The party returned home on Saturday and happened to have two days off.
The first thing Shi Cheng did when he came to the city was to send the souvenirs he bought to Uncle Qing, and uncle Qing's anger obviously didn't disappear.
At the door of Uncle Qing's shop, Shi Cheng looked up with a guilty heart. The place where the picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains was originally hung was full of space and time. It seemed particularly abrupt in the shop full of objects, just like one piece of paper full of pictures was left white, which made people's attention focus on the pure land from the complex categories. Of course, One of Uncle Qing's favorite non-sale products was once hung in that pure land. Now uncle Qing probably hasn't figured out what to put on it.
At this time, uncle Qing was sitting in his rocking chair, lying in front of the door. He regarded himself as an exhibit and blocked the door. It didn't look like doing business at all. If someone came to him to buy something, he had to step over him.
Shi Cheng raised his legs and tried to find a good place to put his feet on. Before stepping on this foot, he saw Uncle Qing who was taking a nap open his eyes. His nose is not his nose and his eyes are not his eyes. Leng hum: "why, I'm not dead yet. You just want to step over my body?"
Shi Cheng smiled, "which, which can!"
She hurriedly took out the specialty she had prepared and several pieces of peace talisman produced by Taoist priest Zhang himself, bowed down and handed it to Uncle Qing, "master, this is the specialty I brought back for you. You like it. Have a look?"
Uncle Qing didn't move. He didn't even look at it. The yin-yang strange airway: "Yo, even the sacrifice is ready. OK, put it away. Maybe it will be used in two days!"
"Don't say that!" although taking a picture is similar to taking uncle Qing's half life, uncle Qing's recovery ability is first-class, and he has to sympathize with the baby in this room. Shi Chengxin said, no, he hasn't calmed down yet!
"Hey, Shifu, don't curse yourself. The disciple specially seeks you a peace charm. It is produced by Zhang Daochang, a disciple of Wudang Mountain. It's very clever. You can live a long life with it!"
Uncle Qing shook his rocking chair and said slowly, "my grandfather is 102 years old. Have you forgotten?"
Shi Cheng, "..."
"My father is eighty. The fortune teller says he lives longer than my grandfather! Is that what you let me live?"
Shi Cheng, "..." I'm wrong. Can I kneel down for you?
Shi Cheng frowned, "OK, you make a condition. I promise everything you say except to get the painting back!"
Uncle Qing narrowed his eyes and said, "really?"
Shi Cheng nodded.
Uncle Qing sneered distrustfully. He's an apprentice. He doesn't know? Probably not.
Shi Cheng said, "really, really, what you say is what you say, just say it!"
Uncle Qing supported the rocking chair on one leg and looked up at her. "Someone wants to accept a piece of powdered green glaze. I see it is similar to the one you auctioned at that time. You can sell it for 500000!"
Shi Cheng was stunned and covered his heart. "So you're waiting for me here?"
This "you" is gnashing your teeth.
Uncle Qing nodded. At this time, his indifferent expression suddenly disappeared. He looked at Shi Cheng lovingly. With the souvenir that Shi Cheng brought back, he looked like a father's kindness and daughter's filial piety.
"Yes, good disciple, hand over your pink and green glaze!"
Shi Cheng usually only calls him master when he asks uncle Qing. He usually calls him uncle, but Uncle Qing is just the opposite.
Shi Cheng said, "uncle, I bought it for more than 400000, and you want to accept it for 500000?"
At the same time, the value of this thing is 400000 to 500000. I don't know where Uncle Qing found the buyer. How high did he pay uncle Qing?
Shi Cheng said his doubts. Uncle Qing said calmly, "you don't have to worry about it. When can you bring something, I'll transfer it to you now!"
Shi Cheng hurriedly pressed uncle Qing's hand, "don't!"
Uncle Qing said, "Oh, you haven't agreed!"
"No!" Shi Cheng had nothing to do with the old rascal. "How can I ask for your money? It's just a gadget. I can't ask for money!"
Uncle Qing looked at the space left by his painting, "you have a conscience."
Thinking that he was a rogue first, he took uncle Qing's heart away. Shi Cheng knew he was wrong. Uncle Qing would not let her go easily, so he admitted his life. Isn't it a jar? Although he is poor now, she earned money by her ability, and she endured it.
Shi Cheng called Bo Yan and asked him to send the jar. Meanwhile, his heart was dripping blood. Although the jar was worse than the egg white glaze worth tens of millions sold at the beginning, it was also very small and exquisite, which didn't delay its ornamental. Shi Cheng only looked at it carefully after he got it. He didn't cover it. He didn't expect that the fate between this small object and himself was so shallow.
Bo Yan was familiar with the mutual pit mode of the two masters and disciples. When he arrived at the place, the first sentence was to ask, "did your painting belong to your uncle Qing?"
Uncle Qing was overjoyed when he heard the speech. "Finally someone knows my hardships, Bo Yan. I know what my nature is. You've suffered these days."
Shi Cheng said angrily, "you can't step on a handful!"
Uncle Qing gave Shi Cheng a white eye, which means I stepped on you. What's the matter? Don't forget that you still owe me!
Bo Yan smiled and handed the bag to Shi Cheng. Shi Cheng only looked at it and handed it to Uncle Qing. He asked anxiously, "who are you going to sell it to? Don't let people cheat!"
Uncle Qing took out the small porcelain pot and enjoyed it carefully. He said with a smile: "I cheated... How can I be cheated? Good apprentice, when I was doing business, you were still in primary school. Don't worry, I'm sure!"
Shi Cheng also knew that uncle Qing was experienced and had never made a big disclosure, so he was relieved, "OK, I've given you everything, so I'll go first!"
Uncle Qing didn't have the appearance of mulberry eyebrows at the beginning. He had already returned to normal. He waved his hand, "let's go, let's go!"
"I'll put that thing here," Shi Cheng put the specialties and souvenirs at the door and stuffed the three peace Charms into uncle Qing's hand. "Don't you believe this most? You and your aunt and Xiao Fan have one, take it with you, OK, you know, I won't teach you, let's go!"
Shi Cheng took Bo Yan and uncle Qing to say goodbye. When he got back to the car, he covered his heart again, frowned and shouted exaggerated, "I love you!"
Bo Yan turned to look at her, "so reluctant to give up that porcelain?"
"I bought it with my ability!" Shi Cheng sighed. "Forget it. I knew I should exchange that pink and green glaze for uncle Qing's picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. There wouldn't be so much!"
Bo Yan nodded. Seeing that Shi Cheng was still worried, he thought about it and suggested, "why don't you go out to eat at night?" his original intention was that Shi Cheng could relax.