Chapter 372

After a while, little Rick came back.

He handed his father a business card as if asking for credit, and said, "I figured out his identity. His name is Novka-Liu. He is a wooden art worker in the Capital Museum of China. He is here to travel to the United States. By the way, he was invited to come here. Identify some mahogany furniture."

"What about the authenticity of mahogany furniture?"

"He refused to disclose relevant information." Little Rick said distressedly.

After a while, York came back and said to Boer: "I left the Chinese, do you want to talk to him?"

Pohl looked at Rick showing off, and said, "Is this your territory? Can't you leave anyone on your own territory?"

Rick stared at his son with eyes that hated iron and steel, and couldn't ask any questions. What's the use of having this son?

An old fritter like York can't do things like a stunned young man like Rick, he can be said to be impeccable in his work.

After making an appointment with Novka-Liu, York took him into a small coffee shop, trying not to attract the treasure hunter's attention.

Pol and Rick went to meet Novka-Liu, a Chinese.

There are many Chinese in the United States, especially in Los Angeles, where there is one of the largest Chinese settlements in the United States.

However, seeing Novka Liu here, Boer still became vigilant, and said first: "I know a Chinese brother named Du Li, and he is a good man from Flagstaff City."

Novka-Liu wiped his glasses and showed a gentle smile: "We Chinese are all good people. It's a pleasure to meet you. May I help you with anything?"

Pohl watched his eyes and expression carefully as he spoke.

But he didn't find anything. When the Chinese heard the name Du-Li, his eyes and emotions didn't change, but he showed a little doubt.

In this way, he analyzed it in his heart, and felt that maybe he was too suspicious, and it was impossible for him to be related to Li Du just because he was a Chinese.

Rick knew the reason for his temptation, and said with a low chuckle: "You know that Chinaman is not easy to deal with? You know you have to be cautious when dealing with him?"

Bohr ignored him, but showed a bright smile to Novka-Liu, and said, "Hi, buddy, nice to meet you, I like Chinese people, I like Chinese culture, that's it, I'm really busy and need your help .”

Novka-Liu nodded kindly: "Please tell me."

Bord said: "That's right. I've always been very interested in Du Li, a friend, including his name. As far as I know, does this name have any special meaning in your culture?"

Novka-Liu smiled and said, "Oh, if I'm not mistaken, his name is called in Chinese, maybe 'Li Du'?"

"right."

"Yes, this name has a special meaning. In our poetic culture, there is a poem that says: Li Du's poems have been handed down thousands of times, and they are no longer new."

Bohr asked with interest, "What do you mean?"

Novka-Liu said: "It means that the poems written by a poet surnamed Li and a poet surnamed Du are widely circulated, among which Li and Du are the collective names of the two greatest poets in our culture."

"In addition to Li Du, this kind of collective name also includes Xiao Li Du, Liu Bai, Su Li, Gao Cen, San Xie San Cao San Su, Er Li, Pi Du, ZTE Four Heroes, etc..."

Pol and Rick were confused, but they had to pretend to be interested, because more important issues lay ahead.

After Novka-Liu finished explaining, Bohr asked again: "Dude, you must be a writer if you know your poetic culture so well."

Novka-Liu smiled and said, "No, I just like this occasionally, actually I am an architect."

"Architecture? Are you studying bridges?" Bohr asked curiously.

Novka-Liu shook his head and said, "No, I study the architecture and related decorations of the four dynasties of Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties."

Bohr immediately asked, "Then you must know about the furniture of ancient houses in your country."

Novka-Liu said with a smile: "Yes, I know this knowledge, maybe I can be a little arrogant, I know this stuff very well."

Pole winked at Rick, and Rick showed him some photos, and said, "We want to know, what kind of material are the furniture in these photos?"

Novka-Liu glanced at the photo, then his expression changed slightly, and he said, "Sorry, I can't see it, I think I can't help you."

Boer smiled and said, "Don't be like that, buddy, we have no other intentions, just hope you can do a little favor and identify the material of the furniture inside."

Novka-Liu shook his head and said, "You can't see the material of the furniture from the photos, two, if someone tells you that the material of the furniture can be seen from the photos, he must be lying to you."

After hearing this, Rick widened his eyes and asked, "Can't you see it in the photo?"

Novka-Liu said with a wry smile: "Unless he has some supernatural powers, it's impossible. To distinguish the material of a piece of furniture, you have to see it in person."

"Even if you look at it face-to-face, it's not easy. You need to use various methods such as 'seeing, hearing, and asking', you need a wealth of experience, and you need to touch to feel..."

He continued to say a bunch of nouns, such as "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang", "Wuji begets Taiji, Taiji begets Liangyi", and "sandalwood is really beautiful and has a long and ancient charm".

Pol and Rick fainted again.

But the more Rick listened, the more ugly his expression became. The traps he prepared for Li Du were all based on these photos. If the photos can't explain the problem, then there is a big problem!

Seeing that the other party refused to let go, Pohl took out a few banknotes and handed them over, hinting: "Maybe you can see something from the photos, buddy, help me."

Seeing this, Novka-Liu's face sank, and he said, "What do you mean, sir? Who do you take me for? Sorry, I don't think I can help you, I have to leave."

No means were used, and Bohr was helpless.

Seeing this, Rick's eyes were full of fierceness, and he said, "Let's see mine."

He stopped Novka-Liu to make a phone call, and soon, two Indians came in and asked, "What's going on?"

Rick lowered his eyebrows and said calmly: "This Chinese man has information about the mahogany in the warehouse, but he doesn't say it. We have no choice but to ask Mr. Harris to help."

Harris glanced at Novka-Liu with a stern look, waved his hands and said, "Go out first, I'll talk to this Chinese brother."

Novka-Liu got up in a panic, and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I have to leave..."

"Don't worry, just say a few words before leaving." Harris said with a smile on his face.

Pol didn't want to leave, and said, "Maybe I can help by staying here."

Harris suddenly took out a dogleg knife, put the sharp blade on Pole's face and said coldly: "What can you help? For the sake of goddamn God, can you listen to me? I let Get out!"