didn't suffer any loss, it's you who did!"
You know, if these things are taken out now, they will be torn into pieces.
Not to mention exchanging for food and food coupons.
Having said that, Li Jinfeng still felt a little uneasy.
"Next time you have time, please pass by there, throw a few food coupons and money there, and quietly help the old lady."
Lu Jianguo's suggestion made Li Jinfeng feel relieved.
She couldn't do anything else, but sending some food coupons from time to time was no problem.
"Should we go back now or go to the black market again?" Li Jinfeng asked.
You can go back or go to the black market, there is still time.
"Go for another turn."
Lu Jianguo never thought that he would receive so many calligraphy and paintings in one trip.
To him, calligraphy and paintings are far more valuable than gold.
Calligraphy and paintings are symbols of culture and also the inheritance of culture. Collecting a few more of them feels like you have done something remarkable.
Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo went out again. This time, they received not calligraphy and paintings, but some gold jewelry and gold rings.
Li Jinfeng spent five dollars on a ring with a gem, which shows how worthless old things were at that time.
After returning home and putting their things away, Lu Jianguo and Li Jinfeng carried bamboo baskets and prepared to go back to Grandpa Lu's place.
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