The captain asked a crew member to go over and make contact. After a few minutes, he came back helplessly and said: "I tried several times but got hung up."

"It's normal to hang up. We are using a satellite phone, and the mobile phone over there displays a special digital number. I guess the old man thought it was a spam sales call or a scam call from abroad. Li Mo, please give me a few more numbers.

, we will contact them one by one. If we can’t get in touch, then you will have to wait until you return to the country to find a way to contact your family to pick you up."

The captain comforted him with a few words.

Li Mo nodded and wrote down a few more numbers, Mr. Qin's, his uncle's, and Uncle Qin's. Because of their special status, once he could contact them, he could return to the country in the shortest time.

Otherwise, it would take about twenty days to slowly float back with the merchant ship, which is so long.

After thinking about it, he wrote down several more numbers. He really didn't believe that they would all refuse to answer.

This time, it took more than ten minutes for the crew member who contacted me to come back and said, dumbfounded: "You gave me nine numbers. Three of them couldn't be reached, four were disconnected, and two were connected. But when I heard that

We rescued a man named Li Mo on the Indian Ocean side, but he scolded me like crazy over there."

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, then looked at the phone numbers on the paper. Two phone numbers were circled. One was for his mother, Shiyi, and the other was for his junior wife, Song Yuanning.

He gave the eldest brother a very apologetic look. Logically speaking, his mother and mistress should be very happy and excited when they heard the news that he was still alive. Why would they scold someone so bloody, isn't it at home?

What happened?

"Hahaha, forget it." The captain laughed loudly at this time, "Li Mo, let's wait until you return to China before contacting you. You can't talk now anyway. Even if we contact your family, in case

They want to hear your voice with their own ears, but you can't talk to them. If you don't do it right, your family will regard us as liars."

Li Mo nodded awkwardly.

This commercial ship also rushed over from nearby waters after receiving a rescue notification. There are many rescue boats floating on the sea outside, but so far no living people have been found. A lot of aircraft wreckage and passenger remains have been collected. Along the coast

Rescue teams sent by the state arrived one after another, and the merchant ship Li Mo was riding on was back on the road, drifting toward the country.

Along the way, Li Mo's cooking skills were highly praised by everyone.

"Li Mo, you were a chef on the merchant ship before, right?"

Captain Ge Zhenfei took a bite of twice-cooked pork and couldn't help but give a thumbs up and asked.

Li Mo smiled and shook his head. These people have been drifting on the sea all year round, and their requirements for food are a bit low. Although he thinks his cooking skills are good, they have not yet reached the level where they are endlessly memorable.

"Captain, this boiled pork slices is also delicious. The meat tastes very tender. Sprinkle it with chili oil and the aroma will be fragrant."

“This pickled fish dish is also great.”

Ge Zhenfei said with a smile: "Li Mo, you encountered this disaster and survived by luck. You must not be willing to do shipping again in this life, right? If you change your career, I think you will open a restaurant business after you go back.

Prosperous."

"With Brother Li's cooking skills, it's hard not to win big money."

There was laughter in the cabin dining room.

After the merchant ship drifted at sea for nineteen days, it finally entered a port in Shencheng. Standing on the bow of the ship, Li Mo closed his eyes and took a deep breath of air. Listening to the long-lost sound of cars, it felt like a lifetime ago.

An isolated island and human society are two extremes. Being on an isolated island can make people go crazy and lose the motivation to live. It was not until this moment that he truly felt like he was alive again.

"Li Mo."

Ge Zhenfei walked up to him and patted his shoulder and said: "My family lives in the suburbs of Shenzhen City. The sky is only slightly bright in the east, so it is not suitable to contact your family immediately. Don't worry, you are all safely back in the embrace of the motherland. Even if you use

You can still walk home with your legs. It’s already November in China, and although the temperature here is a little higher than in the north, you still need to wear more clothes to avoid getting cold and sick again.”

Li Mo sat in Ge Zhenfei's car and drove towards the suburbs. On the way, he received a call and the word "little beauty" was displayed on the screen.

After the call was connected, I heard him laugh twice and say: "Dear girl, you calculated the time very accurately at this time. You know that I will be home soon, why don't you sleep more?"

"Dear dad, grandpa got up early today. He is going to participate in the antique festival and set up a stall there. His legs and feet are not convenient, so I was worried about him, so I got up early in the morning and prepared now.

Going out."

"I'll be home in another thirty or forty minutes, why don't you just wait for me?"

"Grandpa said that if you arrive late, you won't have to choose a good location. Dad, you also know Shencheng Antique Street. How about you turn around and go directly there, and we can meet on the Antique Street then?"

"I understand, I'll contact you when you arrive."

Ge Zhenfei hung up the phone, sighed slightly and said, "Li Mo, let's go to Shencheng Antique Street first. There are a lot of delicious breakfasts nearby. I'll take you there to try it."

When Li Mo heard about the antique street, his mind was already flying. And it was a coincidence that he happened to catch up with the antique street. Maybe he could find one or two good things there.

After driving for about half an hour, the car stopped at the entrance of an old noodle shop. It was dark and there were quite a lot of diners in the shop.

"Let's fill our stomachs first, and then walk along this road for ten minutes to reach the antique street. It is the oldest antique street in Shenzhen City. I heard others say that its status and reputation are similar to the City God's Temple in the Magic City and the Liuli in Kyoto.

The factory has a lot to offer. I’ll show you around later, but there are a lot of people there, so don’t get separated from me.”

Ge Zhenfei ordered noodles with toppings, a basket of steamed buns, and a basket of fried dumplings.

"You're welcome. Eat more. If it's not enough, I'll order more."

Li Mo's stomach was already growling with hunger. He didn't show any pretense. He poured some vinegar and started eating. The fried dumplings were stuffed with chives and eggs. The fried skin was golden and appetizing. But the steamed buns were just average.

, mainly because the meat filling is not prepared properly. It may be because this place is close to Hong Kong Island, and the eating habits are closer to those of Hong Kong-style restaurants.

"Li Mo, the noodles are here. I ordered you a big steak and a pig's trotters. If you don't have enough noodles, you can still add more. Drink some noodle soup to warm your body first."

The two of them ate and drank enough, and their whole bodies felt really warm.

Then the two of them walked towards the antique street, and when they were about to arrive, they received another call.

"Daughter, where are you? We are almost there. In front of the blue and white porcelain antique store, right? OK, I know that place. We will be there in a few minutes. Who else is there besides me? I will tell you in detail when we get there." Ge Zhenfei hung up.

He dropped the phone and said with a smile, "When we were young, our family conditions were not good, so the old man supported the three of us brothers and sisters by running a street vendor. I have two older sisters, a son and a daughter. My son is a soldier and does not come home all year round, so

I just want to be good to my daughter."

Li Mo just listened quietly.

The antique street is quite large, but compared with the Chenghuang Temple in Shanghai and the Liulichang in Kyoto, it is not beautiful enough. Because it has been around for a long time, the buildings in the antique street still retain the style of the national era. It’s just that

A new commercial pedestrian street was re-planned and built around the Antique Street, so at around eight o'clock in the morning, there were already many people coming to the old street.

"Today is Saturday, no wonder there are more people than usual." Ge Zhenfei pointed to a porcelain store not far away, "My daughter is standing over there. The one wearing a pink down jacket has a look that is just like me.

Pretty, right?"

Li Mo looked in the direction he was pointing. The woman was indeed pretty, but her appearance was just like his. No matter how you looked at it, she couldn't be equated with him.

"Dad, this way."

Ge Zhenfei walked up to his daughter and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for two months. You seem to have lost a little weight. You didn't eat well at home, right? Don't always think about losing weight. You are so beautiful. In the words of your brother, anyone who chases you can eliminate them."

We have formed a company, but you are still worried about getting married. Let me introduce to you, this is Li Mo."

Li Mo smiled at her and nodded. The woman just glanced at him and nodded with a smile. She probably regarded him as his father's follower. This kind of skin color is that of someone who has been floating on the sea all year round and has been blown by the sea breeze.

Her skin didn't meet her ideal beauty standards, but Li Mo's eyes made her look at them more. They were very bright.

"Dad, I told you to stay at home well. You have to go out to set up a stall in this cold weather. Our family doesn't have to worry about clothes and drinks now. Can we still give you pocket money?"

"I earn my own money and save it. When my grandchildren get married and start a business, I can also give some red envelopes. I can't ask you for money at that time."

Li Mo looked at the old man, who was in his seventies and thin. He was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and a warm hat. He was sitting on a small bench, with a stall in front of him with more than a dozen pieces of porcelain and other items on it.

Some jade bracelets and the like.

The old man is quite good at choosing a place. Behind him is a shop that sells porcelain. Is this because he wants to cut off his hair?

Li Mo couldn't help but laugh. Out of habit, his eyes swept over the porcelain one by one, and then stopped on a small and delicate porcelain cup. He squatted down and pointed at the small cup, and made two ahhhhhhh sounds in his mouth.

"Young man, you want to see this cup? Just look at it, just be careful."

Mr. Ge also thought that he was eating with his son, so he spoke more kindly.

Li Mo carefully picked up the cup and looked at it carefully. The cup was small and delicate in shape. The porcelain pieces were light and thin. The glaze on the surface was very plump. It had a slightly reddish feel when exposed to the sun.

The writing on the cup is blue and white Sanskrit, written in regular script. Looking at the bottom of the cup, there is a blue and white square inscription, which reads 'Da Ming Chenghua Year System' in regular script.

This is an authentic blue and white Sanskrit cup from the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty.

I don’t know if Mr. Ge knows its price, so don’t sell it as ordinary porcelain. He was just about to remind you when he heard a voice: "Sir, can I see the cup in your hand?"

Li Mo looked back and saw that he was an old man in his sixties, with black-framed eyes and a crutch with a gold faucet in his hand. He looked like he didn't have the temperament of an ordinary person. There were four people around him who looked alert.

The stronger man vaguely protected him.

Li Mo didn't recognize him, but he recognized the woman standing next to the old man. It was Secretary Su who bought Master Xu Beihong's original "Two Horses" from him a few years ago. She belonged to Mr. Ma, a master collector in Kyoto.

Life secretary.

Mr. Ma loves horses all his life, so there are many horse themes in his collection.

Could it be that the old man in front of me is Mr. Ma?

Li Mo recognized Secretary Su, but Secretary Su could no longer recognize him. After all, judging from his appearance, Li Mo had changed too much. Moreover, Li Mo was so well-known in the antique world that the news of his disappearance two years ago was concealed.

No one can live with him, and now everyone has basically acquiesced to the fact that he has passed away.

So even if she found that she looked somewhat similar to Li Mo, she would not think that the person in front of her was the Li Mo she knew before.

Li Mo gently put the blue and white Sanskrit cup back on the stall, then took two steps back to indicate that he could take a look. The old man smiled at him, then squatted down, picked up the cup, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then asked: "

Boss, how do you sell this porcelain cup?"

"Three hundred yuan, no counteroffer."

Mr. Ge stretched out three fingers and said. Li Mo couldn't help coughing when he heard the price.

"This cup is exquisitely made and compact, but three hundred yuan is a bit high. How about a deal of two hundred yuan?"

Nima, I'm still here, how could I let you pick up a small leak? Li Mo was really afraid that Mr. Ge would agree immediately, so he blurted out in desperation: "I'm sorry, we won't sell this cup for less than two million."
Chapter completed!