Little Life on An American Ranch

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The effect of the medicine is a bit gratifying. After the first batch of children tried it, their intelligence has improved significantly, and some weird behaviors on the outside have also been well suppressed. For example, some children's hands seem to have shrunk. After taking it, there has been a significant improvement. \u00261t;/p\u003e

So the whole village has been in a kind of excitement for the past two or three days. This is good news for Jian Heng. When he goes out and meets a group of women and daughters-in-law, he will not open his mouth to make fun of him now. Now he sees him Everyone is very respectful, no one will touch the face, or say a word or two. \u00261t;/p\u003e

It's a pity that this kind of respect came a bit late, Jian Heng enjoyed it for less than two days, and it was time to leave. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Jian Heng's luggage was relatively simple, just a small package, which was hung around He's neck. After packing, Tianmengmengliang and Mr. Yao ate a bowl of noodles and prepared to go out. \u00261t;/p\u003e

The two of them were about to go out with their packages each, when suddenly they saw a man in his forties walking towards him. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Mr. Jian, are you going? the middle-aged man said. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Old Man Yao smiled and said, You guys are called, you are going home! Usually, going here means dying or dying, so it is a bit inappropriate to say that a middle-aged man is here. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Fortunately, Jian Heng knew that this man didn't mean it, and his brain was a little uncomfortable, so naturally it was impossible to take it to his heart. \u00261t;/p\u003e

It's okay, um, I'm going home now, is your second boy feeling better? Jian Heng said politely. \u00261t;/p\u003e

It's much better, the mouth is not tilted now, and parents can be distinguished... The middle-aged man babbled for a while, and then remembered his business. \u00261t;/p\u003e

He took out a small fan painting from his cup and handed it to Jian Heng: My mother-in-law said that you saved the child of the A family, so let me give you this as a thank you gift. \u00261t;/p\u003e

No, I really don't need it, I actually accepted the gift, here! I raised fat pythons and cranes! Jian Heng quickly declined, stretched out his fingers to the crane that was following him, and the crane that was hanging on the crane. python. \u00261t;/p\u003e

The middle-aged man saw that Jian Heng didn't accept it, so he put the painting into Jian Heng's arms, turned his head and ran away. \u00261t;/p\u003e

People in their 40s acted innocent and cute like children when they gave something away. \u00261t;/p\u003e

This... Jian Heng looked at the man's back, took out the painting from his arms, and was startled. \u00261t;/p\u003e

As someone who has been in the auction house for several years, Jian Heng knows the name on the signature: Shen Zhou. \u00261t;/p\u003e

People who don't know calligraphy and painting may not know this name. Shen Zhou is a great painter in the Ming Dynasty, and now he is very popular in the market. Let's put it this way, as long as Shen Zhou's paintings come out, there will definitely be many seekers. Don't underestimate this little painting. If it is real, it will not be less than one million RMB at least, and it is really on the auction, and when you meet someone you like, you will do somersaults like playing. \u00261t;/p\u003e

This... this... doesn't look like an imitation. Jian Heng turned over and looked at it, then muttered to himself. \u00261t;/p\u003e

After hearing this, the old Yao father and son immediately blew their beards and stared: Fake ass, the serious Shen Zhou made it himself! \u00261t;/p\u003e

I can't ask for this! Jian Heng immediately said seriously.

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Before Jian Heng finished speaking, another middle-aged man came over with Xiao Pao. This middle-aged man was short, but stronger, and looked a little more silly than the last one. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Hey, Mr. Jane, are you leaving?\u00261t;/p\u003e

Hearing the tone and tone of the man's words, Jian Heng suddenly felt that he had become a little lolita who lost his mother, while this one was a strange uncle holding candies. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Well, I'm going home, Jian Heng said. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Here! \u00261t;/p\u003e

This guy was so direct, he took out the things in his arms without saying a word, and took a picture of Jian Heng's hand, then turned his head and strode away. \u00261t;/p\u003e

This man's house was quite close, so after running a few steps, he shouted in the direction of his house: Madam, I've delivered the gift to Mr. Jian!\u00261t;/p\u003e

Jian Heng was dumbfounded when he saw the thing in his hand. An exquisite ivory ball looks like an old object, at least at least it must be in the Qing Dynasty. Of course, if it is a fake, it will be another story. \u00261t;/p\u003e

On the surface of the sphere are nine cloud dragons on each side. Jian Heng counted them. There are six layers carved inside. Only the ivory ball the size of a ping-pong ball has six layers carved from the surface to the inside, and each layer has triangular branches. Each warp and weft thread is not much thicker than a normal person's hair. \u00261t;/p\u003e

When he saw this thing with his own eyes, Jian Heng finally understood why the Linglong ball was also called the ghostly ball. It is not enough to show the high skills of the craftsmen without the four words supernatural workmanship. \u00261t;/p\u003e

I said, old man, what kind of village are you, an antique village? This thing is given away to others to play with. This kind of generosity, the two rich horses outside can't do it? Jian Heng is a little bit now. I was dumbfounded. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Hmph! Old Master Yao let out a rough breath from his nose in disdain: How long have they been here, and how many years have we existed here? They are all war-free. If each family takes these things out, they will have to pay for it. Enough to squander generations! Let me tell you this, have you seen the portrait of our ancestors hanging in the main room of my house?\u00261t;/p\u003e

I see! Jian Heng said. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Tang Yin's own handwriting, said Old Master Yao. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Jian Heng thought for a while and asked, There's no signing either!\u00261t;/p\u003e

When Mr. Yao heard what Jian Heng said, the complacency on his face suddenly lost three points, but when he looked at Jian Heng, it seemed that he was looking at an idiot child. \u00261t;/p\u003e

After reading it, he snorted and turned his head with an expression of disdain to talk to a person with no papers like you. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Okay, don't be shy, hurry up and return these things with me! Jian Heng stretched out his fingers and pointed at the two things he had received. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Accept it. To them, these things are nothing compared to their children. After thinking about it, Mr. Yao felt that if he had met Jian Heng a few years earlier, even if it was two or three months, his children and grandchildren might be able to stay. The next two. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Time also, fate also! \u00261t;/p\u003e

For the old man, these things are all foreign objects, so just take it away, it's no big deal. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Think about it, where a knowledgeable old man like Mr. Yao can be taught, a stupid man who herds cattle can sing Wild and Weeds, Zero Dew. There is a beautiful woman with graceful and clear sentences. Is it strange that there are some literati calligraphy and paintings from past dynasties in the family, antiques and kits? \u00261t;/p\u003e

But why did Jian Heng refuse to accept it? Each of these things cannot be sold for tens of thousands of dollars. If they just put them in the bag and carried them out, who would Jian Heng be? \u00261t;/p\u003e

So without further ado, Jian Heng took the old man and started sending things back from house to house. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Who knew that this delivery would cause trouble again. Jian Heng returned it here, but someone delivered it over there. In the end, not only did the items not return, but more and more. \u00261t;/p\u003e

After receiving Shen Zhou's fan, Jian Heng also received Tang Yin's erotic picture, Wen Zhengming's landscape, and Qiu Ying's plum blossom picture. Within an hour, he gathered all the four masters of the Wu family in the mid-Ming Dynasty. In addition to these four, there are also some gadgets, such as pure gold walnut-sized incense, although not heavy, but this craftsmanship is definitely a royal thing, there are also some mahogany paperweights, a few pieces of pine ink, without any Not a great thing in the collecting world. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Jian Heng reckoned that the small extra pocket on his shoulder was worth at least tens of millions. \u00261t;/p\u003e

If you send it yourself, you can't go back, but Jian Heng has a trick. He took Mr. Yao back to the place where he lived, and put these things on the table. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Are you sure you don't want it? Master Yao watched as Jian Heng closed the door. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Jian Heng smiled wryly and said: I'm really reluctant to part with it. Everything here is a good thing. To put it bluntly, there is no place to buy it if you have money. But this thing is really too expensive. Thousands of taels Thousands, or even 10,000 to 20,000, if I really like it, I will take it if I take it, and it’s fine to find a chance to return this gift, but how do you ask me to return this thing? Or, I’m greedy for this thing , I may look down on myself for the rest of my life! \u00261t;/p\u003e

You! It's too much fame, what's the price of things? \u00261t;/p\u003e

Then I'd better make a name for myself. Jian Heng sighed, looked back at the closed door, turned his head to signal to the old man, and then took the lead to leave the small courtyard where he had lived for more than two weeks. \u00261t;/p\u003e

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