Chapter 388: It turns out that you are not a waste, but you also know how to betray your own people?
"The glaze of this set of Tang Sancai has soft changes in color, appropriate shades, and natural infiltration into each other, with a mottled and dripping effect. Just this reflection of color can show a magnificent and rich taste. It is definitely not an ordinary product."
"This copper incense burner is even more extraordinary. Look at the patterns and the quality. It's something from the palace! I can't say whether it was used by the Supreme Lord of Nine Dragons, but it is definitely something that only nobles are qualified to use."
After Old Song followed Mr. Ai back to his residence, Mr. Ai took out two fake items and asked Old Song to taste and explain them to him. Old Song immediately used his eloquence and a combination of persuasion and deception, which made Mr. Ai's eyes burn with greed.
Seeing Mr. Ai scratching his ears and cheeks and happily following him into the Peach Garden like the Horse Keeper, Old Song couldn't help but look down on him.
[Thinking back then, I used ten times more effort than I do now to fool your father, but your father just smiled and didn't even blink. Look at how incompetent you are now. How can you look like the son of a prince?
If it weren't for your hooked nose, which is exactly like your father's, I would never believe that you have any relationship with that beast. 】
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song?"
Teacher Ai suddenly poked Lao Song.
Old Song immediately stopped sneer and said very professionally: "Hey, Mr. Ai, is there anything else you don't understand?"
Teacher Ai nodded and whispered, "I would like to ask Mr. Song, which of these two things do you think is better?"
"Hmm? Better?" Old Song asked in confusion, "Mr. Ai asked about what is better. What is the question? Is it about the completeness of the two items? Or is it about their rarity?"
"On the money!"
Teacher Ai said realistically: "Just tell me which of these two things is more valuable."
[Neither of them was worth much. I paid twenty-three dollars to have them made.]
Old Song chuckled and pointed mysteriously at the copper incense burner.
"Although this one is quite old, it has a history. Antiques are valuable as long as they have a history. If you meet a buyer who is obsessed with the royal family of flower-growing, he will not think the price is too high!"
"This one, then."
Teacher Ai immediately put the incense burner into the box, and then asked Lao Song: "Which bank in Beijing provides safe deposit box services?"
"Safe deposit box business?"
Old Song was really stumped by the question. He thought for a while and said, "If you're talking about before 1949, I know that Citibank in Beijing has a safe.
But are there any banks that sell money in Beijing now? I don’t know if there are other banks, and I don’t know if they will provide this kind of business to ordinary people like us!”
What Lao Song meant was that regardless of whether or not mainland banks currently have safe deposit box services, even if they do, they may not be open to individual customers.
Teacher Ai was stunned for a moment, then frowned.
"What should I do? It will take me at least ten days to go back to the lighthouse. Where can I put such a valuable thing safely?"
“.”
No matter how smart Old 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 want to keep it in Beijing?"
"You don't understand this," Teacher Ai said with a straight face, "A famous Nobel Prize winner in economics once said, don't put all your eggs in one basket.
I have to travel a long way from Beijing to Dengta, and I have to pass many checkpoints on the way. What if something goes wrong and I get seized?"
"So I will take one away this time, and leave the other one in the capital. When I find a buyer who admires the royal family of flower growers, it won't be too late to find a way to take it out later."
Old Song: “.”
[I brewed it specially, don't trust me! ]
[You don't put all your eggs in one basket, so you can eat them all in your own stomach, right? ]
[I thought you were a loser, but I didn't expect you to be such a traitor! You even swallow half of your own father's stuff. ]
[This is really his father's genius. ]
Old Song doesn't have Li Ye's abnormal ability to observe facial expressions, but he has been cunning since he was young. How could a liar like Teacher Ai, who has just started, be able to hide things from him?
It was obvious that Teacher Ai wanted to take this copper incense burner for himself and make it his own.
Old Song finally understood. No wonder even though he earned tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars after selling something to Aqiang, Teacher Ai was still so poor.
It seems that the prince in the lighthouse is also very stingy. He doesn't give much pocket money to Teacher Ai's youngest son, and even forces his own son to start cheating his father.
Teacher Ai thought about it for a while, and suddenly looked at Lao Song: "Master Song, how about you keep it for me for a while? We are partners, I am willing to trust you."
"No, no," Old Song waved his hand and said, "Mr. Ai doesn't know the rules of the antique business. You can't just entrust such a valuable thing to others.
To be frank, when you come back from the lighthouse, if you insist that the things have turned out to be fake, who can I turn to for justice?"
"How could I be that kind of person?" Mr. Ai glared at me and said unhappily, "Mr. Song is looking down on me. Since I believe in you, I will never doubt you."
"No, no, I'm not suitable."
Old Song refused repeatedly, then smiled and said, "Besides, didn't Mr. Ai say before that when you return to the lighthouse this time, you will take me out to broaden my horizons? I have to go with you~"
"Tsk~"
Mr. Ai sighed, and his expression suddenly became arrogant and disdainful.
"Old Song, you are too impatient. If you want to go to the lighthouse, you should at least learn a hundred or eighty sentences of daily expressions, right? Now you can't even ask for directions. It will be a big trouble if you get lost."
"Then I can hire a translator! All you have to do is help me get a visa."
"Visa, visa, Lao Song, you also went to the visa office to check, is it that easy to get? You saw that I got two before, so you think it's easy, right? Do you know how much effort I put in secretly?"
“.”
Old Song smacked his lips hard, afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it back and his cheeks would twist behind his ears.
Of course, he knew how much effort Teacher Ai had put in to help the two students who came for training successfully obtain visas to Lighthouse.
Teacher Ai carefully analyzed the conditions of each student, then selected the ones most likely to be successfully approved, and taught them a lot of skills on how to deal with visa officers.
As for whether they can pass the visa application, it is probably up to fate. But if two of them pass by chance, doesn’t that make them “gold medal lecturers”?
This is the same as the signs at the entrance of driving schools in later generations that say "You can pass through with your wallet, but you won't return the money." The only difference is that Teacher Ai is more shameless, but he still doesn't return the money.
"Okay then! I'll keep it for you for a few days. You can go buy a safe and keep the key and password yourself. I'll be responsible for guarding the door for you."
"Oh, that's right!"
Teacher Ai put his arm around Lao Song's arm and said kindly, "Don't worry, Lao Song, we are partners. There will definitely be plenty of opportunities to go to the Lighthouse in the future.
When I'm not at home, remember to take good care of the students in the training class. I'll continue to teach them after I come back!"
"Yes, Mr. Ai, you are a great man. You have great potential in the capital."
Old Song praised Teacher Ai without asking for money, but at the same time he despised him in his heart.
This person! I am afraid he has lost his self-awareness.
When Teacher Ai first attended a training class and heard the students respectfully call him "Teacher" and ask him questions sincerely, he felt very happy.
This is just like when Old Song fooled Colonel Nakamura and was collectively called a "great hero" by his peers in the provincial capital of Dongshan. He was so proud that he didn't know his own weight.
It was the same with Teacher Ai. He originally set up a training class to make some money, but over time, he became so obsessed with the feeling of being respected that he felt he was truly a respected and famous teacher.
This feeling of being respected cannot be bought with money.
This is also the reason why Lao Song, knowing that the training class's fees are inappropriate, still endures cooperating with Teacher Ai. He needs to tie Teacher Ai down and use him to find his enemy and achieve his goal of revenge.
However, Lao Song wrote down the address information of all the students in the training class and decided that if these people could not make a profit in the future, he would quietly return the training fees in double amount.
Lao Song himself admitted that he was not a good person, but he still maintained the necessary conscience when dealing with his compatriots.
. . . . . . . .
Teacher Ai arrived safely in San Francisco on the west coast of the Lighthouse.
After getting off the plane, he took a deep breath and suddenly felt that the smell mixed with the salty and humid sea breeze was so strange and so disgusting.
What this city brought him was not only his unspeakable childhood, youth and middle age, but also the feeling of desolation that could not be washed away.
On the contrary, it was the short time he spent in the mainland that gave Teacher Ai hope of becoming a superior person.
So Teacher Ai decided to quickly resolve the issues here and then return to Beijing to enjoy himself.
The material things there are not as scarce as the legend says. As long as you have money in your pocket, you will never lack food, clothing and other necessities. What is even more in no shortage is girls.
If Lao Song hadn't repeatedly emphasized to Teacher Ai that the mainland is very strict about work style issues, and that once a woman accuses him, he will go to jail regardless of whether there is evidence or not, Teacher Ai would probably have become close comrades with several female students by now.
But Teacher Ai was eager to go back home. Some passengers around him who were also from the mainland said happily: "Wow, the smell here, is it the smell of the sea? It smells so good!"
"No, this is the smell of freedom, the smell that gives us endless possibilities. If you smell it carefully, isn't it an irresistible and charming sweet fragrance?"
"Mmm, how sweet!"
“Puff~”
Teacher Ai couldn't help but laugh.
"Comrade, what are you laughing at?"
Teacher Ai glanced at the unhappy passengers and spoke contemptuously in a standard local accent.
【Welcome to the hell of freedom. If you can't be a devil, then please become the devil's food! 】
(End of this chapter)
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