Plane Merchant's Family History

She brought the white jade bracelet to her mother, and she really couldn't put it down. She stared at the light tube and kept rubbing it with her fingertips. She put it on her wrist and turned it over and over to look at it, but in the end, it fell off gently.

Lu Bo instantly comprehended his mother's thoughts, wishing he could immediately put it back on and lock it again.

"Is this something you exchanged with the ancient plane? Let alone an antique, you wear it for me, isn't it a waste?"

"What is spoiling?" Lu Bo raised his voice to retort, "Why is it spoiling when you wear it?"

Lu's mother patted her mouth with a smile, "I mean this thing is an antique, how good you sold it, this jade is no better than the gold ornaments you gave me before, I usually work hard or heavy, so I will knock it , I don’t feel sorry for you to death?”

Seeing that his mother was reluctant to take it again, Lu Bo wished to show everything in the plane, so that she could feel completely at ease, "Mom, you can wear it, this is genuine Hetian jade, high-quality jade, but now If you can’t buy it, I didn’t plan to sell it.”

Mother Lu's heart moved after hearing this. She thought it was a good thing, and it was an old item. She might keep it as a family heirloom in the future. She put it away first and gave it to his daughter-in-law when her son got married. Then I'll put it away first."

"Mom, I let you wear it, not keep it."

"Okay, okay." Lu's mother agreed, but she still put the bracelet into a drawer in the closet, "I wear it every year and holiday. I have said that I usually work, and it is inconvenient to wear the bracelet."

Lu Bo couldn't help it, knowing that his mother would not be used to wearing jewelry for a while, even the gold jewelry given to her mother before, she usually only wears a necklace and a pair of small and simple earrings.

After the mother and son had a conversation, Brother Huang Xin came. Lu Bo was full of thoughts about the song, exchanged a few words of pleasantries, and then took out the three antiques and went straight to the point. Brother Huang Xin immediately put on a serious look, and held them carefully for a while. Then he asked Mother Lu for a lot of newspapers, planning to wrap them up later, even though Mother Lu found him a thick stack, he was still worried, with an expression of holding a hot potato, he frequently looked at it on the table Antique, "Why doesn't this even have a box? How did you bring it back?"

Lu Bo didn't expect Brother Huang Xin to be so careful, so he made an excuse, "I always wrap it in clothes and put it in my schoolbag. This is not a handicraft. Where did it come from?"

Huang Xin was half relieved when he heard that. Seeing that Lu Bo didn't care so much, he thought that these antiques were not worth much, at most eight thousand, and the other half was suspicious. If they were really not worth much, Lu Bo would be How to make so much money in a short period of time?

"Lu Bo, tell me the truth, how much can you sell for these things? I'm afraid I'll be fooled."

"Brother Huang Xin, it's not that you don't understand me, how can I understand antiques?"

"You dare to let your friend deal with it if you don't understand it? He didn't give you a thorough explanation?" Huang Xin felt strange, and couldn't help guessing the origin of these antiques. He poured it out, and he couldn't tell whether he regretted doing this job.

Lu Bo choked, and quickly said: "My friend just assured me that this is all true, saying that it is an ancient relic from the Ming Dynasty. I usually shop around to see who sells it at the highest price. I have sold so many. None of them are fakes.”

"Where do you usually sell it?" He originally wanted to say that you introduced me to the store you often go to, and I would try it too, but after all, I didn't have the nerve to say it. What is he doing?

"I always sell them on the antique street in city b. Anyway, these blue and white porcelain can sell for 20 to [-] at the worst. A blue and white porcelain vase I handled sold for [-]."

Lu's mother was listening, unmoved, thinking that her son was fooling Huang Xin.

When Huang Xin heard this, his heart suddenly jumped. He was a little envious of Lu Bo's good luck. A point of 20 was 2000 yuan. No wonder he could save enough money to pay off the debt so quickly. Huang Xin looked at the simple The unpretentious blue and white porcelain, I wish there were things that could sell for hundreds of thousands.

"All right, let me try it. I'll call you to confirm the price before selling it, but the antique market in city t may not be as good as that in city b."

"Well, let's try to sell it first, compare a few more, don't worry."

The two had a conversation about antiques, and with his poor experience, Lu Bo reluctantly raised a few words for Huang Xin.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Mother Lu naturally wanted to keep her nephew at home for dinner, but Huang Xin couldn't sit still for a moment, and didn't eat anything. He wanted to go home and study the blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty. Feeling sorry, as soon as Huang Xin went out, he called the second sister.

After lunch, Lu Bo plunged into the computer. The computer was still converting the songs into lyrics and scores. Lu Bo was about to prepare for selling songs in the future, but he couldn't start right now.

"What Tansong said last time." Lu Bo held the mouse and recalled.

"You can publish songs on the original website, which can be regarded as a signboard first, and then contact well-known Internet singers on the Internet and invite them to sing their own songs to talk about the quality of these popular songs on the loose plane. It is not a problem to become popular, but Because of the singer's own limitations, he will definitely not be as popular as he is on his plane. At the same time, if you pick out some good songs and send them to the record company, it is best to make a demo record. To be famous, at least as a behind-the-scenes person, you can also be well-known in the circle." Qiong's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and he repeated it almost word for word.

"That's right!" Lu Bo tapped his mouse, "So look for the original website first."

Lu Bo quickly found the most famous website for original songs, but it was different from the simple website Lu Bo thought, and he didn’t expect the webpage to be well-made, except for the stars and songs on the homepage, Lu Bo didn’t listen to it. I have heard that other styles are similar to xx music, and there are also charts, categories, radio stations, etc.

Lu Bo didn't know how to start, so he ordered a few popular original songs from the homepage. After listening to four or five songs, Lu Bo was a little disappointed. He doesn't know music, but he knows that none of the songs can leave a deep impression after listening to them. , even Lu Bo didn't even remember the title of the first song he just listened to, and let's just talk about the sound, it's just nice, nothing else.

He clicked the mouse depressedly, "Tan Song said to publish the song on the original music website first, and all the songs posted here are recorded songs. I can't directly send the song that Tan Song gave me. I can't sing it myself." Cough, what, my singing is out of tune."

"He also said to invite well-known online singers to sing your songs. You should find more famous online singers first. Tan Song's songs are good, as long as someone sings them."

Lu Bo tried to search for Internet singers again, and a bunch of them came out. Thanks to the Internet, anyone who uploads a few songs on the Internet can claim to be an Internet singer, but there are no Internet singers cultivated by special companies. To be honest , singing is really average.

Although the songs Tan Song gave were not really his own, he had listened to the original singers at least. Lu Bo really couldn't bear to let ordinary people ruin those songs for those singers who were popular in Tan Song's plane.

Lu Bo felt that this was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and he was getting more and more unmotivated. Hearing what Tan Song said, it seemed that it would not be difficult to break into the entertainment circle, but when it came to operating it by himself, he felt helpless.

The whole afternoon passed unknowingly, Lu Bo got nothing but neck pain.

On the contrary, Mother Lu was in a happy mood, humming songs from time to time, and seeing that it was almost time, she asked briskly, "Son, what do you want to eat tonight? Mom is going to buy groceries."

Since the mother and son drank the Lingquan Yulu, their mouths became more and more mouthy. Apart from not being used to the food in restaurants outside, they even had to use fresh vegetables for their home-cooked dishes, otherwise there would always be a strange taste in their mouths. Of course, it is impossible to be absolutely fresh, but to be as fresh as possible. Now, Mother Lu has even changed the habit she has developed over the years.

Lu Bo shook off the mouse, rubbed his eyes and stood up, "Mom, I'll go buy it."

Mother Lu felt sorry for her son, and said with a smile: "Just go to the vegetable market at the door, let me go, what do you want to eat?"

Lu Bo is still rubbing his eyes, reading the webpage all afternoon is not the same as playing games all afternoon, he now feels a faint pain in his head, "I'll go, I just want to take a stroll."

Only then did Lu's mother understand, and then she blamed you and said, "Mom doesn't object to you playing computer games, but you can't just sit for so long? You can go for a walk outside, by the way, and stare at the trees in the distance more." , can relieve eye fatigue."

"kindness."

Lu Bo took his wallet and went out. There was a closed vegetable market in front of his house. It was time to buy vegetables. From a distance, he saw people coming and going, a pile of bicycles, and even a stall at the door. hawker.

Lu Bo was thinking about what to eat in the evening. He hadn't done much activity all afternoon. He wasn't hungry yet, but he smelled the fresh aroma of the fruit, and he was a little hungry. He wanted to wait until the meeting finished shopping, and then buy some fruit when he came out.

When Lu Bo entered the vegetable market, he saw that it was extremely noisy inside, surrounded by the shed on the top, and the sounds of hawking and bargaining all echoed, humming and buzzing together, which made people irritated. In addition, although the shed could The sun is covered, but the air does not circulate very much. The further you go in, the more you feel like you have entered a steamer.

He stopped going in, and stood in front of a vegetable stall nearby, quickly picking vegetables.

At this time, the aunt at the booth next to her suddenly yelled, her shrill voice could tear apart the sweltering heat in the shed, "Hey, you are Xue Yan, right? I used to like your songs! "

Xue Yan, a singer who became popular in the early 21st century, Lu Bo bought his tapes when he was in elementary school, but suddenly the Korean Wave hit, and all the singers who became popular at that time were overshadowed and disappeared without knowing it.

Lu Bo looked over subconsciously, and saw a slender, well-proportioned man standing there. Unlike the most popular flowery men nowadays, he has a strong back, strong waist and legs, and just standing like this has a mature charm. Even in the noisy and chaotic background, it also looks out of place and out of the ordinary.

Lu Bo's heart skipped a beat. Even though he no longer admired him, he couldn't hide his excitement when he suddenly saw a former star.

Xue Yan frowned, then nodded slightly, "Thank you for liking."

The deep voice, with a low-pitched magnetism, is neither fast nor slow, making people feel as if they have tasted a mellow wine. Lu Bo's hair is standing on end, and at the same time, he can't help but think that the other party's voice seems to be different from ordinary people. of.

Lu Bo then realized that what the aunt said just now was "I used to like it", no wonder Xue Yan frowned, but it was already very rare that he didn't change his face on the spot. Lu Bo thought that even if he was a star, he should have very tempered.

"Hey, who is he?"

"It seems to be singing before? I haven't heard of it."

"Isn't he the one who sang 'Nobody Has Never Touched Me Like This'?"

"What a vulgar title!"

"Haha, you still know such an old song, it's really cool, next time ktv can order a song for you?"

"Screw you!"

There were a few girls in school uniforms around, whispering together, maybe they were not malicious, but the unscrupulous smiles on their faces turned into wounding swords, even Lu Bo, a bystander, was very embarrassed to hear it.