Chapter 293 The blessing and misfortune depend on it, help her sell it!
Yu Nianmiao and Uncle Shan obviously don't understand that here, the Song family is short of money...
Grandpa Song, Grandma Song and Song Aiguo were particularly distressed. Although they were masters, it was too much to give away such a large amount of money as they wished... After all, their family was not rich and Wan Guan didn't care about this.
On the contrary, they need the value of this bottle more than Tu Lao's wealth!
But Song Zhizhi was resolute, and Mr. Tu asked, "Why?"
"First of all, you are my teacher, and I am willing to give you my most precious thing. Secondly, great wealth comes easily from the sky, but our family...can't keep it!"
No one wants to be rich and powerful, but it is precisely because everyone wants it...that there is a huge risk!
And the prerequisite for her to make a fortune is safety. Even if this bottle is only worth a few hundred thousand, she will not give it away. Wouldn't it be nice to buy a courtyard house in Kyoto?
Even twenty years later, these millions and tens of millions are not even decimals, let alone in this era. Moreover, after hearing the teacher's introduction, she also remembered that this revolving bottle was auctioned in 2001 for a high price of 510 million!
Not to mention these, this is a cultural relic belonging to the country...how did it appear now...
It is said that it is rich and powerful, but it was picked up... I don't know how much trouble it has. The old Song family is just a poor farmer in a poor mountainous area. It is inappropriate to take it!
But her teacher took it just fine!
Moreover, this can be used as a support for her tuition fees, which is great!
Song Zhizhi's words suddenly woke up Grandma Song, Grandpa Song and Song Aiguo. They had only thought that this money could change the Song family and the fate of everyone in the Song family.
But they have forgotten that this change can be both good and bad. What you see as good may not necessarily be really good, and what you see as bad may not necessarily be really bad.
Grandma Song: She is indeed a sweetheart. She is great and can keep her composure. She was able to remain calm in the face of such temptations and made a decision in just a few minutes. It is really amazing.
Grandpa Song: Ah ah, what should I do if my granddaughter looks more and more awesome? Tsk tsk tsk. Those families who only like boys must have never met his Zhi Zhi. If Zhi Zhi is here, what kind of boy do they want?
Song Aiguo: Why do you suddenly become more disgusted with the brat at home?
Tu Shan shook his head and smiled, "Song Zhizhi, you can think about the problem so thoroughly in such a short period of time. I underestimated you. You are like this at a young age. You will definitely accomplish a lot when you grow up. Since you are filial, I will accept it shamelessly."
Got off."
Hehehe, as the first person to have a apprenticeship ceremony and receive such an expensive gift from a disciple, he had to show off.
At that time, during the apprenticeship ceremony, she will invite some old people to give some gifts to her apprentices, so that the younger apprentices can also make some money, and more importantly, let everyone get to know each other, and thoroughly deal with this matter.
As for this thing being picked up... suddenly appearing on the market... the problem behind this... Tu Shan's expression was slightly serious, and he turned his head and winked at Uncle Shan without hesitation.
The tacit understanding of nearly thirty years made Uncle Shan understand instantly, and he quickly walked out.
Both Yu Nianmiao and Song Zhizhi had some guesses. Only Grandma Song, Grandpa Song and Song Aiguo were at a loss. They just kept laughing while listening to Mr. Tu's praise of Zhizhi.
After having dinner together in the evening, Mr. Tu hurried back again. This time he took away the rotating bottle. He who usually only rides bicycles even took a car to go there.
Song Zhizhi’s family was wandering around in the yard, admiring the moon and stars, and eating braised pork intestines, also known as braised small intestines. It originated from the palace’s “Su Zao Pork”. It is said that during the Guangxu period, the common people could not eat it because the original ingredient was pork belly.
It started, so pork head meat and sewer were used instead, which is what it is now.
Song Zhizhi picked up a piece. The meat was rotten but not bad. Among them, the strongest flavor was the small intestine, which was soft and flavorful. Occasionally, a piece of white meat made the mouth full of fat and fragrant. It was delicious!
If it weren't for the bowl of bean juice next to it... this beautiful food would be perfect!
Song Zhizhi stretched his waist lazily and almost laughed out loud when he saw Grandma Song and others drinking the bean juice with great reluctance and politely complimenting Yu Nianmiao on how delicious it was.
Yu Nianmiao didn't even dare to expose it, and was hesitating whether to follow along or what to do...
"Grandpa, grandma, and uncle, you don't have to drink it if you can't bear it. This is local flavor. It's normal if you can't get used to it. After all, a person is nourished by the soil and water. Don't force it. Senior sister will burst out laughing!"
Song Zhizhi made a joke, and Yu Nianmiao glanced at her and patted her calf helplessly, "You really don't say anything..." Hasn't her majestic image been completely ruined for so many days!
"Hehehe, Senior Sister, just sacrifice yourself. I am the only one in my family who is thick-skinned, but I have to say, oh, Senior Sister, eat some tofu!"
Song Zhizhi made it clear that she was going to be shameless, which made everyone laugh and couldn't blame her. It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that everyone collected their things and went back to rest.
The senior sister also told me about tomorrow’s lunch menu - the famous Peking duck!
Song Zhizhi is already looking forward to it!
At the same time, in another quadrangle in Kyoto, in a study room, several old men were surrounding the heart-turning vase and praising it repeatedly, but no one was willing to sit down.
One of the deputy directors of the museum quietly sat next to Tu Shan and smiled flatteringly, "Your disciple's greeting gift is so awesome. However, this is a cultural relic. Of course it is best to hand it over to the country. Of course, this is what your disciple bought back."
Yes, our museum can be interesting, why don’t you see..."
Just give it to him!
"Of course!" Tu Shan said with a matter-of-fact expression. Even Deputy Director Liu was shocked. How could this old guy be so generous all of a sudden?
But the next second, Tu Shan asked again, "Then it depends on what you mean and whether it is interesting enough. I'm not stingy. You also know the weight and value of this thing."
When Mr. Tu started talking about the Eight Classics, Deputy Director Liu was at a loss, but he also pointed a finger at Mr. Tu, "This is the most, no more!"
Tu Shan was neither angry nor smiling, but suddenly looked sad, "Do you know the apprentice who gave me this bottle? His name is Song Zhizhi. He is only seven years old. He is a genius child. He is good at everything, but his temper is too soft. Do you know how poor her family is?
, lives in a drafty stone house, with seven brothers and grandpa crowded into one room, sleeping in a big bunk bed, and she goes to school every week and walks on the cliff road..."
Listening to Tu Shan's output, Deputy Director Liu's one finger turned into two fingers, and gradually turned into three fingers, "This is the limit, I really can't go any more, I will do the finishing work later.
How about ensuring the safety of your little apprentice!"
Tu Lao smiled successfully and said, "Deal!"
The things are not only handed over to the country, but also a fair and safe transaction for the little apprentice. Give her some personal money. The road she walks is so difficult, her life must be guaranteed.